"Very good!" Lin Mo said, "Now, I'm going to ask you a few questions. You just need to shake your head or nod, understand?"

Upon hearing Lin Mo's words, the giant wolf nodded, indicating that it understood.

"Are you a servant of the gods?" Lin Mo asked it.

The giant wolf shook its head.

Has Lin Mo really gone mad by asking such a seemingly superficial question?

If the other party is truly that mysterious divine servant, why would he so easily reveal his identity?

Obviously not.

Lin Mo's actions were actually a clever application of the psychological knowledge he had learned on Earth.

Instead of asking the key questions directly, he chose some seemingly unimportant topics and gradually guided the other person through these conversations, hoping to get the answers he really wanted to know.

This subtle skill was exactly what Lin Mo learned on Earth.

"If you possess the body of this giant wolf, will you have its memories?" Lin Mo asked again.

The giant wolf nodded.

"Does this wolf have any brothers or sisters?"

The giant wolf was stunned upon hearing this, exclaiming, "What the hell are these questions?"

But in the end, it nodded.

"How many siblings do you have?" Lin Mo pressed. "Are they all still alive?"

This question baffled the giant wolf. The answer wasn't difficult, but because it couldn't speak, it could only shake its head.

"Very good!" Lin Mo smiled. "Are you from Dongpango?"

The giant wolf shook its head decisively.

Seeing this, Lin Mo narrowed his eyes, "Are you loyal to your master?"

The giant wolf shook its head again.

After asking a bunch of irrelevant questions, Lin Mo was certain that the other party was not a servant of the gods.

Then, he asked a question that seemed simple but was actually extremely complex: "Do you love Lin Mo?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the giant wolf seemed to freeze and fell silent instantly.

Her complicated gaze lingered on Lin Mo, and she didn't look away for a long time; time seemed to stand still at that moment.

It was this reaction that made Lin Mo feel a strong sense of certainty deep inside—she was Zhao Zhilan!

If she were truly that so-called servant of God, or approached him with some ulterior motive, then her answer would certainly be a simple denial or affirmation.

However, Zhao Zhilan's feelings for Lin Mo cannot be summarized in just a few simple words.

The giant wolf remained silent, but Lin Mo had already read the answer in her eyes. It was a look that mixed love, pain, struggle, and helplessness—a look he knew all too well.

Seeing this, Lin Mo sheathed his sword, strode forward, and called out, "Zhilan..."

Lin Mo was filled with astonishment. He never expected that his reunion with Zhao Zhilan would be in such an unexpected place, in such a strange atmosphere.

He gazed at the majestic giant wolf before him, its deep eyes seemingly concealing endless vicissitudes and sorrow.

The man and the wolf faced each other silently, their gazes meeting as if piercing through the barriers of time and space, yet remaining silent and uttering not a word.

After a long while, Lin Mo finally came to his senses from the shock. He took a deep breath and tried to calm the turmoil in his heart.

Then he thought to himself, "System? Zhao Wushi? Can you two come out and explain what's going on? How can we extract Zhao Zhilan's soul from this giant wolf's body and restore her to her original appearance?"

The system also gave a very sincere reply.

First, we must leave this land and return to the mortal realm!

Otherwise, any possession ritual will be detected by the higher gods.

With your current strength, you're no match for those guys!

"Damn it!" Lin Mo cursed.

"Yeah, that's right. We need to get out of this hellhole as soon as possible. I still have my wife, my mother, and a whole bunch of men waiting to go back and save us!" he thought to himself.

Without hesitation, he carried Zhao Zhilan's frail body on his back and followed closely behind the magnificent wolf on their journey home.

At that very moment, the dawn's light pierced the darkness of night like a sharp sword, bringing new hope to the earth.

Lin Mo involuntarily raised his head, his gaze piercing through the boundless blue sky, where he saw a tiny speck slowly moving across the vast blue canvas.

A surge of anger welled up inside him, and he couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath: "Damn it! They're like a persistent ghost!"

Because Lin Mo knew that the damned eagle must have been one of those despicable servants of the gods!