Versatile Mage: Lord of Space

The flight was early the next morning. That evening, Lin Lan had just arrived at Mu Ningxue's room when she heard Guan Yu's voice.

“It will take us a few more days to travel to our next destination. I will try my best to persuade my grandfather during these days. What you lack is connections. I will let you join our family. I think they are actually very willing to cultivate a talented ice mage like you…” Guan Yu said.

Mu Ningxue's mind was not on Guan Yu's words at all, and she felt completely confused.

"I'll make a call first, I'll call right now, wait for my news." Guan Yu seemed very excited.

Not answering means you agree; girls are usually reserved and don't want to just say it directly.

Guan Yu turned around and opened the door, intending to run to make a phone call.

"good evening."

Lin Lan couldn't help but smile. Mo Fan had already stepped forward, yet Guan Yu still insisted on doing this. Lin Lan hadn't expected it. Perhaps Guan Yu thought her approach was better than Mo Fan's.

The key point is that Guan Yu really thought that his grandfather's intervention would move Mu Ningxue, which is far inferior to Mo Fan's.

"Hahaha, I'm leaving now." Guan Yu looked embarrassed and fled as fast as he could.

"After we return to China, come with me to resolve the Drowning Curse, and then come back to fight our way back. Actually, you don't need to worry too much about the influence of the ancient capital on you. If I or Mo Fan take you there, you'll find that the people there treat us like heroes, so you don't need to feel too guilty." Lin Lan turned to Mu Ningxue and said.

"You rescued Gudu?" Mu Ningxue knew what she should do, but her expression changed when Lin Lan said that.

“That’s right, so if anyone says you’re from the Black Sect, the moment I bring Mo Fan out, the people of the ancient capital can drown it in their spittle,” Lin Lan said.

“If what you said is true, then you guys are amazing… I still want to prove it myself, that Mo Fan and I will come back.” Mu Ningxue’s eyes lit up; she had recently learned quite a bit about the Drowning Curse.

By breaking the Drowning Curse and building a reputation, I can showcase my strength within the National Team and, in this way, surely make it back to the National Team as a full-fledged member.

"Zhao Manyan is treating us to dinner tonight, want to have some drinks? Oh, by the way, it seems Guan Yu went to make a phone call," Lin Lan asked.

"I'll explain things to Guan Yu and then I'll go."

"That's fine."

……

Early in the morning, cold rain fell, and the figures of the eight people became increasingly blurred in the rain. Only Mo Fan's voice teasing Mu Ningxue could be heard clearly. What was most unacceptable was that Mu Ningxue responded to this little rascal's teasing.

The fish's teeth were chattering, and it looked like it was about to explode.

"What's there to be angry about?" Jiang Shaoxu's voice came from behind.

"What's it to you!" Guan Yu retorted angrily.

"Then Mu Ningxue is no longer relevant to you. Others like Mo Fan dared to throw away this world-renowned title and become a caretaker of the museum with her. All you dare to do is stand here in a huff and get angry," Jiang Shaoxu said sarcastically.

"You..." Guan Yu wanted to retort, but suddenly realized that she really couldn't say a word.

Do I dare to do it?

I wouldn't dare; I've never even entertained that thought.

After speaking with his great-grandfather, he didn't dare to argue back. Having lived under the old man's tyranny since childhood, he had lost the ability to reason with him and knew that he had offended him, and all his so-called glory would be completely lost.

Mo Fan dared to do it; he was ready to leave at any moment. He would accompany Mu Ningxue on her incredibly difficult journey.

Guan Yu wasn't stupid; he understood that even Mu Ningxue's coldest heart would eventually be moved by someone like him.

But what Guan Yu wants most now is to become a top expert in the National Government like Lin Lan.

There's a saying that goes, "Strength and background give absolute power." They can leave whenever they want, even wielding special privileges, and their mentors will take extra care of them. If Lin Lan wanted, countless female team members in the National Academy would be vying for her attention.

You could tell from the way most of the female team members looked at Lin Lan when they were together.

Women are naturally drawn to strength; they admire, respect, and are moved by it.

Unfortunately, these thoughts were just that—thoughts—in Guan Yu's mind.

“With them gone for a while, I feel that even if the entire team is at a high level, their strength has dropped significantly,” Jiang Yu said.

“There are indeed dangers during the training, but there’s no need to worry too much. I just didn’t expect Lin Lan to leave for a while, and Mu Ningxue was the one who was eliminated. Mo Fan also went back with her…” Nan Jue couldn’t help but sigh.

"There are still people like this in this world..." Nan Rongni glanced in the direction they left and muttered to herself.

True love!

Zhao Manyan was already in tears; he had been drinking all night and had been crying all night.

He always considered himself a seasoned player in the dating scene, a master of romantic gestures and all sorts of romantic and touching methods, but compared to Mo Fan's behavior, he was utterly pathetic!
Anyway, Zhao Manyan would never do something like that in his entire life!
……

A pot of clear tea, two earthenware cups, a bamboo grove...

The backyard of the Lingyin Tribunal is always filled with an elegant atmosphere that is completely different from the bustling city.

Tang Zhong poured tea from the teapot. The amber-colored tea filled the cup to about seven-tenths full, reflecting the long black beard and waist-length hair of the man opposite him, as well as his handsome face, which, though weathered, remained dashing.

"Lin Lan has finished speaking. Speaking of that kid Mo Fan," Tang Zhong smiled and pushed the teacup towards him, "that stubborn old man Feng Li has never been one to show any compassion. What method did you use to get him to make an exception and join the team directly?"

“Don’t mention it,” the black-bearded man paused slightly as he picked up his teacup. “It hurts my heart whenever I think about it.”

"What could possibly make you feel sorry for it? It must be some rare treasure, right?" Tang Zhong raised an eyebrow and pressed on.

"Isn't that right?" The black-bearded man shook his head with a wry smile. "I'm not even this generous to my own daughter. That item was given away in the blink of an eye. I just hope this kid won't let my feelings go to waste. Drink some tea, drink some tea, let's not talk about it anymore. I just want some peace and quiet today."

Just as Tang Zhong was about to ask for more details, his phone, which was on the stone table, suddenly vibrated. He glanced at the message on the screen, and his expression became incredibly varied, ranging from astonishment and confusion to surprise, before finally settling on a subtle sense of awkwardness.

"What happened?" The black-bearded man sensed something was wrong.

"Well... Lin Lan returning to China is fine, but Mo Fan... he... he left the team." Tang Zhong carefully chose his words.

"What?!" The black-bearded man suddenly stood up, slamming his teacup on the stone table. "Who dares to do this?"

He withdrew from the agreement himself.

The air seemed to freeze. The black-bearded man's hand hung in mid-air, his knuckles making a slight cracking sound.

"What exactly is the treasure you gave him?" Tang Zhong asked cautiously.

The black-bearded man's facial muscles twitched, and he suddenly took a deep breath: "No need to say anything more."

"Should we see Mo Fan?"

"No need!" the black-bearded man spat out through clenched teeth, a faint tearing sound coming from his sleeve. "I'm afraid if I see him... I won't be able to resist tearing him to shreds!"

"Now that Lin Lan is back, you should at least go and see her."

"Well, I'll leave first."

(End of this chapter)