Chapter 310: One Dares to Ask, One Dares to Answer

At this moment.

Lin Mo's skill bar was extremely lively.

Specifically, Xiao Feng and Xiao Tu were the ones buzzing with activity.

【"Brother Two, Brother Two! Look outside!"】

【Wind Blade Technique】 darted about excitedly.

【"What's that thing running so fast?"】

Xiao Tu cleared his throat, putting on an air of mature elder-brother composure.

"Cough, cough."

【"Little Five, you don't understand this."】

【"That's a demon creature!"】

Xiao Feng nodded vaguely.

【"Oh oh…"】

【"What's it called?"】

Xiao Tu froze for a moment.

How would he know its name?

But he couldn't lose face as the elder brother.

Xiao Tu gritted his teeth and answered vaguely.

【"Well… "】

【"Let's call it… the fast-running demon creature!"】

【"You wouldn't know the name anyway—just know it's a demon creature!"】

Xiao Feng bobbed his head up and down, dazed.

【"Oh oh, got it!"】

Immediately after, Xiao Feng pointed upward.

【"Brother Two, what about that thing in the sky? What's that?"】

Xiao Tu looked up in the direction.

Again, he gritted his teeth and answered.

【"Also a demon creature!"】

【"Hmm… a flying demon creature…"】

Hearing this,

【Wind Blade Technique】 spoke with awe.

【"Wow…"】

【"Brother Two, you know so much!"】

Listening to Xiao Feng and Xiao Tu's conversation,

Lin Mo's lips twitched involuntarily.

One dares to ask, one dares to answer.

Impressive.

As he listened further,

Lin Mo felt he had rested enough.

He opened his eyes and yawned.

He hadn't expected so many people traveling from the capital to Tian Shui City.

When he booked tickets last night, first-class and premium seats were both sold out.

Lin Mo stretched his neck.

Meanwhile,

Zhang Han across from him stared, eyes wide.

When his eyes were closed, she'd only thought he looked nice.

Now that he opened them,

those dark, deep eyes seemed to carry a certain magic.

The slightly lazy aura instantly sharpened.

So handsome…

Zhang Han swallowed hard in her mind.

Lin Mo keenly sensed the gaze from across.

He lifted his head.

His gaze met hers calmly.

Their eyes locked.

Zhang Han's face flushed bright red.

Caught peeking.

Even though she was usually composed and capable, she felt embarrassed now.

But Zhang Han was no shy, timid girl.

She quickly adjusted her emotions.

Since she'd been caught, she might as well greet him openly.

"Hello."

"I'm Zhang Han."

She extended her hand, introducing herself.

"From the Red Leaf Guild in the capital."

"Heading to the Dragon Nation Mage Association's Youth Association for registration."

"Nice to meet you."

Lin Mo looked at the outstretched hand.

Out of politeness, he nodded slightly and shook it.

"Lin Mo."

"Also heading to the Youth Association for registration."

Hearing Lin Mo's reply, Zhang Han's eyes lit up instantly.

"Small world?"

"You're going to the Youth Association too?"

Zhang Han sounded delighted.

"Then we're on the same route."

"Which guild are you from? You look young—aren't you still in school?"

Facing Zhang Han's enthusiasm,

Lin Mo replied calmly:

"Oh, I'm from Jingda."

Hearing "Jingda,"

Zhang Han's eyes flickered with surprise.

Jingda University!

That was the top academic institution in the Dragon Nation!

Anyone who got in was unquestionably a prodigy.

No wonder his aura was so outstanding.

Just as Zhang Han was about to continue chatting,

Zhao Peng butted in forcefully.

"Jingda? So you're a student, huh? You look like you're about to graduate—heading to the Association for the membership selection?"

"The selection isn't easy."

"The Mage Association only cares about hard power—your level."

Zhao Peng cleared his throat.

"Let me introduce myself."

"I'm Zhao Peng."

"Same as Zhang Han—Red Leaf Guild."

"Level 52 Flame Mage."

"Since we're on the same high-speed train, it's fate—I've got a cousin who's a councilor in the Youth Association. I'll ask him to look out for you."

Listening to Zhao Peng's words,

Lin Mo's gaze was like he was staring at an idiot.

Level information—

as long as you don't use concealment items, everyone can see each other's levels with a single Scan spell.

Need to emphasize it again?

And yet.

Look at the reactions of these two.

They don't seem to recognize me?

Whatever.

Lin Mo didn't really care.

If they don't recognize me, fine—better to have peace.

If they did recognize me.

