Chapter 104: Want me to forgive you? Die for me first!

An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei watched helplessly as things developed in the worst possible direction, utterly powerless to stop it.

An Yinuo's lively eyes were now brimming with tears, wronged and helpless beyond words.

Lin Weiwei pressed a hand to her forehead, feeling a headache coming on, yet truly unable to think of any solution.

Clearly, by now this had become Dushima Yingxue's home turf.

Dushima Yingxue now turned her gaze back to An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei, and in the tone of a victor wearing a half-smile, said:

"Why are the two of you still lingering here?"

"Whether you've mistaken the person or not, it actually no longer matters."

"If you've mistaken the person, how utterly absurd your behavior is!"

"If you haven't mistaken the person, how rude it is to cling on and make a nuisance of yourselves!"

"Please don't make things difficult for my teacher."

Dushima Yingxue kept saying "my teacher" at every turn, and even put on the act of defending her own teacher, silently indicating that she and Song Mo were on the same side, while Lin Weiwei and An Yinuo were outsiders.

This undoubtedly placed An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei in an extremely awkward position.

【Green tea gets her moment and turns arrogant!】

An Yinuo seethed inwardly.

She knew that the one who decided everything was Song Mo—wasn't the very reason Dushima Yingxue held the upper hand right now precisely Song Mo's leanings?

Infinite grievance welled up in her heart.

【This cherry-blossom woman is a green tea through and through—can't Song Mo even see that? What a big dumb egg!】

【Also, I've clearly thrown myself at him with a smiling face countless times, so why does Song Mo keep rejecting me, pushing me away?】

【He's simply a petty, small-minded man!】

【He's rude, always cursing people inside his head!】

【He can't tell right from wrong either, actually siding with this cherry-blossom woman!】

An Yinuo, wronged to the extreme, cursed Song Mo inside her heart, giving him a thorough tongue-lashing!

Though she cursed him viciously, she still cared about him just as much as before.

The fact that she was the loser remained unchanged.

Lin Weiwei was equally irritated.

【Damn, I didn't expect Song Mo's prejudice against me and An Yinuo to run this deep?】

【But I'm completely baffled here, I don't even know what the hell my past life did—wait, that's not right, how do I not know I'm a bad woman?】

【But Chen Xi… honestly, that kind of guy is totally not my type! I shouldn't have taken an interest, right?】

【Mm… now's not the time to think about this, that cherry-blossom woman is already rubbing it in our faces!】

【Lin Weiwei, think of something!】

【What's something I have the advantage in, that Dushima Yingxue doesn't possess?】

A flash of inspiration struck Lin Weiwei's mind.

Wearing out iron shoes in endless searching,

only to find it without any effort at all!

She must have been infected by that dimwit An Yinuo, which was why she'd been acting so stupid!

Her greatest advantage had always been being able to hear Song Mo's inner thoughts!

But all this time, she had never truly made use of it!

If one truly understands a person, one can know their likes and dislikes, and cater to them or avoid them accordingly.

With such an advantage, Lin Weiwei had never truly developed this strength!

Fortunately, the sudden appearance of Dushima Yingxue was undoubtedly a formidable foe.

Although she had dealt Lin Weiwei a blow, she had also helped Lin Weiwei, under that blow, to re-examine herself and awaken to the cheat she'd been neglecting all along!

Lin Weiwei glanced at An Yinuo, who was aggrieved beyond words and had already started shedding little pearls.

【So embarrassing, sister!】

【Crying at the drop of a hat only lets the green tea laugh triumphantly, hey!】

But on second thought, Lin Weiwei figured this was actually fine—it proved An Yinuo was no formidable rival at all, very easy to deal with.

A love rival like this, even if they cooperated temporarily, wouldn't become a tiger nurtured to threaten them in the future—instead, she'd be the best ally!

Lin Weiwei immediately asked outright.

"Song Mo, why exactly do you dislike me and An Yinuo?"

Although Lin Weiwei knew the answer perfectly well in her heart, she still had to ask it out loud.

She continued:

"What must I do for you to be willing to forgive us? Or rather, to accept us?"

Behind his stern expression, Song Mo furrowed his brow tightly.

At this moment, he naturally wouldn't answer—otherwise wouldn't that be admitting he was Song Mo?

So Song Mo merely said coldly:

"Ladies, you've mistaken me for someone else."

But in his heart he still couldn't help but sneer.

【Why do I dislike you? Although you don't know everything that happened in the past life, and I have no obligation to tell you—in this life, as long as you don't go looking for death, I'll spare you】

【But if you show even the slightest tendency to go looking for death, that'd be just great—old grudges and new scores settled all at once!】

【As for how you'd get me to forgive you? Heh, I've already died once, and I've always been a fair person—you lot just die once too and we'll be even】

After death, everything is void.

A dead person, naturally, cannot speak of forgiveness or not.

Hearing Song Mo's inner thoughts, An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei were no exception!

Both were deathly pale!

They hadn't expected Song Mo's heart to be so resolute!

Not giving them the slightest chance!

Then what should they do?

Could it be that they really had to go and die?

Life is only one; even ants cling to life, let alone young ladies like An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei?

Dushima Yingxue, on the other hand, felt surprised.

Why had these two Huaguo women suddenly both turned deathly pale, without a trace of color?

Truly strange.

But she didn't think much of it.

Song Mo walked slowly toward the rest room; he was unwilling to entangle himself further with An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei, and set about preparing to handle the follow-up matters after the Martial Arts Tournament concluded.

And Dushima Yingxue, because she had successfully become a disciple.

Also followed along step for step.

Thus,

Only two people remained standing dumbly in place.

Like "stone women" carved from sculpture.

As if only a moment had passed, yet also as if a long time had gone by, An Yinuo was the first to recover from her lost composure, muttering bitterly to herself:

"Song Mo, do you really have to see me dead before you're satisfied?"

Lin Weiwei, hearing this, glanced at An Yinuo.

On both their faces appeared a look of fellow sufferers.

For a moment, the two had originally been nothing but plastic sisters-in-friendship — though gathered together, each harbored her own schemes.

But now, they truly felt like companions.

【Fellow travelers cast down to the ends of the earth…】

An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei's feelings at this moment were identical.

They exchanged a glance and gave a bitter smile.

Want Song Mo to change his mind?

Hard! Hard! Hard!

……

Song Mo left the Martial Arts Hall through the exclusive passage.

Otherwise he truly wouldn't be able to bear those fanatical fans.

Many people had already completely regarded Song Mo as the God of Martial Arts.

That kind of infatuation with power, that submission to Song Mo's bearing, made them as thrilled as if they'd been injected with adrenaline.

Some had even ambushed along the route out.

Preparing to rush him by surprise the moment he emerged, to ask for an autograph.

Or to tear off Song Mo's waist sash as a memento — that too would be the joy of a lifetime.

Failing that, getting a closer look at their idol would be good too.

Don't underestimate fanatical star-chasers!

Song Mo sighed inwardly:

【Enthusiasm is a fine thing, but being too enthusiastic is still a bit presumptuous…】

(End of chapter)