One person: Lu family bodyguard, who shattered Longhu Mountain with a single palm strike.

In the living room, tea had just been served.

The lingering echo of Feng Baobao's line, "One slap could chop me in half," hadn't even faded when the air became a bit tense.

Xu Xiang coughed lightly, breaking the silence first.

"Mr. Lu, this girl in my company doesn't think before she speaks, please don't take it to heart."

After speaking, he picked up his teacup and glanced casually at Lin Mo, who was standing behind Lu Linglong.

"However, to earn such a high evaluation from her... your new bodyguard is indeed no ordinary person."

His words carried a hint of probing.

Someone who could make Feng Baobao feel threatened could not possibly be an unknown person.

Lu Jin picked up the teacup and slowly took a sip.

"Mr. Xu, you're overthinking it."

"Lin Mo is just an ordinary undergraduate student enrolled through the national unified entrance examination. Just a few days ago, he was worried about the 500 yuan rent and was almost kicked out by the landlord to sleep under a bridge."

Xu Xiang's lips twitched.

Lu Jin put down her teacup and glanced at Lin Mo.

"As for his skills, I asked him about them. He only said that he had no master."

"Believe it or not, it's up to you. Anyway, I've lived to be this old and seen plenty of strange things."

"Not having a master doesn't mean there's no lineage; you understand that better than I do."

Xu Xiang fell silent.

No master?

How could a poor college graduate with no mentor develop skills that would make Feng Baobao's scalp tingle?

Even ghosts wouldn't believe that if you told them that.

But it was clear that nothing else could be gotten out of Lu Jin.

Old fox.

Xu Xiang put the teacup back on the table, his smile returning, and turned away.

"Since Brother Lin is a highly skilled expert hired by the Lu family at a high salary, his abilities must be extraordinary."

"As is customary, the company conducts a risk assessment for any newly emerging powerful individuals; it's just a formality."

He glanced at Feng Baobao, then looked at Lin Mo.

"How about we take this opportunity to have one of my men spar with you?"

The plan was crystal clear—as soon as the two clashed, Lin Mo would have to use his Qi and techniques. His approach would be immediately obvious.

However, Lin Mo's expression didn't change at all after hearing these words.

He even naturally took half a step back behind Lu Linglong and gestured with his chin towards Lu Jin.

"Mr. Xu, you'll have to ask my boss about this."

"My work schedule is managed by the client."

The tone was even more casual than when refusing a food delivery sales pitch.

Xu Xiang was stunned for a moment.

Having been the head of the North China region for so many years, what kind of masters from various sects and family secrets haven't he seen?

But Lin Mo, who always talks like a client and contractor, is someone he's never met before.

This kid really doesn't want to fight.

Xu Xiang could only look at Lu Jin.

"Mr. Lu, this..."

Lu Jin rubbed his temples.

He knew Xu Xiang's personality all too well. If he didn't let the old guy test something out today, he would definitely keep an eye on Lin Mo in the future, and that would be troublesome.

Lu Jin sighed, looked at Lin Mo, and spoke with practiced ease.

"Calculate overtime pay."

"Ten thousand."

The voice just fell.

Lin Mo immediately pulled his foot back, which had been stepping backward.

He casually straightened his collar, his cold expression instantly transforming into a standard service smile.

"The boss is generous."

Then he took a step forward and stood in front of Xu Xiang, his attitude becoming as enthusiastic as if he were a completely different person.

"Mr. Xu, you're too kind. It's my honor to have the opportunity to exchange ideas with people from the company."

"The boss has approved the overtime, and I can start anytime."

"Excuse me, where can I get it done?"

Xu Xiang's lips twitched as he watched Lin Mo's smooth and effortless change of expression.

One second it was "under the control of Party A".

The next second I heard "ten thousand yuan," and I immediately went into service mode.

Lu Linglong rolled her eyes.

She was used to it long ago.

Don't talk to Lin Mo about anything.

Talking about money is the fastest way.

……

The group moved to the training ground in the backyard.

