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

When the three words "Wugensheng" were lightly uttered from Lin Mo's mouth.

The relaxed atmosphere inside the SUV suddenly froze, as if a pause button had been pressed.

Feng Shayan unconsciously tightened her grip on the steering wheel.

Even Feng Yaya, who was originally leaning on the back of the passenger seat with an excited look on her face, stopped shaking her body, and the elation on her little face subsided a bit.

The carriage was so quiet that only the low hum of the engine and the sound of the wind rushing past the window could be heard.

"Rootless..."

Lu Linglong was the first to break the silence.

She took a soft breath, repeating the name in a low voice, her delicate brows furrowing slightly as she tried to search her memory.

"I think... I've heard my great-grandfather mention this name somewhere. But he didn't say much about it, only that the person was troublesome and strange."

Lin Mo leaned back in the comfortable back seat, tapping his phone case lightly with his fingertips.

He glanced at Lu Linglong, but he wasn't surprised.

The deep-seated blood feud between the Lu family and the Sanyi Sect is there for all to see. The Jia Shen Rebellion and the Thirty-Six Traitors are not just historical events for Lu Jin, but also old thorns stuck in his heart that hurt at the slightest touch.

"Although I have never heard of the name Wugensheng, I know a little about the Jia Shen Rebellion, the Eight Extraordinary Skills, the Thirty-Six Thieves... and I know that they are all related to the Quanxing Sect back then."

As Feng Shayan drove, she looked at the road ahead, her voice much more serious and cautious than usual.

"I just never expected that the Quanxing Sect leader who connected all these things was named Wugensheng."

As a core member of the World Society, she is far more sensitive to the unsavory past events in the world of supernatural beings than the average young person.

Feng Yaya blinked her big eyes, and after holding back for a long time, she couldn't help but lean forward, gripping the seat with her little hands, and asked questions with a look of curiosity on her face.

"And then what? What exactly did he do? Why would the leader of the Quanxing sect involve Zhang Chulan's grandfather, a direct disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion?"

Lin Mo adjusted to a comfortable sitting position, enjoying the "after-sales service" experience brought by the thousand yuan. His expression was not much of a ripple, as if he was just recounting an ordinary past event.

After all, the 1,000 yuan has already been received, and paid content needs to be delivered at a basic level.

"The fact that Wugensheng was recognized and elected as the leader by the lawless and wicked Quanxing sect in that chaotic era itself shows that he was an anomaly."

Feng Yaya tilted her head: "Isn't the Quanxing sect supposed to be all-powerful and independent? Why would they acknowledge a leader?"

That's why he's considered special.

Lin Mo's lips curled into a playful smile as his gaze swept across the rapidly receding neon lights outside the car window.

"The Quanxing group values ​​indulging in their desires and doesn't want to be controlled. But he gained everyone's approval not through physical force or by using rules to restrain them."

"It seems that no matter who he is facing, whether it is a charlatan on the street or an enemy of a prestigious sect, he will treat them with the utmost sincerity."

In his words, it's about "treating sincerity for sincerity." It's not something you can fake.

"As a result, he possessed a unique personal charm. This led many talented individuals from righteous sects at the time to admire him and even befriend him."

"And Zhang Huaiyi was the most outstanding one among them."

These words stunned the three girls in the car.

"That Wugensheng...does he really have that much charm?"

Lu Linglong subconsciously lowered her voice.

She had assumed that the cause of the Jia Shen Rebellion must have been a schemer or a madman, and found it hard to imagine that her great-grandfather's generation would become sworn brothers with a Quanxing sorcerer.

"Yes, more or less."

Lin Mo shrugged. "The thirty-five people who befriended Wu Gengsheng back then were all top-tier geniuses from various sects, or ruthless figures among rogue cultivators. Among them were those who wanted to kill him to make a name for themselves, those who wanted to use him, and even..."

Lin Mo paused for a moment, then gave Feng Yaya a strange look.

