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

At this moment.

Lin Mo's skill bar was extremely lively.

To be precise, it was Xiao Feng and Xiao Tu who were extremely lively.

【"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 elder-brotherly composure.

*"Ahem."*

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

【"That's a demon creature!"】

Xiao Feng half-understood.

【"Oh oh…"】

【"What's it called?"】

Xiao Tu froze.

How would he know what it was called?

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

Xiao Tu gritted his teeth and gave a vague answer.

【"Well…"】

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

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

Xiao Feng nodded dazedly up and down.

【"Oh oh, got it!"】

Immediately after, Xiao Feng pointed at the sky.

【"Brother Two, what about that thing up there? What's that?"】

Xiao Tu looked over in the same direction.

Again, he gritted his teeth and answered.

【"Also a demon creature!"】

【"Hmm… a flying demon creature…"】

Hearing this,

【Wind Blade Technique】 spoke with utter admiration.

【"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.

Awesome.

As he listened,

Lin Mo felt he'd rested enough.

He opened his eyes and yawned.

Turns out there were quite a few 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'd opened them,

those dark, deep eyes seemed to carry some kind of magic.

His previously slightly lazy aura instantly sharpened.

So handsome…

Zhang Han secretly 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 turned bright red.

Caught peeking.

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

But Zhang Han wasn't one of those shy little girls.

She quickly adjusted her emotions.

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

"Hello."

"My name is Zhang Han."

She took the initiative to extend her hand and started introducing herself.

"From the Capital Shen Hongye Guild."

"Heading to the Dragon Nation Mage Association in Tianshui City, the Youth Association to report in."

"Pleased to meet you."

Lin Mo looked at the hand extended toward him.

Out of politeness, he nodded slightly and reached out to shake it.

"Lin Mo."

"Also heading to the Youth Association to report in."

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

"What a coincidence?"

"You're also going to the Youth Association to report in?"

Zhang Han looked pleasantly surprised.

"Then we're traveling the same way."

"Which guild are you from? Judging by your age, you can't be much older, right?"

Faced with Zhang Han's enthusiasm.

Lin Mo's tone was calm:

"Oh, I'm from Jingda."

Hearing it was Jingda.

A flash of surprise crossed Zhang Han's eyes.

Capital University!

That was the Dragon Nation's most elite institution of learning!

Anyone who could get in there was absolutely a heaven-blessed prodigy!

No wonder his bearing was so outstanding.

Just as Zhang Han was about to keep finding topics for a deeper chat.

Zhao Peng beside her forcibly squeezed his way over.

"Jingda? So you're just a student. Looking at you, you must be about to graduate soon, right? Going to the association to take the membership selection?"

"The membership selection isn't simple at all."

"What the Mage Association looks at is real hard strength—your level."

Zhao Peng cleared his throat.

"Let me introduce myself."

"My name is Zhao Peng."

"Same as Zhang Han, both from the Shen Hongye Guild."

"A level-52 Blaze Mage."

"Since we're riding the same high-speed train, that's fate. My cousin is a director at the Youth Association. I'll put in a word with my cousin later, have him look after you."

Listening to Zhao Peng's words.

The look in Lin Mo's eyes was like he was looking at an idiot.

As for level.

As long as you don't use a concealment item, anyone can just cast a detection spell on each other and see it.

Does it need to be emphasized on purpose?

Besides.

Looking at these two's reactions.

They didn't seem to recognize him?

But never mind.

Lin Mo didn't really care.

If they don't recognize him, then so be it—it's actually quieter that way.

If they really had recognized him.

The carriage would probably have exploded by now.

Either wanting a photo, or an autograph, or maybe even adding each other on WeChat or something.

Annoying to death.

"Oh…"

Lin Mo replied flatly.

That airy response almost made Zhao Peng spit blood from anger.

"You…"

Zhao Peng still wanted to say something.

Zhang Han cut him off directly.