Lin Mo and Feng Baobao stood in the center of the lawn, five meters apart.

Feng Baobao still had that blank expression, her hands in her pockets, tilting her head and staring at Lin Mo for a few seconds.

He suddenly spoke.

"If you don't hold back, will I die?"

Lin Mo paused for a moment, then smiled.

"Miss Feng, it's just a friendly spar. I don't know anything about it."

Feng Baobao nodded, seemingly satisfied with the answer.

"Okay. Then I won't hold back."

The next second, she stomped her foot hard.

He moved like a shadow, rushing directly in front of Lin Mo.

There were no fancy opening moves, no unnecessary probing.

A punch aimed straight at his face.

The speed was extremely fast, and the wind from the punch made the air hum.

Lin Mo didn't retaliate.

The opponent's speed, strength, attack rhythm, and Xu Xiang's psychological endurance all need to be understood first.

Just as Feng Baobao's fist was about to hit his nose, Lin Mo's neck tilted back two centimeters.

The fist grazed the tip of his nose.

Feng Baobao didn't stop.

After missing his punch, a low sweeping kick followed up with a strike to Lin Mo's ankle.

Lin Mo lightly tapped his foot, his body gliding smoothly half a meter away, just avoiding the attack.

Feng Baobao continued her offensive.

With a sweeping elbow strike, Lin Mo twisted his waist, and the elbow gust slid past his chest.

With a knee striking his ribs, Lin Mo turned halfway to the side, his knee narrowly missing him by a hair's breadth.

With a backhand swipe, he aimed straight for Lin Mo's face. Lin Mo took a step back—his hand was still in his pocket.

There are no fixed patterns; they attack purely out of animalistic instinct. Every strike is swift, direct, and decisive.

But Lin Mo was even more decisive than her.

Every time, it's just a tiny bit off.

That tiny distance seemed to have been measured in advance.

The more Feng Baobao hit, the quieter she became.

She wasn't annoyed, but her gaze grew increasingly serious.

This person is strange.

It's right in front of me.

But every time we were about to touch, he would slip away like water.

Beside the martial arts training ground.

Lu Lin's lips twitched as she watched.

When Lin Mo kicked him away during the day, he thought it was just a difference in strength. Now he realizes that this guy's movement technique is equally outrageous.

Lu Linglong stared at it for a long time, then couldn't help but mutter to herself.

"Isn't he just walking his dog instead of sparring?"

Lu Jin's eyelids twitched.

That's an unpleasant way to put it, but it does sound somewhat like it.

Xu Xiang's expression changed from calm at first to gradually becoming serious.

He knew Feng Baobao's close-combat abilities better than anyone else—they were unpredictable, and because they were unpredictable, they were almost impossible to anticipate.

But Lin Mo always managed to avoid it perfectly.

What alarmed him even more was that Lin Mo had almost no noticeable Qi fluctuations. There was no protective true Qi, and no aura of cultivation techniques.

It's like playing with her simply by relying on your steps and reactions.

Xu Xiang quickly weighed the options in his mind.

The baby's intuition has never been wrong. But intuition alone cannot be included in a report.

He needed to see Lin Mo make a move with his own eyes—even just one move—so he could determine what kind of person he was.

Moreover, the baby has a special constitution, so even if he is hit hard, his life will not be in danger.

The risks are manageable.

After a moment of contemplation, Xu Xiang shouted onto the field:

"Brother Lin!"

"What kind of sparring is it if you just keep avoiding it?"

"Since you took the money and agreed, then show us some real skills."

"Just touch on it enough, no need to hold back."

"If there was any bump or scratch, the company will not pursue the matter!"

Lin Mo stopped in his tracks.

Feng Baobao also stopped and tilted her head to look at him.

Lin Mo turned to look at Xu Xiang and asked very seriously.

"Mr. Xu, are you sure?"

"If there was any damage, will you not pursue it?"

"You don't have to pay for medical expenses if you break something?"

Xu Xiang was silent for a moment.

Then, forcing a smile, I nodded.

