Chapter 458 457: Fake Boyfriend

Mu Lin was walking in front of Wei Nianru, and their body language suggested they weren't just ordinary friends.

This put Chen Zhong on high alert.

Chen Zhong pointed at Mu Lin and roared, "Who the hell are you, kid? What are you doing standing next to my daughter?"

Wei Nianru's anger flared. "Who's your daughter? You'd better watch your mouth! Who would want to be your daughter?"

Chen Zhong's expression turned grim. He hadn't expected Wei Nianru to talk to him like that.

"Nianru! How can you say that! I'm your father! My blood flows through your veins—you can't deny that!"

Wei Nianru immediately ducked behind Mu Lin, completely overwhelmed.

Chen Zhong pointed at Mu Lin. "You punk! What have you done to my daughter?! Why has she become so disobedient?"

Mu Lin sneered. 'A guy like this actually has the gall to question anyone.'

'It's merciful enough that I haven't already bashed his damn head in on the spot,' Mu Lin thought.

"And I've never seen a mongrel like you!"

This infuriated Chen Zhong even more. He pointed a finger at Mu Lin and barked, "I'm talking to my dear daughter. Is it your place to interfere? Get the hell out of here, now! Or I'll break your legs right here!"

Wei Nianru shot back, "You lay a hand on Mu Lin and I swear I'll tear you apart myself!"

She had some cultivation now. Taking on someone like Chen Zhong, who had none, would be easy.

Besides, it was a family dispute. No one would bat an eye.

Chen Zhong's face turned colder. "Nianru, don't tell me this punk is your boyfriend? Why are you so protective of him?"

"Yes, he is! What about it?" Wei Nianru's reply was firm and resolute.

'Of course, here comes the classic routine,' Mu Lin thought. 'How many girls have I had to be a fake boyfriend for since I came down from the mountain?'

'Not just fake boyfriends, but fake husbands too.'

'It's a very strange feeling.'

Hearing this, Chen Zhong began to tremble with rage. He pointed at Wei Nianru and spat:

"Don't tell me... don't tell me you're not a virgin anymore? You slut!"

"I'm your father! Who gave you permission to get a boyfriend without my say-so? How did that old bastard Wei Jianjun raise you?"

Wei Nianru screamed back, "You dare say my grandfather's name? Watch your filthy mouth, or I'll tear it off!"

Chen Zhong pointed at Mu Lin, repeating, "You punk, you dared to defile my daughter! I'll make you pay with your life!"

Hardly had the words left his mouth when Wei Jianjun emerged.

He pointed angrily at Chen Zhong and bellowed, "You vile man! If you weren't the dog of some powerful faction, what right would you have to stand here and throw your weight around?"

When Chen Zhong saw him, his eyes widened in terror. He was scared witless. "You're not dead?! What the hell are you, a man or a ghost?!"

Wei Jianjun's voice was like ice. "Chen Zhong, you don't deserve to call yourself Nianru's father! You owe Nianru and me a blood debt too great to count!"

Unable to tell if the Wei Jianjun before him was a man or a ghost, Chen Zhong was so frightened he didn't dare say another word.

He immediately gestured behind him, and a figure instantly appeared at his side.

The strange thing was, even though you could see him, even though you knew someone was there, your brain couldn't seem to process it.

Not until a certain moment could you fully comprehend it, but by then, it was already too late.

Even Mu Lin only registered his presence after two full breaths.

In a fight between masters, two breaths is enough to determine life and death.

Too dangerous.

'What a bizarre ability.'

Chen Zhong yelled, "Elder Gu, kill him!"

Wei Jianjun was startled as well. He could only muster all his focus to guard against Elder Gu.

Just a short while ago, it was this same Elder Gu who had beaten him to within an inch of his life, leaving him partially paralyzed.

But he had forgotten all about it until he saw Elder Gu once more.

Elder Gu swept his gaze over Wei Jianjun, then his figure flickered and vanished.

Wei Jianjun's palm strike, which he had been charging for some time, hit nothing but air. He was utterly stunned, with no idea what had just happened.

This kind of fight required one to consider special circumstances; from that moment on, the variables would multiply.

Elder Gu, however, had circled behind Wei Jianjun, preparing to land a fatal blow to his kidneys.

Mu Lin grabbed a heavy object and hurled it directly at Elder Gu.

A split second later, Elder Gu felt an overwhelming sense of crisis wash over him.

