The Villain Doesn’t Want To Get Entangled With the Beautiful Girl After Rebirth

193. No One Understands the Outburst Better Than Him

Lin Nuo was baffled, wondering what kind of skill Qin Shili cultivated that allowed her to recognize people by scent.

He thought Qin Shili was talking nonsense. After all, she was the aloof and proud ice beauty of the Xuan Yun Sect. Recognizing people by scent seemed utterly unreasonable.

It was more likely she noticed his identity through some detail and used a poor excuse to showcase her own talent.

Lin Nuo asked, “Miss, I haven’t seen you before. Were you the one who subdued the beast?”

Qin Shili responded softly, “Not entirely. There were Elder Yuan and other sorcerers, monks, and reinforcements. Since I came, I joined the war as well.”

“By the way? Weren’t you here specifically to subdue the beast?”

“No, I heard that Zhou Ling City issued a righteous group’s conscription order due to the rampant beasts. Since you didn’t return to Tian Ling Mountain, I came to try my luck and indeed encountered you.”

“I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

Lin Nuo felt Qin Shili was fishing for information and didn’t respond directly, pretending to be unaware.

“Then you can treat my words as nonsense. I came here for an important person and then joined the resistance against the beasts. Can you tell me about your achievements?”

“I have no achievements. I was just passing by, and as for why the scene is like this, I don’t know either.”

“Alright, I’m indeed naive to think you would confess. Your deeds can’t be hidden, and I expect they will be exposed soon.”

“Your expectations are useless; I truly have no achievements.”

Lin Nuo couldn’t understand the thoughts of this woman surnamed Qin. If it were about achievements, anyone present surpassed him. What he did here, killing Duran and the recent sorcerer, in their eyes, were sure crimes.

In terms of achievements, Ling Meng was even higher, as she killed so many beasts, and nearly all the soul fragments were collected by her.

“It’s found, it’s Cang Zhao, here, but he’s already dead.”

A sorcerer discovered Cang Zhao’s body, which had suffered internal and external injuries, then was finished off with an additional stab.

“He’s dead, who killed him?”

The other sorcerers became suspicious, their gazes falling on the only conscious person at the scene, Lin Nuo.

Lin Nuo shook his head: “I don’t know, I’ve just arrived not long ago, I don’t know who killed him.”

When faced with others’ questioning, Lin Nuo simply claimed ignorance, insisting that since everyone else witnessed what happened, feigning ignorance was the best policy.

At that moment, the sorcerers found some peculiar items on Cang Zhao’s person.

“What are these?”

The others gathered around, realizing that these items were not typical for a sorcerer or for the altar.

“These look like soul stones used by witches, and talismans too. Why would they be on Cang Zhao?”

They couldn’t fathom a reasonable explanation. As guardians of the altar, the sorcerers had heard tales of witches, who possessed unique soul stones and talismans to support their ancient secret arts.

As fellow sorcerers, they lacked such items, and it was odd for Cang Zhao to have them.

It was quite bizarre.

“Zhou Zhuo and the other two ladies are still unconscious. Please, everyone, rest here for a while and wait for them to awaken. I find this matter suspicious, and we need to investigate it thoroughly.”

The sorcerer pleaded respectfully, and the people stayed, resting near the altar, awaiting the awakening of the three involved.

Lin Nuo had no choice but to stay. Fleeing now might mark him as a suspect. Even as a nimble young man, he couldn’t outrun them; it was better to wait for the right moment.

He found a stone wall to lean against and rest.

Ling Meng and Su Kexin were unconscious, yet Lin Nuo sat there nonchalantly, not bothering to look at them.

No one understood the art of a breakthrough better than him. Despite the severity of their injuries and their current unconscious state, as long as they weren’t dead, they were sure to wake up, and upon awakening, their cultivation would advance.

“Damn, they’ve advanced again. I’m so envious.”

Lin Nuo held his forehead in exasperation. He had struggled hard to reach the third tier, relying solely on chance. But these girls, they seemed to cheat death and overpower their foes, and even after cheating, they managed to advance.

It’s maddening how some people have all the luck.

Qin Shili briefly discussed some matters with Elder Yuan, then joined Lin Nuo, sitting beside him, leaning against the stone wall.

Every time she approached him, Lin Nuo sensed trouble.

He couldn’t comprehend this woman’s way of thinking. An aloof and proud ice beauty, yet sometimes she acted on a whim.

Lin Nuo ignored her, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a flattened pork floss bun.

Though it didn’t look appetizing, it was still edible.

A bite to calm the nerves.

“Yours is all flattened. Here, take this.”

Qin Shili carefully took out two neatly packaged pork floss buns from her dress and handed them to Lin Nuo.

Carrying pork floss buns when leaving home was never a mistake. If she ran into Lin Nuo, she’d give them to him; if not, she could enjoy them herself.

“Thanks.”

Lin Nuo accepted the pork floss buns without pretense. They were offered right to him, and he wasn’t about to refuse with a hollow “No, thanks.” He took them directly.

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Indeed, the pork floss bun he had stashed in his pocket was squashed, and its texture was far from ideal. In contrast, Qin Shili’s buns were delicious.

“I heard you’ve taken on an apprentice named Udon Noodles. Is it a real apprenticeship?” Qin Shili asked.

“An actual disciple.”

“What teachings?”

“It’s the Black Waist King’s technique from our sect. As for the specifics, I’m not at liberty to disclose.”

“Alright, I won’t press you. It’s that one, right?”

Qin Shili pointed towards Ling Meng, who was receiving treatment.

“Yes.”

Lin Nuo didn’t avoid the question and responded directly. He always remembered that he was now in the guise of Wu Yingge, and according to the script set earlier, he had founded a sect called the Black Waist King, with only Wu Dongmian as a disciple.

Whether Ling Meng was truly Lin Nuo’s disciple was something Qin Shili intended to investigate. If so, what was being taught? If it was the Xuan Yun Sect’s techniques and swordplay, then he would be violating the sect’s rules by taking a disciple in secret.

What if it was a demonic technique?

Then he would be truly detestable. He was supposed to be teaching her, but instead, he went out on a commission and didn’t return for over a month, secretly teaching others demonic techniques. She couldn’t swallow this indignity.

Of course, she wouldn’t ask about the demonic techniques. There were too many people around, and it wasn’t something to be proud of.

“Your disciple is injured and unconscious, yet you seem not to be worried at all.”

“I’m not skilled in medicine; I can’t be of help, so worrying is pointless.”

“Won’t you go and see how she’s injured?”

“No need, I trust the doctors.”

Lin Nuo seriously continued, finishing a pork floss bun, taking a sip of water, and feeling content.

It was odd. The disciple was in trouble, yet the master wasn’t worried or concerned.

Perhaps they weren’t really master and disciple, just masquerading as such to carry out a mission here at the holy altar.

Whether they were master and disciple or not, she was a young lady, and who knows if they had been in each other’s company day and night these past days.

She had been foolishly waiting for him at Tianling Mountain all this time.

After some treatment, Su Kexin and Ling Meng were not in serious danger and were rapidly recovering, which put Liu Shuqin at ease.

Her gaze returned to Lin Nuo, who was sitting with Qin Shili.