Chapter 65: Chapter 63: Not Falling for That
Mo Lin still hadn’t made a move, but the situation was already overwhelming.
People without Contract Ghosts are just ordinary people.
At this moment, Yuan Cao’s group was no different from ordinary people.
What can a group of ordinary people use to fight against Mo Lin?
Mo Lin glanced at these Contract Ghosts in front of him, their levels were all very low.
Even though they weren’t of much use, they could be taken in.
"Are there any ghosts willing to follow me?" Mo Lin asked this group of ghosts in front of him.
"Master, I am willing to follow you."
"Master, I await your commands."
"Master, I am also willing to follow you."
A dozen ghosts scrambled to be the first to follow Mo Lin.
A stable career...
Which ghost wouldn’t want that?
Who wouldn’t want a stable job?
In the eyes of these ghosts, Mo Lin represented that stable job.
Even the Ghost Realm and Naihe Bridge must acknowledge his status as part of the Yin Department.
Mo Lin was a legitimate member of the Yin Department.
A bona fide official position.
Not only are they willing to follow Mo Lin, they would even be happy to be his dogs.
Feng Mingyu was stunned.
This group of ghosts was absolutely mute and aloof in front of Yuan Cao’s group.
As if saying a word would cost them their lifespan.
But when it came to Mo Lin, they all turned into bootlickers.
Do ghosts even have bootlickers?
Do ghosts have such a talkative side?
Feng Mingyu could hardly bear to watch.
This group of ghosts was bootlicking too hard.
With just one sentence from Mo Lin, this group of ghosts wanted to be his dogs.
Absolutely insane.
This isn’t scientific...
"Alright, I’ll take you in." Mo Lin said helplessly.
Having a few more ghosts to raise was nothing, just meant spending a bit more Netherworld Currency.
Mo Lin extended his hand, revealing the black ring on his finger.
These dozen ghosts now all entered the ring.
"Why do I feel like you’re a little reluctant?"
Mo Lin collected a dozen ghosts without any expression of joy, even seeming a bit unwilling.
Disdain?
If this happened to someone else, they’d be overjoyed.
Definitely too happy to sleep.
What’s with Mo Lin’s look of disdain?
Looking down on them?
No... Feng Mingyu suddenly realized something very important.
Why could Mo Lin take in so many ghosts?
Normal people only have one Contract Ghost, at most two.
Mo Lin casually took in a dozen Contract Ghosts, isn’t that a bit exaggerated?
Is this the gap between people?
What did these ghosts see in Mo Lin?
So willing to throw themselves into his arms?
Jealous!
Feng Mingyu admitted, she was jealous.
Jealous that Mo Lin, by simply waving his hand, had a dozen ghosts willing to follow him.
Science couldn’t explain everything before her eyes, only mysticism could.
Having collected these ghosts, it was time to deal with business.
Deal with Yuan Cao’s group.
Seeing Mo Lin walk towards him, Yuan Cao turned pale with fright.
The more arrogant he was just now, the more cowardly he was now.
Mo Lin’s methods surpassed Yuan Cao’s understanding.
Mo Lin slowly walked forward.
To Yuan Cao, at this moment, he was as terrifying as the Death God.
Even more terrifying than the Death God.
"I’m sorry.." Yuan Cao hadn’t even finished apologizing.
Mo Lin slapped Yuan Cao hard across the face, causing his cheek to bleed and a tooth to fall out.
Mo Lin’s slap was heavy-handed.
For someone like Yuan Cao who bullies the weak and fears the strong, there’s no need to show mercy.
As for Yuan Cao’s apology, Mo Lin couldn’t be bothered to acknowledge it.
Too insincere.
If he couldn’t win, he’d apologize, if he could, he’d kill Mo Lin.
What’s the point of this kind of apology?
The group Yuan Cao called over were now all dispirited, none dared to step forward and interfere, fearing they’d be implicated.
"Slap!"
Mo Lin slapped the man in black on the side, scolding, "What are you looking at?"
The man in black hastily lowered his head to avoid eye contact.
In Mo Lin’s current state, even a dog would get slapped.
Mo Lin stepped forward and slowly untied the ropes binding Liu Feng, then comforted him, "I will thoroughly resolve today’s matters."
"Thank you... really, thank you." Liu Feng was genuinely grateful to Mo Lin.
If Mo Lin hadn’t shown up, he would’ve died.
And in a very miserable way.
Seeing Liu Feng’s near-collapse, Mo Lin reassured him again, "I will properly resolve this matter."
Just like the words Yuan Cao said before.
Someone must die to solve this matter.
Just as Mo Lin was about to make his next move, something unexpected happened.
A young man in a short-sleeved shirt slowly walked over.
"Brother, have mercy." The young man slowly said to Mo Lin.
To Yuan Cao, it was as if he’d seen a lifeline, rushing to the young man’s side.
"Ling, save me, save me." Yuan Cao spoke out.
Ling Cai signaled Yuan Cao not to speak, giving him a look.
Yuan Cao understood immediately, standing silently behind Ling Cai.
The sudden appearance of someone meddling made Mo Lin very uncomfortable.
"You’ve already hit people, and Yuan Cao apologized to you, the matter is over." Ling Cai spoke to Mo Lin again.
This sentence made Mo Lin particularly uncomfortable.
What do you mean by the matter is resolved?
Yuan Cao had murderous intent just now.
If it weren’t for Mo Lin being stronger, Mo Lin and Liu Feng wouldn’t see the light of another day.
If they let Yuan Cao go, it would be like planting a tumor, one that would harass them from time to time.
Wouldn’t that be self-torture?
"Who are you?" Mo Lin was very puzzled about who this meddlesome person was.
"My name is Ling Cai, I’m from the Purple Dragon Association." Ling Cai proactively revealed his identity, hoping Mo Lin would show some respect upon hearing he was from the Purple Dragon Association.
"Scram..." Mo Lin coldly spat out a word.
Ling Cai was stunned for a moment, not expecting Mo Lin to have such a short temper, and he said again, "Brother, spare those who admit defeat. Is your relentless pursuit not too excessive?"
"Showing off your brains? Or showing off your superiority?"
"Or maybe showing off your noble character?"
Mo Lin felt very displeased, and said to Ling Cai again, "You kneel and apologize in his place, and slap yourself in the face ten times, only then will I consider letting him go."
Ling Cai instantly got angry, pointing at Mo Lin’s face and shouting, "Don’t go too far."
"Well now... you’re angry just at being asked to apologize on your knees?"
Mo Lin sneered, "Do you think I will let him go just because you said so? Do you think it’s possible?"
"Are you worthy?"
Generosity with others’ sacrifices?
Disgusting Mo Lin?
Jokes aside.
Sorry, Mo Lin doesn’t buy it.
Ling Cai’s face turned red with anger, "You really don’t know how to appreciate favors."
"Move aside." Mo Lin didn’t want to waste words with Ling Cai anymore.
As he spoke, Mo Lin pushed Ling Cai aside with a backhand.
Ling Cai, unwilling to give up, prepared to argue with Mo Lin.
"If you dare say one more word I’ll kill you."
"You..."
Ling Cai was about to say something, but then felt a chill on his neck.
This chill penetrated his body.
Ling Cai didn’t dare to turn his head.
He felt a ghost’s hand around his throat.
If he dared to turn his head, or make any unnecessary movements, he would really die.
Ling Cai’s neck began to bleed.
"I’m sorry, I’ll leave right away." Ling Cai chickened out.
Although his relationship with Yuan Cao was good, it was only considered good at best.
The two weren’t even really friends.