Star Iron: Max-Level Divination but Only Wants to Slack Off!

Players with heart conditions should absolutely not play Qingque, unless you possess great fortune, or you believe you have a chance to transmigrate to another world after death.

— Lin Mo�...

Chapter 52 Crisis

"Lin Mo, you..."

Qingque stood up and exclaimed, but before she could finish her sentence, she quickly realized that something was wrong!

Susan also stood up and glanced at the location of the restroom.

Li Ling has not returned yet for some reason.

The atmosphere instantly became tense because of Lin Mo's action.

The female waitress who had just left stood there, speechless for a long time.

Mingtang's clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and he looked at the male waiter covered in grease with fear.

Surprisingly, the waiter didn't get angry. Instead, he wiped the sticky food off his face with his arm and said:

"Heh, a low-level diviner, leading three weak Fate Walkers, dares to be so arrogant?"

His voice lowered, a stark contrast to his previous gentle tone.

Mingtang and the waiter standing to the side couldn't help but tremble, instinctively pressing themselves against the wall, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"A low-level diviner..." Lin Mo smiled.

That phrase again. Sigh, why do young people these days always judge people by their appearance?

However, although this identity may easily make some people look down on it and cause a lot of trouble... isn't it also an advantage to arouse their arrogance and contempt?

"Hey, if this is considered arrogant, then what are you?"

"A bastard who inherited the secrets of the Medicine King dares to commit crimes in the Star Chariot Sea during this sensitive period? Heh, what a show of power!"

Lin Mo sneered.

Upon hearing this, the ferryman was stunned. He hadn't even activated his Abundant Aura yet, so how did the other party guess?

The secret teachings of the Medicine King?!

Qingque exclaimed in surprise, and he couldn't help but look at the ashen-faced waiter, clearly in disbelief.

This is the central hub of the Star Chariot Sea! The enemy has actually infiltrated here!

Susan was also taken aback. Although she guessed that the other party was not friendly, she did not expect that it was actually a person from the secret lineage of the Medicine King.

Upon hearing that the other party was from the secret teachings of the Medicine King, Mingtang's fear deepened!

Without a second thought, he scrambled toward the gate, yelling, "Help! Help! There's a bountiful monster here!"

Seeing this, the apostle of the Medicine King's secret teachings gave a bitter smile, and then his figure vanished like a ghost.

He moved with incredible speed, leaving a pale yellow afterimage, and arrived at the door in an instant. He kicked the head chef of Mingtang aside, then crossed his arms and used his back to close the door of the private room, leaning against it.

"None of you are leaving here until I get the questions I want."

As he spoke, he crossed his arms and slowly pulled a short, exquisite butterfly knife from his pocket.

The dark patterns shimmered in the air. He ripped open his greasy waiter's shirt, glared at Lin Mo, and threatened, "Next, I expect you to answer my questions truthfully. Of course, you can also be a little willful and try to resist."

As he spoke, the apostle turned to look at Susan and Qingque, revealing a chilling smile, and said, "But those two little girls beside you are in for a rough time."

Upon hearing this, Susan and Qingque turned pale.

Based on that one strike, they could feel the difference in strength between the two sides!

Clearly, the other party is not an ordinary follower of the Medicine King's secret teachings!

His strength is probably much greater than that of Chi Xue, and they are completely unable to withstand him.

Thinking of this, Qingque leaned closer to Lin Mo, her pupils shimmering like water, her heart pounding rapidly...

An unprecedented sense of crisis crept into my heart.

Lin Mo gave a wry smile.

This is really tricky.

He had one hand behind his back, his fingertips shimmering with a faint glow of ink.

"How is Li Ling now?"

Lin Mo met the other person's amused gaze and said calmly.

Upon hearing this, the apostle of the Medicine King's secret teachings frowned and snorted coldly, "Hmph, don't worry, he's safe now. He's probably sleeping in the toilet."

At this point, the apostle waved his hand and said helplessly, "Sigh, if you had just finished the meal on the table, it would have been much easier and less troublesome than it is now."

So they really did drug it?

Lin Mo muttered to himself.

Qingque felt a wave of fear wash over her, glancing horrifiedly at the Kung Pao Chicken on the chair.

It's hard to imagine what would have happened today without Lin Mo.

"But now, you still have a chance."

The apostle smiled.

"Tell me, how did you acquire the aura of the Mystic Arts of Revelation on your body? A low-level diviner?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo frowned.

So that's why we came.

Are you referring to this?

Lin Mo slowly took out the secret scroll of the Medicine King from his arms.

Upon seeing this, the envoy immediately frowned.

How could something like this be in the hands of a low-level diviner like him!

You should know that the believers who are qualified to possess the parchment scrolls are the backbone of the elite!

How could I have been defeated by this lowly diviner!

Thinking of this, the envoy couldn't help but look at Lin Mo with newfound respect and made a decision.

This child cannot be kept.

"Hehe, I didn't expect a dog's nose to be so sensitive."

Lin Mo smiled.

The envoy frowned slightly, though he was dissatisfied, he did not show it.

How did you get your hands on this?

"Just killing a few scoundrels from the Medicine King's secret techniques, nothing to make a fuss about," Lin Mo yawned, completely unconcerned.

Upon hearing this, the secret envoy of the Medicine King's Secret Teachings could no longer contain himself. Veins bulged on his forehead as he secretly pondered how to torture this kid.

Qingque's face was ashen. She glanced at Lin Mo with concern, while Lin Mo smiled at her and said, "Don't worry."

You'd be crazy to think that way!

Qingque pursed her lips, feeling a sense of suffocation wash over her; she could tell that the guy opposite her was really angry.

It wasn't that she didn't trust Lin Mo, but rather that she was too worried about his safety.

Lin Mo gives off the impression of a strategist who plans everything, but he looks like he's never been in a fight before. How can that be allowed!