"There were also those who wanted to sleep with him and experience a different kind of romance. But in the end, all thirty-five of them willingly became sworn brothers with him."

"Pfft!" Feng Yaya choked on her own saliva and coughed repeatedly.

"Huh?!" Lu Linglong's cheeks flushed instantly, and she glared at Lin Mo in annoyance.

"Hey! Can you get down to business instead of suddenly veer off into weird stuff?"

Lin Mo said calmly and confidently, "This is also part of the character relationships."

"Having received a thousand yuan from the boss, the paid content must be truthful and complete, with no concealment whatsoever."

Lu Linglong was so angry she wanted to kick him, but there wasn't enough space in the car, so she could only cross her arms and let out a soft groan.

Feng Shayan didn't laugh; she carefully observed Lin Mo's expression through the rearview mirror.

For someone to be able to make people who want to kill him, use him, or even have such complicated thoughts willing to become sworn brothers is not just charisma, but extreme danger.

"Mr. Lin, judging from your tone, you seem to have a high opinion of this Wugensheng?"

Feng Shayan subtly probed, "You admire him quite a bit?"

Lu Linglong and the others also turned their heads to look.

Lin Mo's words were too calm; it didn't sound like he was talking about a villain.

"No, Miss Feng, you're mistaken."

Lin Mo met the probing eyes in the rearview mirror and immediately denied it.

The smile on his face faded, and he turned to look at the bustling night view of Tianjin outside the window, his voice becoming somber.

I don't like him.

"Huh? Why?" Feng Yaya asked, puzzled. "He sounded like a very sincere person, just wanting to make friends. Why did it turn into such a big mess?"

Lin Mo's gaze was deep as he turned away and swept his eyes over the three women's confused faces, his tone cold and stern, leaving no room for argument.

"Because in that era, the very existence of someone like him was a mistake."

"The circumstances at the time?" Lu Linglong repeated, sensing an inexplicable heaviness in her voice.

"Yes, the circumstances back then. Just think about it, what kind of world was that during the Jia Shen year?"

Lin Mo's voice wasn't loud, but every word struck like a hammer: "Internal and external troubles, loss of territory! Foreign enemies are pressing in, it's hard for ordinary people to survive, and no sect of supernatural beings can stand aside."

"The older generation has their own grudges, and the younger generation is competitive. But the various sects have finally reached a tacit understanding—to put aside their sectarian differences, stand on the same side, and fight against external enemies."

"This kind of tacit understanding is extremely difficult to achieve, because everyone knows how great the cost would be if things fell apart internally at this time."

Lin Mo's gaze was sharp as a knife as he calmly said, "But what is Wu Gengsheng's approach? It's to completely confuse the positions of good and evil!"

"The most outstanding genius disciple of the righteous sect went and became sworn brothers with the leader of the Quanxing demonic sect?"

"If word gets out, what will the other sects think? What will their elders think? What will those comrades fighting bloody battles on the front lines think?"

The carriage fell into complete silence.

Feng Shayan drove the car, her pretty face tense and her eyes sharp.

As the successor of the World Society, she has always been accustomed to viewing issues from the perspective of interests and understands the political implications better than anyone else.

Feng Yaya's face fell, and she lowered her head, no longer speaking.

She finally understood that "the freedom to make friends" is not so simple when the country is in crisis.

Lu Linglong even slowed her breathing, as if she were seeing a long-buried history that was far more cruel and bloody than she had imagined.

"That's why the entire world of supernatural beings later launched a fierce campaign to annihilate and hunt down the Thirty-Six Thieves."

Lin Mo lifted the final veil, "Aside from greed for the Eight Extraordinary Techniques—no one should think too highly of the older generation."

"More importantly, we must eliminate these destabilizing factors!"

"This is to re-establish the positions of all factions and prevent everyone from becoming disunited. For the sake of national crisis and the survival of the nation, sometimes we must use the most ruthless methods to tell the younger generation that there are certain lines that must never be crossed."

