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

Lu Linglong's somewhat bewildered "Ah" still echoed in the hall.

Lin Mo turned around, looking at the two mangled halves of the body on the ground, his tone somewhat innocent.

"Oh, really? Then I'll add a second confirmation step next time to minimize this kind of communication error."

Lu Linglong felt a tightness in her chest from being choked, and her initial mix of fear and apprehension was completely dispelled by this slang term from a major factory.

This guy just chopped down a renowned master with a single palm strike, and now he's seriously discussing project approval procedures with her?!

The air in the hall seemed to have frozen into ice.

Everyone stared at Lin Mo, who was calmly pulling a pack of wet wipes from his pocket and meticulously wiping his fingers, which were not actually stained with any blood. He looked as relaxed as if he had just finished picking out vegetables at the supermarket.

Zhang Chulan, who was not far away, swallowed hard.

A strong feeling of nausea rushed to his head, and he quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth, his face as white as a newly pasted window paper.

In that instant, he didn't even see how Lin Mo bypassed him and appeared directly in front of Jia Zhengyu.

A master who could drive Bao Jie to the brink of despair was like a soft piece of tofu in front of Lin Mo, unable to hold on for even a second.

There was no struggle, no groaning; the cut was covered in scorch marks, sealed shut by the intense heat.

Zhang Chulan swallowed hard, and the words Lin Mo had said in the car yesterday suddenly popped into his mind uncontrollably.

"Compress and inject Qi into the scapula to activate S cells..."

Zhang Chulan's legs went weak, and he roared inwardly, "Holy crap! This is definitely a super expert! Is the theory of super superhumans true?! Was my nine thousand yuan high-interest loan not a scam, but a genuine purchase of an unparalleled martial arts technique?!"

Feng Shayan, standing to the side, was also feeling unwell.

She suppressed her stomach discomfort and looked at Lin Mo with a complicated expression.

The speed and power were so great that it wasn't a matter of how fast or slow it was; her eyes and senses simply didn't have time to react.

Feng Shayan's throat moved slightly, and a thought suddenly popped into her mind that sent chills down her spine.

If it were her father, Feng Zhenghao, who was involved, could he have handled it so cleanly and efficiently?

She finally understood why her father was so polite to a young bodyguard who was always spouting off prices.

This isn't just politeness; it's a bet in advance. Give this guy a few more years, and who in the world of supernatural beings can keep him in check?

"Um..." Lin Mo crumpled the used wet wipe into a ball and accurately threw it into the trash can a few meters away. He turned to look at Feng Shayan and gave her an apologetic business smile.

"Ms. Feng, I'm so sorry, I couldn't control myself. This could be considered an unavoidable event to protect the employer, right? You won't deduct the cleaning fee from my service charge, will you?"

Feng Shayan's eye twitched slightly, and she shook her head with a forced smile, making a solemn statement.

"Mr. Lin is joking. This matter is purely a failure of internal management by the Tianxia Society and has nothing to do with you, Mr. Lin."

"The world will bear all the consequences."

"As expected of a large enterprise with a market value of 300 billion, its vision is indeed different." Lin Mo casually praised.

Although Feng Xingtong's face was pale, she immediately stood up straight and echoed, "Brother Lin, don't worry, this is all because of that Jia guy's bad behavior. I'll report to my dad later, and you definitely won't be implicated!"

After recovering, Lu Linglong's inherent sense of justice led her to step forward: "Sister Shayan, if anyone from Jiajia Village comes looking for trouble, count me in! Our Lu family will absolutely not stand idly by."

Just then, Zhang Chulan also weakly raised his hand.

He shrank his neck, but his tone was quite firm: "Um... I count as one too. Sister Bao only got into trouble because she was looking for me. If you want compensation, I... I'm willing to pay in installments!"

Lin Mo's eyes lit up, as if he had met a kindred spirit: "Good awareness! I suggest making a unified debt list for easier management later."

"As long as you're willing to pay more, I'll cut one for every person from Jiajia Village who comes. Discounts available for bulk orders."

Zhang Chulan immediately broke down: "Brother Lin! Can you please stop building a credit system for me at a time like this?!"

Feng Baobao, who was sitting on the ground to the side, touched the bloodstains on her face and looked at Zhang Chulan seriously.

"Zhang Chulan, how much money do you owe? If you owe too much, you can't escape."

Zhang Chulan looked blank: "Sis, you actually care about my debt? Let's stop talking, I'm scared."

"bite--"

The doors of the private elevator slowly opened.

Feng Zheng strode out with a steady and confident stride, his black suit impeccably tailored.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, his gaze first swept over the two charred halves of the corpse on the ground, then landed on Lin Mo, who looked relaxed, and he instantly understood the situation.

"Dad," Feng Shayan was about to report.

Feng Zhenghao raised his hand to interrupt her, then turned to the trembling security personnel, his voice authoritative: "You lot, clean this place up. Find some things to piece the person back together, put them in the cold storage, and then contact Jiajia Village in the west to have them send someone to pick them up."

After making the arrangements, Feng Zhenghao put on a gentle smile and gestured for everyone to sit down and talk things over: "You've all been frightened. How about we find another place and sit down to talk?"

Several cadres, despite their discomfort, stepped forward to collect the bodies.

Feng Baobao stood up calmly, picked up the pair of high heels with broken heels from the ground, carried them silently, and followed the others into the elevator.

