When the paper was stuffed into Mu Heng's hands, Song's father and the others didn't know what to say. They could only say, "Xiao Shi, go back. Xiao Mo doesn't welcome you. Don't blame me for being harsh. Nothing good has happened to Xiao Mo since he met you. I apologize on his behalf for any unpleasantness you had in the past. Let's just forget about it. You can go back. It's not easy for you to control the Mu family at such a young age. It's better for you to focus on your own career. By the way, Xiao Mo asked me to pass this paper to you."

Mu Hengshi felt a lump in his throat, and the words were stuck in his mouth. Under the apologetic gaze of Song's mother and others, he unfolded the crumpled paper, and two little men jumped out of his eyes. It was the time when his relationship with Song Qingmo was at its worst, and the evil things Mu Hengshi had done to him.

Did he have to hurry after all? His breathing became difficult, and the blood pouring out of his heart seemed not to be bright red blood but to be poison that corroded his bones.

He stumbled, startling the two elders who were waiting for his answer. They hurried forward to support him. Mu Hengshi blocked their way with his hands. "No, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern. I'll leave, but I'd like to ask Song... No, forget it."

Mu Hengshi stopped talking. Even if he met Song Qingmo, what would it matter? He just kept saying sorry. That was too cheap. Shaking his head, he continued, "Don't worry, I'll be leaving soon. Relax. Then... goodbye."

Mu Hengshi politely bowed, then turned, opened the car door, and drove away. Song's father and mother exchanged a look of bewilderment. They hadn't expected that Mu Hengshi's persistence could be dismissed so easily.

But after coming to his senses, Song's father asked Song's mother: "Wife, what did that child drive away in just now?"

"It looks like a car!"

Their eyes widened. If they were right, he and Xiaomo were the same age. How could he drive a car at 17? They were spinning in circles, finally realizing what was wrong. Song Qingmo was getting impatient waiting at home, so he sneaked out. When he came out, he saw them there, looking worried.

"What's wrong?" He ran over quickly.

"Shi Xiao just drove back home. We were worried that something might have happened to him."

Song Qingmo wondered what could possibly happen to Mu Hengshi. He'd lived longer than him, not even his parents, so what was there to worry about? But then, realizing that Mu Hengshi was still underage like him, it was no wonder.

"It's okay, nothing will happen to him." After calming the two elders down, Song Qingmo took them home.

Mu Hengshi was driving, the road ahead of him darkening into a vast expanse, with occasional silver dragons flashing in the distant sky. It felt like a storm was about to arrive, and even before the city was some distance away, the rain began to patter against the car window, making a pattering sound.

Mu Hengshi was keenly observing the movements around him. He unexpectedly appeared on the overpass of the highway. With a bang, the car crashed uncontrollably into the roadside.

After a period of chaos, the car body was smoking, and the system turned into a human body, slowly walking towards there. Before he got there, he found that there was no one there. He turned around abruptly. Mu Hengshi's body was cool with the rain, but his body was not wet. There was coldness in his eyes, and his hand was across 001's neck.

The golden light that appeared in the meantime also re-emanated, slightly conspicuous in the dark air.

The system smiled and teased, "Host, you are worthy of your reputation." Then it disappeared as the raindrops fell, dispersing into mist.

Mu Hengshi stared at the way he came, Qingmo!

Song Qingmo was extremely unlucky. He was sitting at home when disaster struck. Suddenly, he was teleported to an unknown place. Then, in shock, someone covered his hand with a handkerchief and he fainted.

Mu Hengshi looked at the red dot on the panel in his hand, frowning as he sped up his warp. Damn it, he didn't expect the system to intervene. Perhaps it was someone above him who was instructing him.

Mu Hengshi's abilities were all rewards for successfully completing previous missions. He had previously copied the system's rewards and stored them in another "dead" system, disconnected from the Lord God. He used it as a carrier. He also developed a plan by studying the system. He hadn't expected the Lord God system to be so impatient.

Song Qingmo opened his eyes again on the boat. Although it was pitch black, he could smell the unpleasant smell of the sea. It was my misfortune. Although I didn't like the sea, I had a strong affinity with it. Song Qingmo muttered to himself, thinking about how he had attempted suicide the first time by jumping into the sea, drifting on an island for a long time, and dying on an operating table at sea. Had everything come full circle?

He couldn't help but shake his head at the thought. Was it easier to kill and dump bodies at sea? Otherwise, the most common place for kidnappings in novels would be at sea. It was speechless. He'd died once before, and his mindset had become more open-minded. He felt he had no strengths, the only one remaining being his fearlessness of death.

Look, even when death is imminent, he still has the leisure to think about all sorts of things.

With a creak, the cabin door opened. Song Qingmo took a casual glance, and this glance was crucial, huh?! It was another old acquaintance - Wen Zhiling.

The kidnapper Wen Zhiling was even more miserable than the kidnapper Song Qingmo. Wen Zhiling had nothing good on him, his clothes were a mess, and his face looked gloomy under his dirty hair.

Wen Zhiling lowered his head and approached Song Qingmo. Song Qingmo guessed who had done this to him. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. After the winter break that year, he left without even noticing Wen Zhiling's whereabouts.

Even if Mu Hengshi hadn't been with him in the end, he shouldn't have ended up like this. At least Wen Zhiling in this life shouldn't have been so destitute. Why did Mu Hengshi do this?

"Hi, Song Qingmo, we meet again."

Song Qingmo looked up and stared at Wen Zhiling, no, it should be System 001, "Hey, you recognized me, don't look like you want to eat me."

The system head slowly rose up and chuckled at Song Qingmo. Song Qingmo's eyes were red as he stared fiercely at the person in front of him. "Why do you feel sorry for this person? He's such a bad guy, he's not a good person. When I found him, he was scaring the kids, muttering that he was going to kill the host and you." The system observed Song Qingmo's changes.

"Blind, it was fine this way. I wanted him to realize his wish. But at the last moment, he didn't want to do it, so I had to help him myself." The system said it as if it was something insignificant, but every sentence seemed vicious and cold-blooded, making Song Qingmo's blood run cold.

Could it be that Wen Zhiling had also awakened? Why had he become like this? Did he inflict these injuries on himself? Song Qingmo looked at the new and old wounds on Wen Zhiling's body.

Seeing that he was staring at it seriously, the system sighed, "Tsk tsk, let's see, he did it himself. As for the reason, you can't know. You!" Song Qingmo didn't get an answer again and looked at the system angrily.

The system ignored Song Qingmo's gaze, then suddenly became alert and held the knife against Song Qingmo. The show began.