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

In the early morning in Biyou Village, the mountain mist had not yet dissipated.

When Lin Mo came out of the wooden house, Lu Linglong was already waiting outside the courtyard.

She changed into a light-colored tracksuit and was carrying two empty lunchboxes. When she saw Lin Mo appear, she immediately raised her hand to greet him.

"Lin Mo, what are we having for dinner today?"

"Go find Village Chief Ma."

Lin Mo stretched, took her hand, and walked towards Ma Xianhong's residence.

The three years of pure cultivation he gained from clocking out at 5 PM yesterday have already been integrated into his Heavenly Extreme True Qi.

Including the power he had accumulated before, the total amount of true energy in his body had reached 208 years.

Of course, at Lin Mo's level, simply using years to measure strength is no longer accurate.

His realm has already reached the pinnacle of this world; shattering the void is merely a thought away for him.

However, as long as he doesn't actively strive for a higher realm and only increases his true energy accumulation, he can still continue to grow stronger.

It's like a tall building that's already topped out; you can't build anything higher, but you can keep reinforcing the foundation.

"Ding, check-in successful."

At exactly nine o'clock, a system notification sounded in my mind.

Lin Mo continued walking, leading Lu Linglong as he pushed open the gate to Ma Xianhong's courtyard.

In the courtyard, Ma Xianhong had just picked up his bowl when he saw the two people come in. His wrist trembled, and he almost dropped his chopsticks into the porridge.

He didn't sleep a wink last night.

It wasn't because of worry about the company, nor because of the news brought back by Qiu Rang and the others, but because of Lin Mo.

After that battle, most of the magical artifacts he had painstakingly crafted were destroyed.

The Three Treasures Pearl, the Black Armor, and the Devouring Beast were almost all rendered unusable.

He worked all night but only managed to repair one magical artifact.

As for its power, it still needs to be nurtured again.

"Mr. Lin, Ms. Lu," Ma Xianhong forced a smile, "I'll have breakfast delivered to you, you don't need to come in person."

"Hey, Village Chief Ma, we're all friends, there's no need to be so formal."

Lin Mo pulled out a chair and sat down, casually picking up a steamed bun from the table.

Ma Xianhong watched his natural movements, as if he were returning to his own home, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Who are your friends?

They beat up the entire village the moment they met and destroyed so many of my magical artifacts. Now we've become quite familiar with each other.

He only dared to say these words in his heart.

Lu Linglong sat down next to Lin Mo, picked up a bowl of soy milk, and took small sips.

"Village Chief Ma, please don't be so polite." Lin Mo took a bite of his steamed bun. "Sit down and eat."

"I'm already seated."

"Then eat more. You worked hard repairing the magical artifacts last night."

Ma Xianhong's finger stopped in mid-air.

He looked up at Lin Mo, his expression changing several times, before finally putting down his chopsticks.

"By the way, there's something I'd like to discuss with you."

"you say."

"Could you please inform the company?"

Ma Xianhong considered for a moment before continuing, "We're not protecting Chen Duo anymore. Take her away, and the company shouldn't cause any more trouble in Biyou Village. Let's all go our separate ways, okay?"

He spoke very politely.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, he felt as if a stone was stuck in his chest.

Last night, Qiu Rang, Ding Zihuan, and Zhong Xiaolong went out to arrest Mei Jinfeng and ran into the company's team on the way.

The two sides failed to reach an agreement and resorted to violence.

Biyou Village suffered some losses.

Qiu Rang's gilded Ruyi was destroyed by Lin Mo in one glance. If he hadn't kept a spare magic weapon, he might not have been able to return.

Ma Xianhong used to be unafraid of trouble.

He felt that as long as what he was doing was right, even if the company came knocking, he could lead the villagers to stand their ground.

But Chen Duo's words from yesterday kept replaying in his mind.

"I never asked for asylum; I only came because I had nowhere else to go."

That sentence is like a thorn; it hurts when you touch it.

He suddenly realized that what he called protection might not be the future Chen Duo wanted.

If that's the case, why drag the entire Biyou Village into even bigger trouble just because of a choice you imposed on yourself?

"I told you before." Lin Mo put down the steamed bun, took out a tissue to wipe his hands, "I was hired by Liao Zhong to take Chen Duo away."

Ma Xianhong blinked.

"How is this any different from a company?"

"Of course there's a difference." Lin Mo looked at him. "Private commissions and company actions are not the same thing. If you want the company to stop its actions, you'll have to talk to Chairman Zhao yourself."

The smile on Ma Xianhong's face slowly disappeared.

"Aren't you someone who knows everything?"

"Why should my bodyguard, who earns 100,000 a month, work for the company for free?"

Lu Linglong almost choked on her soy milk and quickly turned her face away and coughed twice.

Ma Xianhong remained silent for a moment, then picked up the bowl of porridge and took a sip.

"All right."

The problem wasn't solved; instead, it was pushed back into his own hands.

He wanted to say a few more words, but seeing Lin Mo's casual demeanor, he swallowed his words.

This person didn't care at all whether Biyou Village would be besieged or wiped out.

He'll do things for whoever pays him.

"However, Village Chief Ma," Lin Mo suddenly spoke up, "would you be interested in working for me?"

Ma Xianhong looked up, seemingly not understanding.

