Chapter 221: Where the hell did this come from? Is this still Dragon Nation?

Inside the reception hall.

Nie Zhengguo's lips curved up slightly.

"Good, good — truly one of a kind through the ages!"

"Hahahahahaha!!!"

Lin Tianhao came back to his senses, let out a great laugh, his face full of pride bordering on wild arrogance.

"Of course — and whose son do you think he is?"

He looked around smugly.

"This is the seed of me, Lin Tianhao! This talent! This comprehension! He takes after me completely! My son Lin Mo has the bearing of a supreme sovereign!"

Watching Lin Tianhao in this state.

Nie Zhengguo couldn't help rolling his eyes and teased:

"All right, all right, stop putting gold on your own face."

"Takes after you? If Lin Mo were in your year, you'd have been ground into the dirt by him — believe it or not?"

Nie Zhengguo harrumphed in exasperation:

"Forget eighteen-year-old you."

"Even twenty-eight-year-old you, meeting the Lin Mo of today, probably couldn't take a single one of his moves."

"I remember it clearly — back then, you were still fretting over high-tier skills."

Hearing Elder Nie's merciless exposé.

Principal Guhe and Zhang Qi at the side couldn't help covering their mouths and snickering.

Faced with Elder Nie's teasing, Lin Tianhao wasn't the least bit embarrassed — instead he stiffened his neck, his face full of bandit-like domineering air.

"Elder Nie, I don't like hearing that. What's this about putting gold on my own face? This is called each wave rising higher than the last!"

Lin Tianhao rebutted shamelessly:

"You know what genetic mutation is, right?"

"As the old saying goes, dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes!"

"Without my fine Lin Tianhao genes as the foundation, could my son have mutated into such an outrageous talent?"

"When all is said and done, isn't it just because your old man's genes are good!"

Beside them.

Lin Mo listened to his old man's grand debate, the corner of his mouth twitching twice.

"……"

What the hell is this 'genetic mutation' nonsense.

Dad, your skill at sophistry really hasn't declined one bit.

Just shamelessly glomming on, huh?

But Lin Mo had long been used to it.

His old man, in front of outsiders, was the Iron-Blooded War God.

In front of acquaintances, he was an out-and-old veteran rogue, a professional contrarian.

That was just his nature — couldn't be changed.

Nie Zhengguo waved his hand helplessly.

"Fine, fine, fine."

"You're amazing, your genes are great, I can't out-talk you."

"Hmph, of course I'm amazing."

Lin Tianhao raised his chin smugly.

Then.

He turned his head and nudged Lin Mo's shoulder.

That bandit-ridden face instantly turned doting.

"But still…"

"Although your old man's genes are good, my son really is impressive — that much we have to admit."

Lin Tianhao looked at Lin Mo, his eyes full of a father's gratified pride.

"Sigh…"

"Truly, the pupil outdoes the master."

"Son, your old man's proud of you!"

Everyone watching this tender father-and-son scene smiled as well.

At this moment.

Zhang Qi, who had not spoken all along, stepped forward.

"Elder Nie, Lin Mo's not only unprecedented in his comprehension of the elements — his combat fundamentals are even more outrageous."

"Oh? How so?"

Nie Zhengguo asked curiously.

Zhang Qi drew a deep breath and said:

"Elder Nie, just now outside the Tianshu Prefecture gates, I made a probing move."

Hearing this.

Nie Zhengguo's brow rose slightly.

Zhang Qi's strength, he knew very well.

Top-tier Sword Saint!

Even if he only used mid-tier skills, that absolutely wasn't something ordinary level seventy or eighty professionals could withstand.

Zhang Qi continued:

"I swear, I didn't go easy on him."

"Although those were only mid-tier skills, Elder Nie, you should also be clear on the speed of my flying sword."

"The result…"

Zhang Qi gave a bitter laugh.

"Lin Mo not only detected it in an instant, but also made the most perfect defense in that instant."

"And that wasn't all."

"While defending against my flying sword, he flipped his hand and entered combat counterattack mode, with all his skills ready."

"If Principal Gu and I hadn't risked our lives to hold him back, our Tianshu Prefecture might have already been leveled by Lin Mo."

Hiss—

Hearing Zhang Qi's description.

Nie Zhenguo was shocked.

