The county town was peaceful.
After nightfall, it was still harmonious.
There was no hint of murderous intent.
It seemed as if the East District had returned to normal.
Mo Lin stayed in the hotel, sleeping soundly.
Hu Haqi lay on the bed, unable to close his eyes, sleepless.
Thinking about Mo Lin going to Ten Thousand Peaks Mountain tomorrow, he couldn't sleep.
In contrast, Mo Lin acted as though nothing happened, eating and sleeping as usual.
The next day...
Sunlight shone through the window, illuminating Mo Lin's face.
Mo Lin got up slowly and unhurriedly.
After a quick wash, Mo Lin went out to have breakfast.
"It's none of your business anymore, you can leave." Mo Lin slowly said to Hu Haqi, who was following him.
Mo Lin was about to head to Ten Thousand Peaks Mountain, and Hu Haqi wouldn't be of any help.
If Hu Haqi went to Ten Thousand Peaks Mountain, he would certainly fall.
The battle at Ten Thousand Peaks Mountain was not one Hu Haqi could participate in.