"Work with you?"

"Yes." Lin Mo nodded. "I personally think highly of you. You can forge weapons, and you're not bad-witted either. Working for me won't be a waste of your talent."

Ma Xianhong put down the bowl, his expression slowly becoming serious.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I haven't decided yet."

"Then why did you recruit me?"

"Recruit the people first, and arrange the work later."

Ma Xianhong was stunned for a moment.

Lu Linglong raised her hand to cover her mouth, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Lin Mo, however, showed no sign of joking.

"The salary is 10,000 yuan a month, and I'll pay for your social insurance and housing fund." Lin Mo held up one finger. "If you refine something good, there will be additional bonuses."

"Ten thousand a month?"

Ma Xianhong frowned.

For an ordinary person, this would be a considerable income, but for him, money has never been the most important thing.

"Mr. Lin, thank you for your kind offer," he said earnestly, "but I have no intention of becoming someone else's subordinate."

Don't rush to refuse.

Lin Mo picked up another steamed bun and chewed it slowly.

Looking at him, Ma Xianhong felt that old wariness resurface.

This person wouldn't recruit me for no reason.

Sure enough, the next moment, Lin Mo said, "What if I could help you find your family?"

Ma Xianhong's chopsticks fell onto the table.

The crisp sound startled Lu Linglong, who was standing next to her, and she looked up as well.

"What did you say?"

"Haven't you been unable to find your family?" Lin Mo asked casually. "I'll help you look, and you do the work for me, how about that?"

Ma Xianhong's breathing became erratic.

family.

These are the two words he least wants to touch upon, yet he can never let go of.

Over the years, he has been researching the Body Refinement Furnace in an attempt to regain his lost memories.

It still didn't work after many attempts.

If it weren't for his older sister Qu Tong constantly comforting him, he probably would have already gone to look for her.

However, Ma Xianhong knew that his sister would help him find his family.

But Lin Mo actually said he could help me find it?

"Can you help me find my family?"

Ma Xianhong's voice was somewhat hoarse.

"able."

"How do I find it?"

"Linglong is a member of the Lu family."

Lin Mo pointed to Lu Linglong beside him.

Lu Linglong put down her soy milk and earnestly continued, "My Lu family has some connections in the world of supernatural beings, so finding someone shouldn't be difficult. As long as you can provide some clues, we can investigate slowly."

"And Feng Zhenghao of the World Society."

Lin Mo continued, "I know him too. With the financial resources and power of the Tianxia Group, finding someone is not a difficult task."

Ma Xianhong's mouth opened slightly.

These things were like an insurmountable mountain in his eyes.

But for Lin Mo, it was like a trivial matter that he casually arranged after finishing his meal.

"Besides, Liao Zhong invited me here, so he owes me a favor."

Lin Mo said, "He's the head of the South China region and can mobilize the intelligence resources of Na Du Tong. As long as I ask, he can help you find the person, and the efficiency won't be low."

Ma Xianhong looked down at the porridge on the table.

The porridge had cooled down to half its original temperature.

He couldn't drink another drop.

That wish, hidden in my heart for many years, was suddenly brought to the forefront.

It was so close that he dared not reach out.

"You want to use this to get me to do things for you?"

"It's not appropriate to say 'exchange,'" Lin Mo corrected. "This is cooperation."

Ma Xianhong looked up at him.

"What's the difference?"

"Exchange" means I'm using gifts to force you to agree. "Cooperation" means you're willing to work with me, and I'll help you solve your problems.

Lin Mo leaned back in his chair, looking relaxed.

"Of course, you can refuse. I can still help you ask around about your family, but you'll have to bear the burden of that favor yourself."

Ma Xianhong placed his palms on his knees and slowly closed them.

He really wanted to agree.

If I agree, the problem that has troubled me for so many years may soon be resolved.

But another thought immediately popped into my head.

What if you find your family, but still can't remember them?

What if those people simply don't want to acknowledge him?

What he wanted was never just an address.

What he wants is a complete past.

"No."

Ma Xianhong closed his eyes and finally shook his head.

"It's not that I don't want to find them, but that I'm missing a part of my memory. Unless I regain my memories, even if I see my family again, it won't be complete."

Lu Linglong looked at him, her fingers gently stroking the rim of the bowl.

At that moment, she saw an unusual vulnerability on the face of this village chief.

This village chief, who dared to lead a group of people against the company, actually hesitated for so long because of a vague word like "home".

"I can help you with your memory issues too."

Lin Mo's words made Ma Xianhong suddenly look up.

"What!?"

"Can you help me regain my memories?"

"I know how you lost your memory."

Lin Mo picked up the teacup on the table and gently blew away the steam from the water.

"I also know how to get it back."

Ma Xianhong's chest heaved slightly.

He tried to stand up, but his legs felt like they were nailed to the chair.

"What exactly do you know?"

Ma Xianhong stared intently at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo did not answer immediately.

He knew about Ma Xianhong's background and the shadow behind that memory.

"I'll tell you once you agree to work for me."

Ma Xianhong's Adam's apple bobbed.

"If I agree, will you really help me?"

"What I say, I always keep."

"You said yesterday that you were only coming to take Chen Duo away."

"yes."

Lin Mo nodded and smiled, "It wouldn't be a problem to pick up a weapon refiner along the way."

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