Then, Puhang continued his introduction.
“That lovely woman by the brazier,” he said, “is Ling Luoxue.”
The pregnant woman smiled shyly. "You must treat her like a princess; she's carrying my child."
"Holy crap, these divine servants can actually enter the mortal world, get married, and have children?" Lin Mo's heart was filled with turmoil, and he secretly wondered, "Just what kind of beings are these divine servants?"
Pu Hang turned his gaze to the remaining two people, his voice calm and steady, "This is my beautiful sister-in-law, and the handsome young man beside her is her new favorite."
Upon hearing this, the young man's face immediately darkened, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. "I am not anyone's pet!" he retorted sharply. "I am her man, the other half of her life!"
Upon hearing this, the white-bearded Tomon burst into laughter. He stroked his beard, his eyes full of mockery. "Look at you! You're like a mouse before a cat when you see her. You're not acting like a man at all! Boss Pu is right, you're clearly her pet!"
Upon hearing this, the surrounding crowd joined in the laughter, their voices filled with mockery and ridicule for the young man. However, the young man seemed not to hear them, simply watching Lin Mo silently.
"Ha, I almost forgot, your severed arm! Luo Xue, my beloved wife, could you help Lin Mo forge a new arm?"
Ling Luoxue stood up and smiled at Lin Mo, "Of course!"
"Build a new arm?"
“That’s right!” Ling Luoxue replied firmly, her voice filled with determination and confidence. “The power that Master bestowed upon me is the power of healing! As long as the flame of your life has not been extinguished, I can dispel the shadow of death for you, let alone the pain of a severed arm!”
She stepped forward slowly, her jade-like hand outstretched, as if to sow the seeds of hope upon Lin Mo.
At this moment, a miracle quietly unfolded before everyone's eyes.
Under Ling Luoxue's power, Lin Mo's right hand, which had been severed by the sharp blade, began to regrow at an astonishing speed. Flesh and blood gradually filled the wound, and blood vessels and nerves quietly reconnected.
In the blink of an eye, the originally damaged hand was restored to its original state and reappeared perfectly on Lin Mo's right arm.
“This…” Lin Mo gently opened his newly grown right hand, his eyes seemed to be ignited by starlight, sparkling with indescribable surprise and curiosity.
A surge of indescribable excitement welled up within him.
“Alright, now that you know us, Lin Mo,” Pu Hang said, “this is the head of the Holy City’s servants and his team. Now it’s your turn to speak. What are your plans? Join us, or return to the mortal realm!”
"I...can I still return to the mortal realm?" Lin Mo asked in surprise.
“Of course!” Puhang responded, “The choice is yours!”
"Where is my army? Is it still in that desert?" Lin Mo asked. "Did Ares return? Did his army attack my troops?"
“Ares has been injured by you, the mission has failed!” Puhang said. “He will remain in the Holy City to await his master’s next instructions. The troops in Quil City will be taken over by new divine servants.”
As for what happens next, that depends on your performance!
Hearing this, Lin Mo frowned. "I have already sincerely served my master, please..."
"Let your subordinates go? I don't hear a shred of sincerity in that!" Pu Hang chuckled. "What's your purpose in caring about your subordinates? Do you still want to continue being the Regent of Great Xia? Do you still want to conquer the world with your army?"
If that's the case, then I can understand it as you wanting to return to the mortal realm!!!
"Yes!" Lin Mo said truthfully.
Pu Hang's gaze met Lin Mo's again. "I respect your choice," he said, "but if I want you to go back, I need your cooperation!"
“You speak!” Lin Mo said.
Pu Hang's expression changed, and he suddenly asked very seriously, "Where are they?"
Lin Mo knew that he was asking about the god inside Zhao Wushi's body.
Therefore, Lin Mo had already prepared his explanation: "They haven't shown up for a long time! Ever since Ares and his men appeared out of nowhere, they've rarely appeared. That's why I took the risk and tried to assassinate Ares."
White-bearded Tomon frowned, his eyes flashing with doubt and unease. He asked in a deep voice, "You mean, Zhao Wushi and that evil god who betrayed his master have disappeared?"
Lin Mo nodded slightly, a complicated expression on his face. He said, half-jokingly, "That's right. After they gave me a task, they suddenly disappeared. It seems they sensed your presence and chose to hide."
Upon hearing this, Pu Hang frowned. After a moment of thought, he said, "Could it be Lin Mo, the one Zhao Wushi told us about?"
Upon hearing this, Tomon let out a long breath and sneered, "Is there any need to say more? It must have been that guy's doing. I told you long ago, Puhang, we should have informed the master earlier and let him personally deal with that traitor Zhao Wushi."
Puhang glared angrily at Tomon. "Tomon, one day you'll learn to think before you speak. If you have to bother your master with such trivial matters, then what use are we servants? What are we to you?"
“Hahaha,” Tomon spat out a mouthful of saliva, his eyes gleaming with unruly light, “Alright, I understand, I’ll shut up!” He then turned to Lin Mo, grinning with a smug smile.
“Look at him, kid,” he pointed at Puhang, a hint of mockery and admiration in his eyes, “that’s why he can be the leader, while I’ll always just be a follower. I can drink like a fish, I’m incredibly brave on the battlefield, my singing voice is much louder than his, and I’m more than three times his size.”
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