Chapter 312: You Won

Facing Yan Lie's flattery.

Lin Mo merely waved his hand casually.

"Ah, just lucky."

Upon hearing this, Yan Lie rolled his eyes.

"Come on, you."

"If I hadn't fought you two days ago, I might've actually believed your bullshit."

"Lucky?"

Yan Lie spoke with a grumble.

"Stop pretending to be humble."

"You're the one who, right after joining the Youth Association, took down every single director—and you didn't even beat your own pet. You're telling me that's luck?"

As his words fell silent.

Zhang Han was now completely numb.

???

No way!

Even Yan Lie, the chairman, couldn't beat Lin Mo?

Wait—

Even Lin Mo's pet couldn't be beaten?

Zhang Han felt her worldview crumbling.

Know that.

Chairman Yan Lie's current level is a staggering 65!

Nearly twenty levels higher than Lin Mo!

Logically, there's no way he could lose!

What kind of monster is Lin Mo reincarnated from?!

Facing Yan Lie's complaints.

Lin Mo cleared his throat.

"Uh…"

"It's just because you suppressed your stats on the arena."

"Not using your full power is normal."

Upon hearing this.

Yan Lie sneered.

"Bullshit!"

"At the final moment, I realized something was off—I removed all stat suppression debuffs."

"I fought with my full 65-level stats."

"And still got one-shot!"

Yan Lie grew more frustrated as he spoke.

"Your damage was just insane."

"How the hell did you master elemental control to this degree?"

Listening to Yan Lie's words.

Lin Mo rubbed his nose, his tone sincere.

"Haha."

"Don't be too discouraged."

"Look."

Lin Mo began to comfort him.

"You're not the only one who lost."

"In the Ten Nations Battlefield, the seven allied armies—140 men, fully armed with legendary specialty weapons—"

"Didn't beat me either."

Lin Mo patted Yan Lie's shoulder.

"So."

"You're actually pretty strong."

"Really."

"..."

Yan Lie stared at Lin Mo's serious expression, his lips twitching.

Although what Lin Mo said was true.

For some reason, it just felt so irritating.

Beside them, Zhang Han had buried her head deep into her chest.

She dared not lift it.

She dared not laugh.

She feared that if she let out even a single chuckle, Chairman Yan would throw her straight out the car window.

…

The car drove smoothly.

Yan Lie pulled out a cigarette.

But after glancing around the car, he quietly slipped it back.

"Lin Mo."

Yan Lie's expression turned serious.

"Let's get to the point."

"You came to Tianshui City to report in."

"Actually, I want you to take over as chairman of the Youth Association."

At these words.

Lin Mo showed no reaction.

Beside him, Zhang Han lifted her head again, stunned.

Take over as chairman?!

Holy shit!

Lin Mo's only level 46—and he's becoming chairman of the Youth Association?

Remember, Chairman Yan Lie was already the lowest-level chairman in history…

Lin Mo's about to drop that record another notch!

Sitting beside them, Lin Mo shook his head.

"No."

Lin Mo refused outright.

"Being chairman is too much trouble."

"I'm busy all day—how could I possibly handle the association's nonsense?"

Hearing Lin Mo's blunt refusal.

Yan Lie wasn't surprised at all.

He clearly had prepared for this.

"Lin Mo, in our Mage Association—especially the Youth Association—"

"There's only one rule."

"The capable are teachers; the strong are honored."

"I became chairman because I was the strongest of my generation."

"But now."

Yan Lie spoke bluntly.

"Your strength far surpasses mine."

"Even I, the chairman, lost to you."

"If I don't step down, even if no one else says anything, I myself cannot accept it."

Yan Lie turned to look at Lin Mo, his voice earnest.

"I cannot accept someone vastly stronger than me being subordinate to me in the association."

"It's an insult to both of us."

Listening to Yan Lie's words.

Lin Mo frowned slightly.

He wasn't being picky.

He genuinely feared the hassle.

"What exactly does the Youth Association even do?"

Lin Mo asked.

"If I have to attend meetings every day and handle paperwork, I'd rather quit."

Hearing Lin Mo's tone soften.

Yan Lie quickly explained.

"Don't worry!"

"It won't be troublesome at all!"

Yan Lie patted his chest in assurance.

"Our Youth Association mainly handles welfare and subsidies for all young magicians in Longguo."

"Once you pass the association's membership exam, you'll receive a generous monthly resource subsidy based on your rank."

"As for daily duties…"

Yan Lie smiled.

"Usually, all those messy tasks are handled by regional directors and vice chairmen."

"As for the chairman…"

"In plain terms, he's just a spiritual figurehead."

"He's the face of all young magicians in Longguo!"

"So, the chairman is typically the most idle person in the entire association—you don't need to manage anything at all!"

Saying this,

Yan Lie sighed.

"Making you chairman is actually hard on me."

"If you become chairman, I'll step down to vice chairman—and then I'll have to handle all those damn tasks."

Hearing Yan Lie's explanation,

Lin Mo leaned back in his chair.

No duties to manage?

If that's the case,

A nominal title wouldn't hurt.

After all, who would turn down more prestige?

It's just a title, after all.

Thinking this,

Lin Mo looked at Yan Lie.

"From what you're saying,"

"if I become chairman, I can just freely take the association's resources every day without doing any work?"

Yan Lie's mouth twitched.

Well, that's technically true.

But you couldn't have said it more bluntly!

"Cough, cough…"

Yan Lie cleared his throat twice.

"You can understand it that way."

Lin Mo fell silent for a moment, then asked again:

"I heard,"

"when you became chairman, you beat up every single director one by one?"

"If that's the case,"

"do I have to go through the same process?"

Hearing Lin Mo's question,

Yan Lie awkwardly rubbed his nose.

"Well…"

"Yes."

Yan Lie explained.

"Those directors are all top prodigies from their regions."

"They're all young, and all have proud temperaments."

"If you don't crush them, they'll never accept you as chairman."

Saying this,

Yan Lie added, emphasizing:

"But Lin Mo,"

"I need to correct you."

"When I took on all the directors back then, it was a wheel fight—and I held back, just enough to show dominance."

"It's nothing like how you single-handedly crushed the seven-nation alliance on the World Arena yesterday!"

Yan Lie was genuinely afraid.

He feared that once Lin Mo arrived at the association, he'd unleash his Gao Jie skill barrage and wipe out every director.

That would be a disaster.

"Show some restraint—just beat them into submission!"

Watching Yan Lie's tense expression,

Lin Mo couldn't help but laugh.

"Do I look like someone without restraint?"

"When you fought me before, aren't you still running around fine now?"

Hearing this,

Yan Lie's mouth twitched again.

Fine, fine, fine—this is how we're talking now?

…

The business car sped on through the streets of Tianshui City, heading toward the Longguo Magician Association building.