"Now think about Zhang Huaiyi again."

Lin Mo shrugged. "A direct disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion, possessing the secret thunder technique, and qualified to inherit the position of Celestial Master."

"How is the Celestial Master's Mansion supposed to handle this situation when someone like this goes and forms a sworn brotherhood with the Quanxing Sect?"

"Even if the old Celestial Master can forcibly protect him with his own prestige, it will undoubtedly make other sects feel that the Celestial Master's Mansion is ignoring the overall situation, dragging the reputation and good name of the Celestial Master's Mansion for generations into the quagmire, and even causing a complete shake-up of the credibility of the Zhengyi sect."

"Therefore, Zhang Huaiyi's only choice was to change his name to Zhang Xilin and flee for his life."

"If he doesn't run, the Celestial Master's Mansion will have to bear the brunt of the storm; if he runs, at least he can take some of the firepower with him."

"From this perspective, he is a smart man."

Upon hearing this, Lu Linglong pictured Zhang Chulan's furious expression, like a spring snapping out of a rage, in the woods.

Born with the debts left by the old era, they know nothing yet are constantly beaten.

Looking at it now, it's not so funny anymore.

The atmosphere was heavy and somewhat oppressive, but the next second, Lin Mo suddenly changed the subject, and that familiar money-grubbing smile reappeared on his face.

"That's why I say Zhang Chulan is undoubtedly the core star of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony!"

"Huh?" The three women were stunned at the same time, their faces full of question marks.

"The higher the risk, the higher the average order value!"

Lin Mo slapped his thigh confidently, "This kid is involved with the Celestial Master's Mansion, the Jia Shen case, the Eight Extraordinary Skills, and the Quanxing Sect."

"Anyone who touches him will get involved and will definitely be in a lot of trouble later."

"For such large clients, the potential business opportunities are countless, including security consulting, psychological counseling, crisis escort, and monthly treatment packages!"

"Lin Mo, you..."

Lu Linglong was just feeling overwhelmed by the weight of history.

Upon hearing this, my emotions completely collapsed.

She rubbed her forehead in exasperation, both angry and amused: "At a time like this, you're still thinking about traffic and average order value? You're hopeless!"

Feng Yaya blinked her big eyes and muttered softly, "But...it actually makes a lot of sense..."

Feng Shayan's lips curled up slightly.

She now fully understands why her father went to such lengths to befriend Lin Mo.

This person may seem obsessed with money, but his insight into the big picture of the times is more ruthless than many old foxes in the industry.

They don't easily take sides, but they can instantly grasp the core interests of each party.

The car was quiet for a while.

The streetlights outside the window swept by one by one, casting dim yellow light on the faces of the group.

Lu Linglong, processing the massive amount of information, suddenly turned to look at Lin Mo. Her eyes held an indescribable complexity as she asked an extremely unexpected hypothetical question.

"Lin Mo, if... if you were in that era, what would you have done?"

Feng Shayan subconsciously looked in the rearview mirror and saw that Feng Yaya had also raised her head.

They all wanted to know who this seemingly profit-driven, money-obsessed expert was, yet was personally acknowledged by the Ten Elders.

If you were really in that turbulent flood of a broken country, what would you choose?

Lin Mo remained silent for two seconds upon hearing this.

He then leaned back in his seat, a slightly lazy smile still playing on his lips.

But the smile looked chilling in the dim light inside the car.

The three women felt a sudden tightness in their hearts upon hearing this.

"I?"

"I will kill Wugensheng."

Lin Mo's tone was as calm as if he were checking an ordinary account, revealing absolute rationality and coldness.

"Whoever becomes his sworn brother, I will kill them."

"Whether it's the Eight Extraordinary Skills or top geniuses, at that time, anyone who dares to shake our common stance cannot be allowed to live."

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