The carriage would've been in chaos by now.

Either they'd want photos, or autographs, maybe even add me on WeChat.

It'd drive me insane.

"Oh…"

Lin Mo replied faintly.

This casual reply nearly made Zhao Peng choke on rage.

"You—"

Zhao Peng wanted to say more.

Zhang Han cut him off.

"Enough, Zhao Peng!"

"No one thinks you're mute if you shut up."

Zhang Han glared at him.

Then she turned back to Lin Mo.

"Lin Mo, ignore him. He's just like this—beyond saving."

For the next half hour.

The atmosphere in the carriage grew strange.

Zhao Peng kept trying to find topics to chat with Zhang Han.

Zhang Han, however, acted as if she couldn't care less about him, instead persistently engaging Lin Mo in conversation.

As for Lin Mo.

He was the ultimate conversation killer.

Right now, he had zero interest in chatting—these were just passing strangers; what was the point?

Zhang Han kept hitting dead ends, yet her enthusiasm never waned.

She thought this kind of cold, handsome guy should have this kind of temperament.

If he were too easy to approach, it wouldn't be interesting at all.

"Buzz—"

Lin Mo's phone vibrated.

He pulled it out and glanced at the screen.

It was a message from Yan Lie.

【Lin Mo, how long until you arrive? I'm already at the high-speed rail station exit; the car's parked by the roadside.】

Looking at the message.

Lin Mo replied casually.

【About half an hour.】

…

Half an hour later.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Tianshui City Station has arrived. Please take your belongings with you…"

The train announcement rang out.

The high-speed train slowed to a stop at the platform.

The doors opened.

Lin Mo stood up and stepped off the carriage.

On the platform, Lin Mo stretched.

Honestly.

Sitting on the high-speed train for two or three hours was genuinely uncomfortable.

Zhang Han and Zhao Peng followed behind, disembarking.

Zhao Peng straightened his branded coat and raised an eyebrow at Zhang Han.

"Let's go. My cousin already messaged me."

"The car's waiting at the exit."

Zhang Han rolled her eyes and turned to Lin Mo.

"Lin Mo."

"How are you getting to the Association?"

"It's still quite a distance from here."

"How about…"

"You come with us?"

"The car picking us up is spacious—adding one more won't be a problem."

Zhang Han's heart quickened.

She truly wanted to spend more time with Lin Mo.

Even just a few more words in the car.

After all, Lin Mo's appearance perfectly matched her taste.

And that aloof, distant aura made her want to draw closer.

Lin Mo shook his head.

"No need."

"I've already arranged a ride."

To be honest.

Lin Mo had no liking for Zhao Peng at all.

You can be arrogant. You can be proud.

But.

Your arrogance and pride must be built on absolute strength.

And Zhao Peng?

Every word out of his mouth is about "my cousin" or "my family."

Someone like this isn't even worth Lin Mo's effort.

Hearing Lin Mo's blunt refusal.

A flicker of disappointment crossed Zhang Han's face.

But she had no recourse.

After all, following someone you just met around like a clingy stranger was too forward.

Even someone as socially confident as her couldn't bring herself to say it.

"Then… alright."

Zhang Han forced a faint smile.

"We'll see you at the Youth Association. If you run into any trouble, come find us."

Lin Mo nodded.

Tianshui City High-Speed Rail Station had only one exit.

So although the three didn't walk together,

They still followed one after another toward the exit.

Along the way,

Zhao Peng never stopped talking.

"Zhang Han, let me tell you."

"My cousin arranged an official Association vehicle."

"It has special markings."

"Once you get in, you'll experience what privilege really means."

"This kind of privilege? Not everyone gets to enjoy it."

As he spoke,

Zhao Peng couldn't help glancing at Lin Mo, who walked just ahead.

Soon,

The group stepped out of the exit.

He had just stepped out of the station.

Zhao Peng immediately spotted a black business car parked by the roadside.

On its body was printed a golden six-pointed star emblem.

That was the exclusive symbol of the Dragon Nation Mage Association!

At that moment,

a young man in a crisp trench coat leaned against the car, smoking.

Zhao Peng squinted.

Huh?

Isn't this…

Yan Lie, chairman of the Youth Association of the Dragon Nation Mage Association?!

Why is he here?

No way!

Big cousin, do you really have this much clout?

You didn't come yourself—so you sent the chairman to pick me up?

Zhao Peng swallowed hard.

Then, without thinking, he straightened his posture; an unprecedented sense of swelling pride filled his entire body.