Chapter 819

But now…

If I go down, there will likely be big trouble.

Lin Moyu thought for a moment and decided that leaving was the best course of action.

The Wings of the Undead flapped once, and he vanished without a trace.

Chapter 822: Successfully Brainwashing Lin Moyu

Bai Yiyuan's deafening laughter echoed through the White God Courtyard.

Yan Kuangsheng stood to the side without offering an opinion; he had no experience and no right to speak on the matter.

Bai Yiyuan technically didn't have the right either, but as someone who had been through it, he had no problem laughing at Lin Moyu.

Thus, the undignified elder Bai Yiyuan laughed wantonly, giving Lin Moyu no face at all.

In response, Lin Moyu could only choose to ignore him.

He didn't know when he had first discovered that his teacher—the awe-inspiring God of Slaughter in everyone's hearts—was actually such a person without any integrity.

Lin Moyu thought about it; he had probably shown signs of this since their first trip to the Bloody Land.

Only Meng Anwen looked at Lin Moyu with a gentle smile.

Lin Moyu also knew that perhaps only Meng Anwen could give him the answer.

This teacher, God An, was a man of hidden depths.

He was the type who could walk through a field of flowers without a single leaf sticking to him.

He should be able to solve his problem.

Meng Anwen held out his cup, and Lin Moyu immediately poured him hot tea, respectfully handing back the fragrant cup.

When asking for a favor, one had to act the part.

Meng Anwen said slowly, "Is it just four?"

What do you mean 'just four'!

The corners of Lin Moyu's mouth twitched violently, and he didn't know how to respond.

Meng Anwen said, "Yiyi is Old Man Ning's granddaughter, Yun'er is Old Mo's granddaughter, and Shu Han is the granddaughter of Medicine God Shu. The families of these three are tied together, you understand."

The Ning Family, the Mo family, and the Shu Family were all major clans, existing as behemoths.

Any one of them coming forward would be enough to shake the entire Shenxia Empire.

Let alone the three families being tied together.

Lin Moyu said, "And their relationship with Yiyi is so good."

Meng Anwen chuckled, "There's also that girl named Mu Xianxian. She's pure-hearted and has deep feelings for Yiyi, like biological sisters."

"Little Lin, let me ask you, are you interested in those three?"

Lin Moyu shook his head, indicating he didn't have those kinds of feelings.

It wasn't a matter of whether he was interested in them now, but rather that they were interested in him.

Meng Anwen continued to ask, "Then do you dislike them?"

Lin Moyu shook his head again, "Not at all."

Thinking about it, he had interacted with each of the three.

In the Ancient Battlefield, he had traveled and fought alongside Mo Yun.

Mo Yun was decisive and never beat around the bush; she was quite the heroine.

He had run Dungeons with Mu Xianxian to increase gains.

Mu Xianxian was pure as a blank sheet of paper, never fighting for anything, and was extremely obedient and well-behaved.

In the academy, Shu Han was like a confidante and older sister—elegant, intellectual, and understanding.

Looking at the three of them individually, they were all outstanding women.

Lin Moyu treated them as friends, but he had never had those kinds of thoughts.

Meng Anwen smiled, "Is it not at all? Or is there a little bit?"

Lin Moyu was about to speak but was interrupted by Meng Anwen, "You don't need to answer. In fact, your actions have already given the answer."

"If there wasn't even a little bit, you should have gone down there openly earlier. Some things are better off being said clearly."

Lin Moyu was slightly stunned, "Is that so?"

"Isn't it?" Meng Anwen sipped his tea, his eyes narrowed with an irrepressible smile.

Lin Moyu had always been calm and could make rapid judgments on anything, but in the realm of emotions, he was truly hopeless.

Meng Anwen said, "Most things in this world can be divided into black and white. But emotions don't work like that."

"If you truly have no interest, then tell them clearly so they don't wait in vain. Don't be like Old Bai, stringing someone along for half a lifetime before things finally bore fruit."

Bai Yiyuan's laughter stopped abruptly. Why did the conversation suddenly circle back to him?

Yan Kuangsheng stifled a laugh, "Exactly. An emotional idiot like yourself has no right to laugh at Little Lin."

Bai Yiyuan snorted, "Still better than an old bachelor like you."

"That's because I don't want to find one. If I did, there'd be a whole crowd of them."

…

Lin Moyu automatically tuned the two of them out and continued to seek help from Meng Anwen.

Meng Anwen pointed a finger, and a simple formation enveloped the two of them, isolating the sounds from outside.

"Little Lin, actually, what I think is, you should just marry them all."

Meng Anwen's earnest words gave Lin Moyu a shock.