'What's happening?'

'Elder Gu had felt completely safe from the start; he never imagined that he was actually surrounded by danger.'

'This was unbelievable.'

'What went wrong?'

He glanced over his shoulder and saw that Mu Lin had simply grabbed a nearby flowerpot and tossed it at him.

With his level of power, a flowerpot should have been no threat at all. Yet he was gripped by terror, as if he were facing something truly horrifying.

'What was it?'

'He didn't know.'

'But he had a powerful premonition that if that flowerpot hit him, he would be done for.'

'He had to avoid getting hit, his life depended on it.'

He instinctively abandoned his attack and switched to a defensive posture.

By now, Wei Jianjun had turned around. Seeing Elder Gu suddenly appear behind him, he was absolutely terrified.

'He was furious. In all his years of martial arts, he had never seen anything so absurd!'

'He was a Grandmaster now. No matter what, he should be able to defeat this man.'

'Even if only for the sake of his pride, he had to kill this Elder Gu!'

Mu Lin reached out an arm to stop Wei Jianjun. "Elder Wei, this person has an unusual constitution. You're not familiar with his tricks and could easily fall into a trap. Why don't you let me handle this?"

Wei Jianjun was startled. Mu Lin's words made it clear: there was something strange about this Elder Gu.

'If I force the issue, I might fall for his tricks,' he thought. 'It's better to leave this to Mu Lin.'

Mu Lin stepped in front of Wei Jianjun. Wei Jianjun quickly pulled Wei Nianru back a good distance, giving Mu Lin plenty of room.

Chen Zhong sized Mu Lin up, his heart filled with scorn. 'This kid looks like he doesn't know what he's doing.'

'In Elder Gu's hands, he's a dead man!'

"Heh heh, you chose this path yourself. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance when you end up dead!"

Chen Zhong watched Mu Lin coldly. Since Mu Lin was so clueless, his defeat was a foregone conclusion.

Mu Lin smiled. "Are you talking about the chance to kill you? Let me tell you, I'm the one giving you a chance. If I wanted to take you out, you wouldn't even have time to turn around and fight back."

Chen Zhong sneered. "Quite the sharp tongue you have there. Too bad being sharp-tongued is all you are! In the face of absolute power, words are meaningless."

Mu Lin said, "The absolute power you're talking about... you mean like this?"

He walked straight toward Elder Gu. Chen Zhong's face contorted. "Elder Gu, kill him now! Don't let him get away!"

Elder Gu replied, "You got it!"

But he felt uncertain. Judging by the shock he'd felt from that flowerpot, Mu Lin was at a level that even a Grandmaster couldn't handle; he might be even stronger.

'But Mu Lin looks so young! Impossibly young. How could he be a Grandmaster?'

'Elder Gu suspected his earlier perception must have been mistaken.'

'Just what kind of person is he?'

'Who knows?'

'In any case, the boss wants Mu Lin dead. I should just get it over with, right?'

With a flicker, Elder Gu lunged, charging straight at Mu Lin.

But Mu Lin's expression remained unchanged as he continued to watch him calmly.

Suddenly, he shot out his hand in a fierce palm strike.

PTHOO!

Elder Gu suddenly clutched his chest and stumbled backward.

'Terrifying.'

A moment later, Elder Gu felt a sweet, metallic taste rise in his throat.

'How strange!'

Mu Lin said, "Your technique is... unusual. You're like someone filling a swimming pool. You like to wrap your aura around your opponent, and once they're completely saturated with it, you can defeat them in a domain you control."

Mu Lin spoke slowly, spelling it out bit by bit, his tone utterly casual.

But to Elder Gu, his words were absolutely terrifying.

'This damn kid is trying to ruin me!'

'Every single word Mu Lin said was correct. But now that he's exposed my secret, how am I supposed to fool anyone in the future?'

Elder Gu's expression was grim. His actual combat strength wasn't that high; his value came solely from this bizarre ability.

Now that Mu Lin had seen through it with a single sentence, he was nothing.

Elder Gu's face was ashen. He said, "You have sharp eyes, young man. To see through my trick at a glance... I admit defeat!"

Mu Lin wouldn't press the issue with him.

Elder Gu's admission of defeat was so swift and decisive that Chen Zhong, who had been relying on him to act tough, immediately panicked.

He turned to make a desperate escape.

But how could Mu Lin possibly give him that chance?