"Confirmed. The company won't cause you any trouble."

Lin Mo then turned to look at Lu Jin.

"Boss, this was requested by General Manager Xu himself."

"If there is any damage, will it conflict with my 10,000 yuan overtime pay?"

Lu Jin's eyelids twitched. "Sparring is fine, but don't go overboard."

Lin Mo nodded and said knowingly, "Understood, keep it within the scope of work-related injuries."

Lu Jin's lips twitched, and she reminded him, "...You'd better really understand."

This has been confirmed by both parties.

Lin Mo silently approved of this conversation.

it is good.

The disclaimer is now in effect.

Formal service process begins.

The atmosphere in the room changed abruptly.

Feng Baobao's eyes narrowed, and her Qi suddenly erupted.

She was much faster than before, her whole body turning into a blur as she rushed in front of Lin Mo in the blink of an eye.

He slapped his chest with one hand.

This time, Lin Mo did not back down.

He stood firmly on his feet and slowly raised his right hand.

A layer of bluish-black luster, like cast iron, slowly emerged in the palm of his hand.

True Qi and internal energy surged within the meridians.

Lin Mo only released a tiny bit.

There's no way around it; any more and it won't be a friendly exchange anymore.

There was no flashy opening move, no burst of Qi flames.

He simply pushed out a palm strike in an unremarkable manner.

Like casually pushing open a door.

But the instant the palm left the body, the bluish-black layer suddenly deepened. The air emitted a muffled sound—not the sound of wind, but the mournful cry of the air itself compressed by this palm strike.

Iron Palm Kung Fu.

boom--! ! !

The two palms collided.

A dull blast of air exploded, causing the surrounding grass to flip outwards in a circle.

Feng Baobao's pupils constricted slightly.

She felt as if she had bumped into a wall made of steel.

The extremely powerful force pressed down on her palm, and the protective Qi on her arm was shattered layer by layer like paper.

next second.

Feng Baobao slid backward for more than ten meters.

His heels plowed two deep furrows into the lawn.

In the end, she couldn't keep her balance and fell to the ground.

A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of her mouth, her right arm hung limply at her side, and her fingertips were still numb.

The training ground fell silent instantly.

Xu Xiang's expression changed drastically, and he rushed over.

"Baby!"

Feng Baobao looked down at her right hand.

She then looked up at Lin Mo, who was standing motionless in the center of the field.

Her expression remained blank, but her tone was very serious.

"Oh ho."

"I knew it!"

"You could really chop me in half with one slap."

Xu Xiang's face turned green upon hearing this.

The walnut in Lu Jin's hand cracked with a "crack." He stared at Lin Mo's arm as he withdrew his hand—the arm remained completely still, without even a recoil.

Lu Lin subconsciously took half a step back. He now completely understood that the kick he received that day was really just a fraction of what this guy used.

Lu Linglong opened her mouth, turned her little head for a while, and finally blurted out:

"I'll give him 30,000 yuan every month?"

Lin Mo stood still and slowly withdrew his right palm.

The bluish-black layer on his palm quickly disappeared.

He glanced at Feng Baobao sitting on the ground, his tone calm.

"Don't worry, I'm holding back."

"At most, your hand will feel numb for a while, it's nothing serious."

After speaking, he lowered his head and straightened his slightly wrinkled white shirt.

She turned to look at Lu Jin.

His face once again wore that flawless working-class smile.

"Elder Lu, the sparring session is over."

He paused for a moment, his expression very serious.

"There's something I need to confirm beforehand—"

"Regarding the force of that palm strike, if the company has any objections later, should it be attributed to the Lu family or the company?"

"Because the contract only mentioned 'security services' and didn't include 'external sparring'."

"I suggest adding an attachment to avoid future disputes."

The walnut in Lu Jin's hand was completely crushed.

"...Here's ten thousand yuan, shut up."

Lin Mo's eyes lit up, and his face lit up with joy: "Understood! Elder Lu is wise! Elder Lu is immortal!"

……