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

Having lived most of his life, Chief Jia could easily understand the warning in Xu Xiang's words.

He nodded repeatedly, his back already covered in a layer of cold sweat.

"Manager Xu is right to reprimand us. We will definitely discipline them strictly when we get back and never let this happen again."

Jia Zhengyu's parents also stepped forward, trembling.

Father Jia wiped away his tears and bowed deeply to Feng Zhenghao and Xu Xiang.

"President Feng, Elder Xu... We failed to raise our son well and have caused you trouble. We are truly sorry."

The two important figures did not say anything more.

The attitude has been clearly expressed; the rest depends on whether Jiajia Village understands the situation.

The clan elder sighed deeply, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

"President Feng, we've taken the body back. No need for you to trouble yourselves." He paused, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "By the way, where is that Miss Lu now? Zheng Yu almost made a terrible mistake; we should apologize to her."

Feng Zhenghao adjusted his glasses and smiled slightly.

"Miss Lu was somewhat frightened and is resting in her guest room. She is not available to receive guests. I will convey Chief Jia's regards."

"In that case, we'll take our leave."

The clan chief did not insist. He waved his hand, signaling the relatives behind him to push the cart containing Jia Zhengyu's body onto the cart.

The eight men, their faces somber, pushed the heavy cart slowly toward the outside of the icehouse.

At this moment, in the lobby on the first floor of the World Society.

Lin Mo followed behind Lu Linglong and Feng Shayan, one hand in his pocket and the other casually carrying the pink suitcase.

"Sister Shayan, we'll be leaving now. Great-Grandpa is urging us to come. I'll send you a message when we get back to the Lu family." Lu Linglong turned and waved to Feng Shayan.

"Be careful on the road." Feng Shayan nodded with a smile. "Mr. Lin, take good care of Linglong. Don't always think about your extra fees."

Lin Mo curled his lip: "Miss Feng, you get what you pay for. Have you ever seen a more dedicated bodyguard than me?"

Just as the group was about to head towards the door, the private elevator not far away made a crisp "ding" sound.

The elevator doors slid open slowly to both sides.

A faint chill emanated from the sedan chair.

Eight people from Jiajia Village were pushing a cart carrying an ice coffin out of the elevator.

Chief Jia, who was walking at the front, looked up and his gaze met that of Lu Linglong and the others who were about to leave.

His gaze lingered on Lu Linglong for a second.

Then, inevitably, the object of her attention fell on the young man carrying the suitcase standing behind her.

Lin Mo was dressed in ordinary casual clothes, looking like a recent college graduate, and there wasn't even a trace of true qi fluctuation on his body.

But Chief Jia knew that these hands, which looked like they couldn't lift heavy objects, had cleaved their Jiajia Village's proudest genius in half a second.

The air in the hall seemed to freeze for a moment.

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Chapter 95 Jiajia Village Admits Defeat! Lin Mo: I'm Ready to Provoke You Anytime You Want.

The elevator doors slid open completely.

The cold white mist slowly spread from the bottom of the carriage, along the smooth marble floor of the hall.

With a dull thud as the wheel of the cart rolled onto the ground, the eight people from Jiajia Village and Lu Linglong and her group, who were just about to leave, met face to face.

In the vast lobby of the Tianxiahui (天下会) on the first floor, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

The villagers from Jiajia Village who were pushing the ice coffin all stopped in their tracks.

Their expressions varied: some were astonished, some were indignant, but most showed an indescribable stiffness.

Lu Linglong subconsciously stopped in her tracks, her slender fingers slightly clenching.

Feng Shayan, standing to the side, also suppressed her smile and subtly took a half-step forward. Behind her, Feng Xingtong quietly tensed her muscles, ready to strike at any moment.

Lin Mo, standing behind the crowd, remained leisurely and carefree.

He didn't even lift his eyelids, carrying the small pink suitcase in one hand, his expression as calm as still water.

With the pure Nine Yang True Qi within him that had been refined for over a hundred years, he could clearly sense this group of people as soon as they emerged from the underground ice cellar, so he naturally didn't bother to feign any surprise.

After a brief standoff, Chief Jia was the first to react.

This old man, who has spent decades working his way up in the western mountains, knows exactly what's going on.

The situation is beyond their control now. Even if they brought all the men in the village, let alone only eight of them, they wouldn't be enough to fill the gaps in the Tianxia Society's teeth in this Tianjin territory.

Moreover, Jiajia Village was in the wrong in this matter.

Chief Jia switched his cane to his left hand, his back slightly hunched, and a bitter smile squeezed out of his wrinkled face.

"Miss Feng, daughter of the Lu family, I didn't expect to meet you two here."

His voice was a little hoarse. He bowed slightly and cupped his hands in apology. "I am aware of yesterday's accident. Zheng Yu acted recklessly and almost hurt you two. On behalf of Jiajia Village, I apologize to you."

Feng Shayan and Lu Linglong exchanged a glance.

They all come from large families and have been exposed to such things since childhood, so they are not the kind of naive and innocent people who don't understand social etiquette.

When an elder humbles himself so much and admits his mistake in front of so many people, it would seem inhumane for them to act aloof.

"Chief Jia, you flatter me."

Feng Shayan nodded slightly, her voice steady, "Now that the matter has been investigated and clarified, let bygones be bygones."

"The World Society has made all the necessary arrangements. Please accept our condolences."

Lu Linglong nodded in agreement: "Yes, it's over now. You're so old, why did you make the trip? Hurry up and take him home."

Chief Jia let out a long sigh, a sigh that conveyed a deep sense of helplessness and exhaustion.

He straightened up again, his cloudy gaze passing over the two women in front of him.

Ultimately, it fell on the young man carrying the suitcase.

Lin Mo noticed the other person's gaze, but calmly met it without even changing the rhythm of his breathing.

That attitude, as if nothing had happened, was seen as a blatant provocation by the other villagers in Jiajia Village.

Especially Jia Zhengyu's parents on either side of the stroller.

Grandmother Jia's already swollen eyes were now filled with bloodshot veins.

She bit her lower lip hard, her gaze fixed on Lin Mo, her eyes filled with a mixture of pain and resentment.

That's her own son!

Even if there were a thousand mistakes, even if it was wrong to strike first, the person is still gone!

Moreover, his death was gruesome; he wasn't even left with a complete body, having been chopped in two like firewood.

The bodyguard who was the culprit is now standing here as if nothing happened, and he won't even say a word of politeness!

How could they, as parents, swallow this insult?

Father Jia gripped the edge of the cart tightly with both hands, the veins on the back of his hands bulging, and his body trembled slightly from excessive stress.

These subtle movements naturally did not escape Lin Mo's keen perception.

Lin Mo's lips curled into a faint smile as he looked past the Jia clan chief and stared intently at Jia Zhengyu's parents.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, his tone as relaxed as if he were asking what he had for breakfast.

Why are you looking at me?

Those four casual words, coupled with that self-righteous expression, instantly brought the atmosphere in the hall back to freezing point.

Jia Zhengyu's parents choked, unable to swallow a breath.

They never expected that the murderer in front of them would not only show no remorse, but would actually dare to provoke them!

Grandmother Jia was so angry that her chest heaved violently. She was about to open her mouth to say something when the clan chief Jia stopped her with a stern look.

Chief Jia gritted his teeth inwardly, turned to look at Lin Mo, forcibly suppressing the bitterness in his heart, and tried his best to make his voice sound calm: "You must be Brother Lin Mo?"