Chapter 10

"Hey, aren't you leaving yet?" Lu Ping looked at Mo Lin, feeling quite helpless.

During the meal in the cafeteria, this guy had been hanging around.

When they finished and left, this guy followed along.

Now, Lu Ping was already preparing to return to his small wooden house, but this guy still wanted to follow in, and was finally blocked outside by Lu Ping.

"Come on, talk!" Mo Lin said.

"There's nothing to talk about," Lu Ping replied.

Mo Lin chatted and tried to get close to Lu Ping and Su Tang, and suddenly, he threw out four questions.

"How can you be so strong?"

"What level are you at?"

"Where did you learn it?"

"Do you have any special bloodline?"

He didn't get a single word in response to the four questions, but Mo Lin didn't give up. Even Su Tang had left earlier, but he still followed. Then, the fifth question finally came.

"That night, did you mistake me for someone else?" Mo Lin asked. He carefully thought about the encounter that night, where Lu Ping, trapped in quicksand, had a conversation that seemed like a test. From his words, Lu Ping seemed to have grasped some information, and then left calmly, generously letting go of Mo Lin, who had genuinely tried to kill him.

The information hidden in that conversation was clearly extremely important, and it could be said that Mo Lin had survived because of it.

But he still didn't get an answer to this question.

"I don't have the time for you," Lu Ping said, slamming the door and locking Mo Lin out.

"Hey, hey!" Mo Lin pounded on the door, but Lu Ping ignored the noise behind him and lay straight back on the bed.

"Hey, hey!" The shouting soon came from the window. The window sill was quite high, and Mo Lin, on tiptoe, could only show half his head.

"Where's my brick from last night?" Mo Lin muttered. Last night, he had brought two bricks to stand on, but in his escape, he hadn't taken them with him. Now, they were probably cleaned up somewhere, and he couldn't find them after looking around.

"Get up, you have so many questions, at least answer one of them!!" Mo Lin said from outside the window, but he kept his voice low. He knew the gravity of the situation. Lu Ping, such a powerful person, was seen as a waste in this unremarkable academy, which must have some reason or even a dilemma. He wouldn't casually reveal what Lu Ping was hiding. As an assassin, he had a habit of keeping secrets.

"Hey, hey!" Mo Lin kept calling, but Lu Ping inside the room ignored him. Mo Lin wanted to climb in, but without help or the bricks, an assassin couldn't do it!

Mo Lin was anxious, and someone nearby was even more anxious.

Xifan, alone, came to monitor Mo Lin. He didn't dare to get too close because, according to the information he had, Mo Lin not only had a sixth-level Pivot Soul but also a third-level Resonance Soul. His extremely sharp hearing made it dangerous for Xifan to get too close.

But this made him uncomfortable. The Resonance Soul, which Xifan lacked, meant that even with no first-level Resonance Soul, his hearing wasn't much better than an ordinary person's. Now, watching Mo Lin from a distance, he couldn't hear a single word, which made him very anxious.

He could only carefully observe Mo Lin's actions and expressions. With his third-level Surge Soul, every small movement and expression of Mo Lin seemed to happen right before his eyes.

He was very eager, his expression full of curiosity and strong anticipation...

With his sixth-level Essence Soul and third-level Surge Soul, Xifan could clearly and accurately judge Mo Lin's mood from his actions and expressions.

Xifan, who always looked stern and ready to fight, was actually a skilled perceiver of the Essence Soul. The Essence Soul, the sixth soul, is the most complex of the six, encompassing a person's thoughts, mindset, emotions, and many other things that can't be easily described. Most skilled in the Essence Soul were people with delicate and clever minds, and Xifan's first impression would never make anyone think of that.

But facts speak louder than words.

Xifan's Essence Soul was indeed at the sixth level, and he combined it well with his third-level Surge Soul. His perceptual skills made the academy very optimistic about his future. Unfortunately, Xifan's aptitude for the Resonance Soul was average, otherwise, with the help of the Resonance Soul, Xifan's perceptual skills might have enabled him to complete the Essence Soul and master the "Mind Reading" skill, a highly practical ability rated at level five but considered by many to be worth a level six.

Unfortunately...

The mentors of the Star Plucking Academy often sighed about this, but no matter what, Xifan's future was still worth looking forward to.

But Xifan didn't feel that way, because everything he had never helped him get anything from Lu Ping. His so-called talent was useless on a person everyone considered a waste. Now, he had to indirectly dig for information by observing others.

After analyzing Mo Lin's mood, Xifan was certain that there was something to be uncovered between Mo Lin and Lu Ping.

Keep observing!

Xifan quietly hid and continued to gather information in his own way.

After a while of effort, Mo Lin finally gave up on getting any response from Lu Ping. But he didn't leave; instead, he stayed outside Lu Ping's small house, waiting like a rabbit for a hare.

Thus, Mo Lin endured the scorching afternoon sun under the eaves, and Xifan endured the mosquito bites in the bushes. Neither of them was willing to give up easily.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

The sun gradually moved west, and after a hot afternoon, Mo Lin was drenched in sweat, and Xifan had several more lumps on his body. There was no movement inside the small house, and Lu Ping didn't leave all afternoon, lying on the bed the whole time. Several times, Mo Lin suspected that Lu Ping had been killed by the poison needle he had planted the night before, but each time he peeked through the window, everything was normal.

