The End Times as a Song

Chapter 217 I can explain!

Lin Moshi was in a very awkward position, unsure whether to leave or stay. Spurred on by Lin Yin, his feet felt incredibly heavy.

Wu Zheyu couldn't stand seeing Lin Yin bullying Lin Moshi, so she turned around and retorted to Lin Yin without any politeness: "Does my brother need to report to an ignorant little god like you who doesn't even know where he came from?"

Lin Yin chuckled and mocked, "Of course not...! The God of the Apocalypse is the only god left over from ancient times, it's just a pity! His bloodline is a bit impure."

Upon hearing this, Wu Zheyu frowned and became angry. With a wave of her fair hand, a long whip adorned with wisteria blossoms appeared. She glared at Lin Yin and said, "Whether my brother's bloodline is pure or not is none of your business!"

Lin Yin looked at Wu Zheyu with a sarcastic tone and reminded him, "Lord Zheyu, are you planning to get rough with me?"

Wu Zheyu snorted coldly and said mockingly, "What? Are you scared?"

Lin Yin laughed, his sickly and delicate appearance making people feel very sorry for him. He continued to mock Wu Zheyu: "I'm afraid, very afraid! I'm only afraid that if I accidentally hurt you, your brother will have a hard time explaining it when he goes back!"

Wu Zheyu was so angry that she couldn't utter a complete sentence: "You...!"

After hearing Lin Yin's words, Lin Moshi did not turn around to face Lin Yin and Huan Ruge. Instead, he stopped Wu Zheyu: "Ayu...! Stop...!"

Wu Zheyu was indignant and anxiously turned to look at Lin Moshi: "Brother, they've bullied us so much, why are you still putting up with it?"

Lin Moshi took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and angrily rebuked Wu Zheyu: "I told you to stop, did you hear me?"

Wu Zheyu twitched slightly in fear, and retorted defiantly, "I heard you, I'll listen to you, don't be angry."

After stopping Wu Zheyu's impulsive actions, Lin Moshi continued to ask Lin Yin, "Lin Yin, what exactly do you want?"

Seeing that Lin Moshi had taken the bait, Lin Yin teased him with a barbed tone: "Doomsday God, you're exaggerating. I wouldn't dare do anything to you. It's just a greeting, not as serious as you think."

"Now that I've said my piece, is there anything else? If not, I won't keep you company any longer." Lin Moshi finished speaking and lifted his foot to leave.

Lin Yin called out to him in a cheeky tone, "Wait, Lord of the Apocalypse, don't rush off. You haven't even said goodbye to Miss Huan yet. That's not very nice!"

Huan Rugo was stunned when she saw Lin Yin directing the fire at her. She had no idea what Lin Yin was trying to do by provoking Lin Moshi. What was his intention? She looked at Lin Yin and asked in a low voice, "Lin Yin, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Don't panic, just say hello...!"

"I'm not panicking, I just don't understand, is it really necessary?"

“It’s necessary…! How could it not be necessary? After all, we’ve known each other for a long time.”

"Aren't you going a bit too far!"

"It's a bit too early for you to judge whether I've gone too far or not!"

"What do you mean?"

"You'll understand later! I'm doing this for your own good!"

"Are you stirring up trouble for my own good by doing this to me?"

Forced into a corner, Lin Moshi turned around and looked directly at Huan Rugo and Lin Yin. His gaze lingered on Huan Rugo, and he looked at her with tender affection: "Miss Huan, is there anything else you want to say to me?"

Huanru, flustered, bowed to Lin Moshi, her eyes darting away, unable to meet his gaze. In her nervousness, she blurted out, "I, I, it's nothing! I don't know what to say! I'll talk to you privately! I can explain!"