Extraordinary talent is one thing, but combat experience and in-the-moment reaction are quite another.

That kind of thing requires real combat and time to accumulate.

Lin Mo is only eighteen now, yet he could display such a reaction under Zhang Qi's hands, and almost leveled Tianshu Prefecture too?

Lin Tianhao was also stunned for a moment.

Holy crap!

This son of mine really has some nerve!

One disagreement and he dares to level Tianshu Prefecture?

But…

Damn, that's thrilling!

Thinking of this.

Lin Tianhao turned his head and glanced at Zhang Qi.

"Old Zhang, oh Old Zhang, what were you thinking, testing my son for no reason? Got nothing better to do?"

"Even if my son really leveled Tianshu Prefecture, whose fault is that? Isn't it yours, messing around testing him for no reason?"

"Am I right, son!"

"Hey, you…"

Zhang Qi was choked half to death by Lin Tianhao's protective words, "Lin Tianhao, how can you be so unreasonable? I already said it was a light test!"

Lin Tianhao didn't bother with him, turning his gaze to Nie Zhenguo.

"Elder Nie…"

Lin Tianhao rubbed his hands together, starting to probe from the side.

"Take a look."

"My son not only has great talent, his combat fundamentals are also top-notch."

"After getting startled, he's still so sensible, knowing to hold back."

"Our Dragon Nation, faced with this kind of unprecedented and unrepeatable absolute genius, shouldn't we show some appreciation?"

"We can't just praise him verbally a couple times and call it done, right? This investment, shouldn't we max it out?"

Lin Mo listened from the side.

Feeling secretly pleased inside.

Gotta be Dad — asking for benefits himself isn't appropriate, but Dad asking is perfectly justified.

He took out his staff and chimed in:

"Dad, actually Uncle Zhang already gave some investment, a Legendary-tier exclusive weapon, Voice of Starfall Annihilation."

"Legendary-tier exclusive weapon?"

Lin Tianhao's eyebrows shot up.

He glanced at that staff and let out a light snort.

"How is that enough!"

"What's my son's status? An eighteen-year-old Four-System Archmage! A Legendary-tier exclusive weapon — does that match my son's talent?"

Lin Tianhao turned to look at Zhang Qi, commanding in a matter-of-course tone:

"Um, Little Zhang."

"Go."

"Get my son a Forbidden-tier exclusive weapon."

"Legendary-tier is fine for fooling ordinary geniuses, but my son must use Forbidden-tier!"

Zhang Qi heard this.

So angry he almost rolled his eyes back.

He glared at Lin Tianhao and said irritably:

"Commander Lin! You think Forbidden-tier exclusive weapons are cabbages? You want one and you get one?"

"And switch to a Forbidden-tier one? Where would I find it!"

"In our Dragon Nation's strategic vault, the exclusive weapon suitable for a blank-slate Mage class is only this one! The only one!"

"Tch…"

Lin Tianhao clicked his tongue, his face full of disdain.

"So shabby?"

"The treasury of the prestigious Tianshu Prefecture can't even produce a single taboo-grade white-slot specialized weapon; aren't you afraid of losing face if this gets out?"

Seeing Lin Tianhao acting out the roles of "bandit" and "overprotective elder" to the extreme, Nie Zhenzuo finally couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"Hehehe..."

"Alright, alright, Tianhao, stop making things hard for little Zhang."

"The situation in the treasury is indeed as he said."

Just then.

Principal Guhe smiled and spoke:

"Old Nie, regarding Lin Mo's battle record, there is one more thing I haven't had the chance to report to you."

"Oh?"

Nie Zhenzuo turned his head, somewhat curious.

"What is it?"

A strong sense of pride permeated Principal Guhe's tone.

"The three raid records snatched from us by the Ying Kingdom have all been reclaimed by Lin Mo."

"Moreover, the clear times for Dragon-Burial Snowfield and Mad Sand Temple have all been brought by Lin Mo to within two minutes."

"The clear time for Shadow Withered Bone Forest has even been pushed into one minute."

"..."

After these words fell.

Even the ever-calm Nie Zhenzuo couldn't help but tremble in his hand.

Two minutes?

And one even pushed into one minute?!

How did the world seem to change just because I went on a business trip?

Is this still the Dragon Kingdom?

Where exactly have you brought this old man?