"Enough, Zhao Peng!"

"No one thinks you're mute just because you don't talk."

Zhang Han glared at him.

Then he looked back at Lin Mo.

"Lin Mo, don't mind him. That's just the kind of person he is — hopeless."

Over the next half hour.

The atmosphere in the carriage was a little strange.

Zhao Peng kept trying every way he could think of to find topics to chat with Zhang Han.

Zhang Han, on the other hand, looked completely uninterested in engaging him, and instead kept striking up conversation with Lin Mo.

As for Lin Mo.

He was basically a conversation killer.

In his current state, he really had no interest in chatting — they were all just passersby, after all. What was the need to talk?

Although Zhang Han hit a wall again and again, her enthusiasm didn't diminish in the slightest.

She felt that a cool, handsome guy like this was supposed to have that kind of temperament.

If he were too easy to approach, it would be boring instead.

"Buzz—"

Lin Mo's phone buzzed once.

He took out his phone and glanced at the screen.

It was a message from Yan Lie.

【Lin Mo, how much longer until you arrive at the station? I'm already at the exit of the high-speed rail station. The car is parked on the side of the road.】

Looking at this message.

Lin Mo casually typed back a reply.

【About another half hour.】

……

Half an hour later.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Tianshui City Station has arrived. Please carry your personal belongings…"

The train's broadcast sounded.

The high-speed train slowly pulled up to the platform.

The car doors opened.

Lin Mo stood up and walked out of the carriage.

Standing on the platform, Lin Mo stretched.

He had to admit.

Sitting on a high-speed train for two or three hours really was a bit uncomfortable.

Zhang Han and Zhao Peng also got off behind him.

Zhao Peng straightened his designer-brand jacket and raised an eyebrow at Zhang Han.

"Let's go, my cousin already sent a message."

"The car is waiting right at the exit."

Zhang Han rolled her eyes at him, looked at Lin Mo and asked:

"Lin Mo."

"How are you getting to the Association later?"

"It's still quite a long way from here to the Association."

"How about…"

"You come with us?"

"The car picking us up should be pretty roomy — one more person, no problem."

Zhang Han's heartbeat quickened a little.

She really did want to spend a bit more time with Lin Mo.

Even if it was just chatting a few more sentences in the car.

After all, Lin Mo's looks really fit her aesthetic too well.

And that cool, aloof temperament that kept people a thousand miles away gave her an impulse to get closer.

Lin Mo shook his head.

"No need."

"I've already called a car."

To be honest.

Lin Mo really had no good feelings toward this Zhao Peng.

You can be wild, you can be arrogant.

But.

Your wildness and arrogance must be built on the foundation of your own absolute strength.

And this Zhao Peng?

Every word out of his mouth was "my cousin," "my family."

A piece of trash like this didn't even deserve Lin Mo lifting a hand against him.

Hearing Lin Mo's flat refusal.

A flicker of disappointment crossed Zhang Han's face.

But she could do nothing about it.

After all, following someone around so boldly right after meeting them is just too forward.

Even she, a social butterfly, couldn't bring herself to say it.

"Then… alright."

Zhang Han forced out a faint smile.

"Let's meet at the Youth Association. If you run into any trouble, come find us."

Lin Mo nodded.

Tian Shui City's high-speed rail station had only one exit.

So although the three didn't travel together,

they still walked one after another, heading toward the exit.

Along the way,

Zhao Peng didn't stop talking.

"Zhang Han, let me tell you."

"My cousin arranged a special vehicle for the Association."

"It has that distinctive mark."

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

"This kind of privilege isn't something just anyone can experience."

Saying this,

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

Soon,

the group stepped out of the exit.

As soon as they emerged,

Zhao Peng spotted a black luxury sedan parked by the roadside.

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

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

And at that moment,

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

Zhao Peng squinted.

Huh?

Isn't that…

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 the chairman came to pick us up?

Zhao Peng swallowed hard.

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