A few years ago, Lin Mo was just an ordinary boy, seemingly unremarkable in her eyes. But now, he makes the most powerful family in America bow before him and acts fearlessly. There must be a huge secret hidden within him.
"Xinhe, what are you thinking about?" Wu Yuexin's eyes, as black as ink, looked at her. "I said Lin Mo would surely help you, but I didn't expect him to be so formidable, even the Clan Leader of the Grover Family treats him with utmost respect."
Wu Yuexin sighed with emotion.
"I didn't expect it either." Su Xinhe's mouth revealed a bitter smile as she slightly bowed her head.
Chief of Billy left the VIP room and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He is, after all, a big shot known throughout the region. But in front of these truly powerful people, he felt like just an ordinary small character.
With a sigh, Chief of Billy walked towards a booth near the end of the same floor, opened the door, and walked in. Inside were an elderly man with silver hair and a young man.
"Dad," the Chief of Billy looked at the silver-haired old man, respect showing on his face.
The silver-haired old man nodded and sighed, saying, "I never thought that after a lifetime of effort to establish the Billy family, I could still make a mistake. If Miss Su needs anything, fulfill her demands without any hesitance."
"Yes." Chief of Billy nodded, looking at the old man in front of him with some inexplicable sadness.
The old Clan Leader of the Billy family, with his extraordinary talent and business acumen, expanded the Billy family to its current size. But this time, it was a mistake! The Billy family is even at risk of being overturned.
"Even those who play with eagles get pecked by them one day. Comfort Miss Su well and hope Mr. Lin doesn't take his anger out on us," the old Clan Leader of the Billy family sighed.
Master Billy said nothing, but his face was extremely grim. Once, Gloria told him about Lin Mo, but he didn't take it to heart at that time. He didn't expect it...
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In a luxurious suite on the top floor of the hotel.
Lin Mo sat quietly on the sofa, with Mr. Grover and his beautiful granddaughter Angel sitting across from him.
"Mr. Lin, I am here representing the Dark Council." Mr. Grover smiled.
"Dark Council?"
Lin Mo furrowed his sword-like eyebrows, asking with curiosity.
"The Dark Council is a meeting of all unofficial forces and powerful organizations. Only the top experts, strategic minds, and ancient families can participate in this meeting. I am a representative of the Dark Council, here to make contact with you, Mr. Lin," Mr. Grover explained.
Lin Mo nodded. Such meetings were not stable, as everyone operated on their own. They only gathered to discuss sudden matters.
"What did the Dark Council want from me?" Lin Mo grinned, asking. "The winged people appearing in Death Valley are almost identical to the angels and fallen angels from Western mythology and texts. Moreover, today people from the Morgan family have mutated into the Blood Clan. I believe those hidden ancient races and powers have begun to surface."
Mr. Grover deeply furrowed his brows, a heavy worry apparent on his face.
"This is your Western matter, it has nothing to do with me. I'm planning to return to Huaxia,"
Lin Mo said coldly.
Mr. Grover approached him hoping to glean Lin Mo's thoughts on whether he intended to stay in the West. With his power, he suppressed many Western experts, making everyone uneasy. No one wanted their interests to be coveted by others. Hearing Lin Mo's statement, Mr. Grover secretly sighed in relief, for if Lin Mo stayed in the West, he believed all powers would soon be eradicated by him.
"Mr. Lin, I will take my leave. Once we have information about the winged people and other races, I will notify you immediately."
Mr. Grover placed his left hand on his right chest and bowed respectfully before leading Angel out of the suite.
"It seems Mr. Lin does not wish to involve himself with the matters of the Western Dark World." Mr. Grover stood in the corridor, murmuring to himself. His previously tense face finally showing a hint of relief. Sitting in the suite facing that young man gave him a suffocating pressure.
"Grandfather," Angel looked up, her deep blue eyes clear as she gazed at him. "Shall we head back now?"
"Yes, let's go back." Mr. Grover gently stroked his granddaughter's hair, showing a tender and doting expression, but there was also a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He had specifically brought his granddaughter along, yet Lin Mo didn't even spare her a glance earlier.
Mr. Grover was puzzled that the other party was just a young man, yet his calm demeanor, indifferent gaze, and even intellect were akin to an elder who had lived for centuries, having long seen through the mundane world.
"By the way, grandfather, are you really going to tell him about the winged people and the alien species? Isn't the Dark Council..." Angel asked softly. Mr. Grover shook his head, saying, "I have a premonition that something major is about to happen in the world. Comparatively to certain areas unknown to us, we ordinary people are like ants, even with great wealth and power, we are just like ants to those beings. Making good relations with Mr. Lin is beneficial for our Grover Family."
"Yes, I understand, grandfather," Angel obediently nodded.
Inside the suite.
Lin Mo was sipping tea, his gaze containing a peculiar depth, his lips curling into a faint smile.
In such an advanced conversation, Mr. Grover had even brought his granddaughter along. Lin Mo was not a fool and naturally understood the other party's intentions. However, he was no longer a true teenager; the temptations of the mortal world no longer held sway over him.
But that girl named Angel reminded Lin Mo of Shijian, the little girl who always followed him around. He thought about checking if she had been practicing diligently when he returned.
Lin Mo, Wu Yuexin, and Su Xinhe left the hotel, returning to Su Xinhe's villa.
As for other matters, they were naturally handled by the Billy family. Due to Su Xinhe, Lin Mo refrained from acting against the Billy family.
Villa.
The night was dark, the stars twinkling.
However, the winter breeze carried hints of coldness. Su Xinhe was wearing a white down jacket, standing in the garden, her slightly gentle face showing a bit of fatigue.
Indeed, she felt somewhat weary from the many things happening today, and she was tired!
"The New Year is approaching. What are your plans? Will you stay here, or go home?"
Lin Mo, dressed in a thin, casual outfit, stood under a locust tree, a faint smile on his lips.
"I'm tired, so I'm going home and won't be returning to America." Su Xinhe turned around, showing a crescent moon smile, her clear eyes calmly watching Lin Mo.
"Giving up everything here?" Lin Mo looked at her in surprise.
"Yes, do you remember the past?"
Su Xinhe took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, slightly tilting her head. Her bright eyes looked at Lin Mo, her clear and pretty face once again revealing the playfulness of a schoolgirl from her student days.