A few minutes later, in the chairman's office on the top floor of the World Society.

Feng Shayan recounted what had just happened in detail.

When Feng Zhenghao heard that Jia Zhengyu was determined to kill Feng Baobao and Lu Linglong, he slammed his teacup heavily on the table.

"Nonsense! I misjudged you." Feng Zhenghao stood up, first walked to Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao and bowed slightly, then turned to Lu Linglong and Lin Mo, "Niece Linglong, Mr. Lin."

"We have given you both a fright today. If it weren't for Mr. Lin's decisive action, the consequences would have been unimaginable. The World Society will remember this debt."

Zhang Chulan was startled and quickly pulled Feng Baobao to her feet.

He grabbed Feng Baobao by the back of the head, forcing her to bend over: "President Feng, please don't say that! We were in the wrong today, quick, Baobao, say sorry!"

Feng Baobao, her head being pressed down, responded with a blank look, "Oh, I'm sorry. I'll use the access control next time."

Feng Zhenghao looked at Zhang Chulan, sighed, and asked sincerely, "Little Zhang, is it because the conditions here with me aren't good for you?"

Zhang Chulan felt a tightness in his chest. He took a deep breath and looked at Feng Zhenghao earnestly: "President Feng, you really have nothing but praise for me."

"It's just that I'm unlucky. I've been rolling around in the mud since I was a child, and I'm really not fortunate enough to enjoy the cultivation of the World Society."

The office was silent for a few seconds.

A moment later, Feng Zhenghao smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Since you've made up your mind, forcing things won't work. But remember, the doors of the World Society are always open for you."

Zhang Chulan felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

Just then, the secretary pushed open the door: "Chairman, Mr. Xu San and Mr. Xu Si from All-Tong have arrived."

As soon as the door opened, Xu Si, with a cigarette in his mouth, and Xu San, pushing up his glasses, strode in.

After confirming that Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao were both safe and sound, Xu Si visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

After a series of familiar bureaucratic exchanges, Feng Zhenghao generously stated that Na Du Tong didn't need to take responsibility; he would personally go to Jiajia Village to explain.

After exchanging greetings, Xu Si quickly approached Lin Mo, rubbing his hands ingratiatingly, "Mr. Lin, you did a great job on the first floor! Um, about my father's condition, what do you think about the next course of treatment..."

Lin Mo leaned back on the sofa, revealing a standard professional smile: "As long as the final payment is settled on time, even if your father is on his last breath, I can pull him back from the brink of death."

"Alright! I feel relieved to hear that!" Xu Si grinned from ear to ear, then turned and called out, "Chu Lan, baby, let's go home."

At this moment, Feng Baobao silently held up the broken high heel in her hand and asked earnestly, "Xu Si, this shoe is broken, can I get it reimbursed?"

Xu Si nearly spat out a mouthful of blood: "You almost died just now, and now you're telling me about reimbursement?!"

Lin Mo solemnly reminded him from the side: "The wear and tear occurred during field missions, which falls under the category of wear and tear on productivity tools, and theoretically, it can be processed through the proper procedures."

Xu Si covered his face, his expression one of utter despair: "Mr. Lin, please don't teach her this anymore... It's over, I can't live like this anymore."

Watching the three leave, Feng Xingtong asked worriedly, "Dad, what if Jiajia Village uses this as an excuse to cause trouble..."

"Don't worry."

Feng Zhenghao's tone was calm yet domineering, "Jia Zhengyu is in the wrong. If they want to hold someone accountable, let them come to me."

"The World Society is not a place where we would cover for someone who wants to kill our guests."

Lin Mo stood up and straightened his coat: "The wind will blow. If there's any need for risk management or crisis intervention later, I can handle it."

"As long as the money is right, I'm very flexible with my bottom line. Also, I accept orders 24/7 via WeChat, but nighttime appearance fees are separate."

Feng Zhenghao laughed heartily and gently watched the group leave the office.

As the heavy wooden door slowly closed, the smile on Feng Zhenghao's face gradually faded, replaced by a deep and unfathomable solemnity.

He walked to his desk and pressed the intercom: "Have the security department send the surveillance footage from the lobby to my computer."

Soon, the video arrived. Feng Zhenghao sat in a large leather chair and dragged the progress bar to the moment Lin Mo made his move.

He slowed the playback speed down to one-eighth.

In the scene, Lin Mo did not use any fancy spells. He simply stretched out two fingers and crushed the magical artifact like a biscuit with pure speed, strength and terrifying true qi intensity.

Then came the chop to the neck. In the extremely slow-motion shot, the edge of Lin Mo's palm shimmered with a faint, white-gold halo.

There are no special techniques involved; it's just the most basic downward chop.

But as the halo shifted, the air around Jia Zhengyu seemed to visibly distort.

All defenses were as flimsy as paper before this domineering and unparalleled pure power.

Feng Zhenghao leaned back in his chair, a layer of cold sweat seeping from his back.

This sheer numerical superiority was completely beyond his understanding of the younger generation of superhumans.

Suddenly, Lu Jin's evaluation of Lin Mo at the tea table came to mind. At the time, he thought that Lu Jin was exaggerating.

"Such cultivation level..." Feng Zhenghao tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his gaze fixed on the paused screen, muttering to himself.

"If they really fight, is Old Master Lu... truly a match for this young man?"

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