Chapter 315: You

"What?!"

"Is Lin Mo going to become chairman of the Youth Association?"

Zhao Peng stared wide-eyed, utterly incredulous.

He'd just joined the Youth Association and already insulted the next chairman?

He grew even more panicked.

"Zhang Han! Sister Han! You're not kidding me, right? Don't be pulling my leg!"

Zhao Peng hurriedly pressed.

After all,

becoming chairman of the Youth Association isn't something you can achieve through backdoor connections.

You have to genuinely defeat every single senior in the association!

And every one of those seniors and council members,

aren't they all battle-hardened top prodigies?

Aren't they all above level 60?

Aren't they all masters wielding high-grade skills?

Even if Lin Mo is strong and gifted,

he's only in his forties!

How could he possibly bridge a gap of over twenty levels to subdue these arrogant council members?

How could he earn their respect?

"Kidding you?"

Zhang Han spoke calmly.

"Why would I lie to you?"

"Do I even have a reason to lie to you?"

"Or do you think someone like you is worth the effort of fabricating a lie just to scare you?"

Zhao Peng opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word.

Zhang Han turned away her gaze.

"Just now, on the car,"

"I heard Chairman Yan Lie say it myself."

And,

Zhang Han paused, her tone turning serious.

"Yan Lie said,"

"He considers his own strength far inferior to Lin Mo's."

"If he continues to hold the chairman's position, it would be an insult to both himself and Lin Mo."

Therefore,

"He has decided to step down voluntarily."

"To hand over the chairman's position to Lin Mo."

"..."

After these words were spoken,

Zhao Peng froze again.

Fuck!

Chairman Yan Lie?!

The same Yan Lie who once defeated every council member single-handedly?

He actually admitted he's inferior to Lin Mo?

And he's willing to step aside and yield his position?

What the hell is going on?!

Zhao Peng felt his worldview crumbling.

Keep in mind

The cousin he'd always admired most, Fang Wen,

the cousin who, in his eyes, was invincible,

had once been defeated by Chairman Yan Lie!

If Yan Lie himself admits he's inferior to Lin Mo,

then what is Fang Wen?

Right now,

wouldn't Lin Mo become his cousin's superior?

Zhao Peng felt his vision go dark.

At that moment,

the door to the reception room was pushed open again from outside.

Heavy footsteps approached.

A muscular young man walked in.

His corded muscles flickered beneath his tight vest.

Zhao Peng sensed movement behind him, turned, and froze.

"Cousin!"

Fang Wen looked at Zhao Peng, his brow slightly furrowed.

"You're here?"

He glanced at the form on the desk.

"Fill out your information."

"Get your badge and leave quickly."

Fang Wen's tone was impatient.

He hadn't come here to deal with this worthless cousin.

Something far more important awaited him.

Hearing his cousin's cold words,

Zhao Peng edged closer to Fang Wen.

"Cousin!"

"Save me, cousin!"

Zhao Peng's face was pale with dread.

"I've gotten into big trouble!"

Fang Wen's brow tightened further.

"What happened?"

"Yelling like that."

"This is the Mage Association headquarters!"

"One of the nation's key power institutions! Who's going to eat you here?"

Fang Wen was clearly annoyed.

He'd never held much affection for this cousin.

Always idle, never doing anything meaningful, just parading around using his name to bully others.

"A grown man,"

"Crying like a baby—what's the point?!"

Fang Wen snapped sharply.

"Stand up straight!"

"Speak properly!"

Zhao Peng flinched under his cousin's rebuke.

His whole body trembled.

He straightened his posture.

"Cousin..."

"I... on the high-speed train to Tianshui City..."

"I... ran into Lin Mo..."

"And I didn't know he was Lin Mo..."

"I... showed off a little in front of him..."

By the end, Zhao Peng's voice was barely audible.

But Fang Wen still heard clearly.

Fang Wen's face darkened instantly.

"What did you do?"

Zhao Peng's legs went weak with fear, and he dared not hide a single detail.

He recounted how he had boasted on the high-speed train about his cousin's position as a director.

How he had patted his chest and promised to take care of Lin Mo.

How he had mocked Lin Mo for riding second-class.

He told it all, even the exact gesture of flicking his wrist to show off his luxury watch.

After hearing Zhao Peng's account,

Fang Wen's face darkened, growing blacker by the second.

The next moment,

he suddenly raised his hand and slapped Zhao Peng across the face!

"Slap!"

Five fingermarks appeared on Zhao Peng's cheek.

"You fucking idiot!"

Fang Wen cursed aloud.

"How the hell have I raised you?"

"When you go out, you keep a low profile!"

"And what do you do?"

"You use my name to show off everywhere?!"

Fang Wen wanted to strangle this useless fool right then and there.

"You showing off is bad enough—but you dared show off in front of Lin Mo? Do you even know what Lin Mo has done?"

"What the hell are you? Do you think you're worthy of giving him orders?"

Fang Wen grew angrier with every word.

He hated nothing more than these worthless trash who had no real ability, only the nerve to bully others with borrowed power!

Unfortunately,

this worthless fool was his own cousin.

Blood was thicker than water.

Zhao Peng clutched his cheek, tears streaming down his face.

"Th-this isn't my fault!"

"Who knew…"

"Who knew it would be such bad luck!"

"How could I possibly end up sitting across from Lin Mo on a damn second-class seat?!"

"He's such a big shot—why didn't he sit in first class…?"

Zhao Peng sniffled uncontrollably.

Looking at his cousin's face,

Fang Wen took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his rage.

"Enough. Stop crying!"

"If you cry again, get out!"

At those words,

Zhao Peng instantly clamped his mouth shut, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Since childhood, he'd been beaten by his cousin more times than he could count.

When his cousin beat someone, he did it for real—no half-measures!

Fang Wen snorted coldly.

"Relax."

"You won't die."

"Someone like Lin Mo—"

"His perspective has long since moved beyond petty trifles like this."

"If he truly wanted to punish you, you wouldn't have gotten to say a second word on that train."

Fang Wen glanced at Zhao Peng.

"You're not even worthy of his attention."

Hearing his cousin say that,

Zhao Peng finally felt the heavy stone in his chest lift.

"Phew…"

Zhao Peng raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, calming himself,

then suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, cousin."

"I just heard…"

"Chairman Yan Lie is stepping down."

"He's going to hand over the Youth Association chairmanship to Brother Lin Mo."

"Is this…"

"True?"