He realized that Lu Ping was determined to wear down his patience with silence, making him give up.

"Hey, hey, I won't give up, I'm an assassin, you know," Mo Lin said to the window. No response. Xifan, not far away, continued to observe Mo Lin and analyze his psychology. He didn't hear what Mo Lin said, but from Mo Lin's expression, he saw the determination not to give up.

Another two hours passed.

The scorching sun had turned into a setting sun.

"Hey, aren't you going to eat?" Mo Lin called from the window.

"Should I go buy you a pancake?"

"Su Tang is bringing you food!"

Still no response, the only thing he could confirm was that Lu Ping was definitely alive.

Mo Lin stopped talking and continued to sit under the window.

The sun finally set, and the moon climbed to the treetops, but was soon covered by clouds, making the night even darker than the previous one. But through the clouds, a faint moonlight still shone, which was enough for Mo Lin with his second-level Surge Soul and Xifan with his third-level Surge Soul.

Xifan was prepared to stay up all night, but Mo Lin, after another three hours, chose to give up.

He wasn't short of determination, but his body was a weakness, and the Mo family's bloodline was holding him back.

"Hey, hey!" He called from the window again, "I'm going to sleep, I can't keep watching, I was up all night last night!" Indeed, he had stayed up all night, the first half to kill Lu Ping, and the second half, unable to sleep because he failed.

"I'll come back tomorrow," Mo Lin declared his determination.

Leaving?

Xifan in the bushes was a bit surprised. Although Mo Lin looked very tired, he didn't seem to have any intention of giving up. He didn't expect that this time, he was preparing to leave.

Did Lu Ping say something to him?

Because he couldn't hear, Xifan was worried that his information was incomplete. So far, his gains were really minimal, just feeling Mo Lin's very firm determination, which made Xifan even more curious about the source of this determination, as he ultimately wanted to know about Lu Ping.

Follow him, observe a bit more...

Not daring to follow too closely, Xifan just saw where Mo Lin was going, and after he walked far away, he slowly stood up from the bushes and followed.

Another night, another night of nothing.

Mo Lin sighed, shaking his head, but still carefully avoided the flowers and plants carefully planted by his uncle Mo Sen.

Sigh.

A light sound entered Mo Lin's ears. He was very tired, but his tiredness didn't dull his Resonance Soul.

It was a footstep, deliberately hidden, but still stepped on a small patch of dry leaves.

With his third-level Resonance Soul, he could interpret the content of the sound to a considerable extent.

"Who's there?"

Mo Lin was already on guard. He didn't think it was Lu Ping, as Lu Ping had no reason to be so sneaky.

"Hehehe, not bad for a third-level Resonance Soul, a little careless, and you caught me," a deep voice said. Mo Lin's face changed; he already knew who it was.

"Didn't expect you to come to such a small academy, but you didn't expect us to track you here, did you?" The deep voice continued, and a figure gradually emerged from the darkness.

We...

Mo Lin heard this word, and his face turned even darker.

Because he knew who this deep voice belonged to, and if it was "we," then his chances of survival were even slimmer.

But he couldn't just give up.

Mo Lin carefully sensed the presence of others while subtly moving his fingers.

"Don't move." This slight movement was already noticed, and another voice warned him.

"Even though your body isn't great, we know your methods are powerful. You'd better not move." The voice continued.

Best?

What's best? With his life on the line, not moving could only mean one more minute of life?

Ridiculous!

Of course, I will move, and move faster, not just move, I will shout!

His left hand quickly reached into the inner pouch of his clothes, and blood splattered. This move indeed didn't go well; a hidden dart from the other side hit his left hand, and the blood immediately turned the poison powder he was trying to grab into a paste.

Mo Lin opened his mouth to scream, forming the words: "Help!"

He shouted quickly, not like a cry of pain, but more like a precaution, as if this shout was also an ambush, afraid of being noticed.

But he failed. As soon as the shout came out, it seemed to hit something, the sound suddenly distorted, lowered, and disappeared.

The sound was silenced.

This wasn't new to Mo Lin, as he knew one of them was a Resonance Soul master, and silencing sound was just a level two ability, but very practical at the right time.

Like now, Mo Lin's cry for help was ultimately silenced.

He was disappointed. In fact, all the movements were just a cover; this cry for help was his big move.

But now, he had completely failed.

"Die!" The other side didn't plan to chat much with Mo Lin. Their positions were clear. Mo Lin was an assassin, and so were they, always in the cycle of killing and being killed.

But today, they would live, and Mo Lin would die. They were certain of this, and a cold light slashed directly at Mo Lin's head.

Mo Lin tried to dodge, but he wasn't good at movement, and he was very tired. He was just about to sleep, and he didn't expect to sleep so thoroughly.

Sigh!

Mo Lin sighed, and he couldn't help but give up. As an assassin, he had to be prepared to be killed.

But at that moment, a black shadow suddenly darted out, a hand waved, and the cold light was deflected to the side.

The black shadow protected Mo Lin, making him feel a surge of excitement.

"Who are you?" the other side asked.

"Discipline Team, Xifan," the black shadow said.

"Damn!" Mo Lin was very disappointed.

"What's your attitude?" The black shadow didn't turn back but was clearly very dissatisfied with Mo Lin.

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