Marry them all? He had never even considered that.

Meng Anwen said, "Besides Yiyi, those three are all your friends, right?"

"At the same time, those three are also Yiyi's friends, right?"

"Hypothetically, if you only marry Yiyi, won't it be very awkward between you all in the future? You might not even be able to be friends anymore."

"And those three would be heartbroken; I doubt Yiyi would be happy about that either."

"Rather than making things so awkward, it's better to marry them all."

Lin Moyu no longer knew what to say. This teacher's logic truly opened his eyes.

Could one actually think about the problem this way?

Meng Anwen chuckled, "With your status in the empire, you have privileges. Marrying a few more is no problem. As for those old fogies, I'll go speak to them on your behalf."

"Rest assured, in families like Yiyi's and Mo Yun's, it's not unusual to marry several wives at once. For instance, Old Man Ning has three wives."

—Requesting Flowers—

"Furthermore, you said it yourself—the four of them didn't start a fight. That in itself explains a lot."

It sounded like Meng Anwen had a point, but Lin Moyu still felt something wasn't quite right.

Meng Anwen continued, "A real man shouldn't be so indecisive. Either marry them all or marry none of them. You decide."

Lin Moyu suddenly asked, "Teacher, why didn't you get married?"

Meng Anwen chuckled, "There were too many; I couldn't handle them all."

That one sentence left Lin Moyu speechless.

Too many…

There really were quite a few; he had seen no less than twenty that day.

And there were probably others he hadn't seen.

In his youth, Meng Anwen was recognized as the number one handsome man in the entire Shenxia Empire; too many women liked him.

Meng Anwen spoke much more with Lin Moyu.

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Either marry all, or marry none.

If he only married one, three people would be heartbroken, and he would lose three friends.

The tradition of the Shenxia Empire wasn't strictly monogamous; generally, men with ability would always marry a few more.

Ultimately, under Meng Anwen's coaxing, Lin Moyu was successfully brainwashed.

The subsequent matters were left to Meng Anwen and the others.

According to the traditions of the Shenxia Empire, elders had to step forward to propose marriage.

Meng Anwen was the best candidate.

…

At the Ning Family home in Xiajing, a class change formation was in operation.

Ning Yiyi sat quietly in the center of the formation, receiving the baptism of the world's laws.

The formation was personally arranged by Meng Anwen and was undoubtedly the best class change formation currently available to the human race.

Sensing Ning Yiyi's state within the formation, Meng Anwen knew there wouldn't be any problems.

Next, it would depend on Ning Yiyi's luck.

Ning Yiyi had the elemental god stone given by Lin Moyu, which could increase the probability of class sublimation, plus the formation he arranged and the massive amount of treasures the Ning Family had brought out.

The probability of class sublimation exceeded fifty percent.

At the same time, Ning Yiyi also had a talent god stone and a skill god stone.

Not only could she awaken a talent, but she could also strengthen her skills.

Lin Moyu had embarked on a completely different path, so these things were useless to him and he gave them all to Ning Yiyi.

With these items, even if Ning Yiyi didn't achieve class sublimation, the impact wouldn't be too great.

Meng Anwen and Ning Tairan stood side by side; everyone else was more than ten meters away. Whether in terms of status or position, no one else had the right to stand beside them.

Meng Anwen said in a low voice, "Old Ning, I've come to propose a marriage on behalf of Little Lin."

Ning Tairan seemed to have anticipated this, his eyes flashing with sharpness. "Good."

Chapter 823: One More Doesn't Matter

Ning Tairan agreed very decisively, without any hesitation at all.

Meng Anwen was slightly surprised, "You're just agreeing like that?"

"Did you want me to refuse?" Ning Tairan asked back with a hint of strangeness.

"You old fogey, didn't you value your precious granddaughter more than anything?"

"Is keeping a tight watch useful? Would it work even if I didn't agree? Would Yiyi let me off?"

A series of three questions, every word making perfect sense.

The arguments Meng Anwen had prepared beforehand were now useless.

He had originally thought this old fellow Ning Tairan would put on airs, requiring him to do some talking.

He hadn't expected him to agree all at once, which actually surprised Meng Anwen.

Ning Tairan said, "Later we'll discuss a time, then you just give whatever betrothal gifts you want, and we'll settle the matter."

Meng Anwen whispered, "Old Ning, there's still a bit of a problem with this."

Ning Tairan's brow furrowed suddenly, "What problem? Is Little Lin unwilling to marry her now?"

Meng Anwen shook his head slightly, "It's not that, but rather Mo Yun and Shu Han."

"What about them?" Ning Tairan didn't understand for a moment.