Chapter 309: You Chose Your Own Mentor—Even If It Makes You Cry, You

In the bedroom.

Lin Mo listened to Xiao Tu and Xiao Feng's confident statements.

He was completely numb.

"…"

No wonder.

How come the Wind element, hailed as the sharpest among all elements,

produced four skills that were all about fleeing and defense?

Case solved.

It's all because of this idiot Xiao Tu leading them astray!

Last night I shouldn't have let Xiao Tu train Xiao Feng!

How could you expect offensive skills from a Earth element who aspires to be "the hardest shield"?

His whole mind is filled with how to take hits and how to escape!

Lin Mo sighed.

"So."

"You two think if you run fast enough, the enemy's skills won't catch you?"

"If you're tough enough, the enemy can't kill you?"

In the skill bar.

"Earth Shield Art" nodded vigorously.

【"Yes! Yes! Master is wise!"】

"Wind Blade Art" also bobbed up and down.

【"Yes! Protect the Master! Run!"】

As soon as these two voices fell silent,

"Fireball Art" spoke again.

【"Run? Escape?"】

【"Hmph! Is this what a Mage should do?"】

【"A Mage's dictionary has no such thing as 'escape'!"】

【"That's the act of a coward!"】

【"A Mage must obliterate every enemy with the most furious firepower!"】

【"If all enemies are dead, isn't that safe?"】

【"This second brother is a coward himself, and now he's dragging the fifth brother down with him?"】

Facing the elder brother's scolding,

"Earth Shield Art" straightened its chest proudly.

【"Big Brother! Output is your job and Third Brother's— isn't that enough?"】

【"You two are so strong, one more explosive than the other, one more slashing than the other."】

【"You handle killing enemies; we handle protecting the Master! That's reasonable division of labor!"】

【"Fifth Brother, you agree, right?"】

Hearing the second brother's call,

"Wind Blade Art" immediately nodded frantically.

【"Yes!"】

【"Second Brother is right!"】

【"Big Brother and Third Brother kill enemies! Me and Second Brother protect the Master!"】

【"Run! Run fast!"】

Hearing the fifth brother's mindless echo,

"Fireball Art" got so angry it went out completely, unable to speak for a long while.

"Ice Spike Art" sneered.

【"Heh, who told you not to train the new recruit last night?"】

【"Now look— the household has one more coward. I bet going out now will just make us even more embarrassing."】

Lin Mo looked at his skills, utterly helpless.

Whatever.

After all, it was he himself who had told Xiao Tu to train Xiao Feng last night.

You chose your own mentor—you've got to accept it, even if it makes you cry.

Besides,

having more survival skills isn't necessarily a bad thing.

As for Wind element offensive skills,

take it slow.

After all, Xiao Feng seems to have decent talent—there's plenty of time.

Thinking of this,

Lin Mo got off the bed.

"Alright."

"Get ready and let's go."

"Off to do some real business."

"We're heading to Tianshui City today."

"First, report to the Dragon Country Mage Association and get the process underway."

"Then find that Divine Artificer and forge a Forbidden-grade exclusive weapon for us."

Hearing his master's command,

Da Bai rose from the ground and shook off its ice-blue fur.

Afternoon.

On the high-speed train from Kyoto to Tianshui City.

Business class tickets sold out two days ago.

Even first class is gone.

Lin Mo scrolled on his phone for ages and managed to grab only a second-class ticket.

But he didn't mind.

It's only a two or three-hour ride; he'd just close his eyes and nap until they arrived.

Inside the carriage.

On two rows of facing seats.

sat two men and two women.

All very young.

Lin Mo sat by the window, wearing headphones, feigning sleep with his eyes closed.

Opposite him sat a girl.

The girl had shoulder-length hair and wore a simple white T-shirt and jeans.

Her features were delicate, exuding an air of capability.

And beside this girl, diagonally opposite Lin Mo,

sat a boy.

The boy wore an outrageous designer outfit and a dazzling luxury mechanical watch on his wrist.

His hair was slicked back, making him look extremely trendy.

At that moment,

the boy irritably tugged at his collar, frowned, and looked at the surroundings with utter disgust.

"Tsk..."

"Zhang Han, I told you before."

"First class still had tickets five days ago. We should have booked first class; I would have paid. You insisted on this broken second class."

The boy pouted.

His gaze swept over the passengers coming and going in the carriage, and the disgust in his eyes grew stronger.

"Look at this place."

"So crowded."

"The air doesn't circulate; it smells weird."

"What a suffering."

Hearing the boy's nonstop complaining,

Zhang Han frowned slightly.

Disgust flashed in her eyes.

She hated nothing more than rich second-generation kids who did nothing all day but brag about their family's wealth and connections.

No real skills of their own, relying entirely on their parents' legacy.

Seeing that Zhang Han ignored him, the boy didn't sensibly shut up; instead, he leaned in even closer.

"Zhang Han, don't worry."

"This time, when we report to the Youth Association of the Dragon Country Mage Association, with me here, absolutely no one will dare to bully you!"

The boy patted his chest.

"You know, my cousin is a director of the Youth Association, a legitimate high-ranking official of the Association!"

"Follow me, and I guarantee you'll live comfortably."

The boy grew more and more excited as he spoke.

He even deliberately flicked his wrist to make that expensive watch reflect in the sunlight.

"Once we get off the train,"

"my cousin has already arranged a dedicated car to pick us up at the station."

"Then we'll go straight to the Association."

"Tonight, I'll treat you to dinner at Tianxiang Lou, the most expensive restaurant in Tianshui City."

"This Youth Association, frankly speaking, is just a circle; it's all about connections..."

Zhang Han listened to these words.

She felt as if a fly had flown into her ear.

Buzzing loudly.

She turned her head and looked coldly at Zhao Peng.

"Zhao Peng."

"Can you be quiet?"

"Everyone is resting."

Saying this,

Zhang Han lifted her chin slightly, gesturing toward Lin Mo opposite her.

"Don't you see someone sleeping opposite?"

"Being so loud shows a lack of manners."

Hearing Zhang Han's words,

Zhao Peng paused for a moment.

He turned his head to look at Lin Mo, who was sitting opposite with his eyes closed.

"Tch."

"Sleeping in second class?"

Zhao Peng rolled his eyes.

"If he can't sleep, that's his own fault for lacking the ability to sit in first class."

"Truly poor and pretentious."

"I'm chatting; do I have to consider him?"

"Besides, everything I said is the truth."

"My cousin is a councilor; that's part of my strength. What's there for me not to say?"

Zhang Han was completely speechless.

If I can't provoke him, can't I just avoid him?

She simply turned her head and gazed quietly at Lin Mo opposite her.

It wasn't because there was anything strange on Lin Mo's face.

The reason was simple.

The boy before her was simply too handsome.

His skin was very fair, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a high, straight nose.

His hair was neither short nor long, with stray strands resting casually on his forehead.

Zhang Han was mesmerized.

He was simply the kind of face that struck straight to her heart; placed in any school, he would absolutely be campus heartthrob level.