By noon, Lu Lin had reported all the necessary information and finally left the ward to have a meal with his parents.
After carefully examining Lu Lin's arm and shoulder to ensure there were no wounds, Meng Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
This assassination attempt by the artist made Meng Yu and Lu Ping realize that Lu Lin was different.
He was no longer the little child running around behind them.
However, they were somewhat worried; he had just awakened his abilities, yet it was already so dangerous. When he goes to alien worlds or even enters the Exotic Battlefield, wouldn't the dangers be a hundred times scarier than now?
"Son, mom is somewhat regretful now."
"Mom would rather you not awaken, like Da Xiang and Wang Juan, and steadily stay by our side, get married, have children, rather than living such a life filled with battles and crises."
"Son, can this talent of yours be shut off?"
Lu Lin shook his head.
"Mom, don't worry, this was just an accident."
