"You just made a harsh remark and then ended hastily?"
"What's the point of that?"
Such an operation was beyond Mo Lin's comprehension.
Mo Lin turned around, glanced at the bodies of Xu Xian's family on the ground, shook his head helplessly, and then turned to leave directly.
He considered his task completed.
Mo Lin returned to the hotel, lay on the bed, and fell asleep quickly.
When he woke up, he felt dizzy, either from sleeping too long or not sleeping well.
The feeling was similar to having a cold.
Mo Lin knew for sure that he couldn't catch a cold.
Now, as a Red Dust Immortal, his physical condition is excellent, making it impossible to catch something minor like a cold.
The only explanation could be an uncomfortable sleep last night.
That's what Mo Lin thought.
After tidying up, Mo Lin drove away.
The original plan was to Return to Heaven Gate, but Mo Lin changed his plan.
