The once lively entrance to the grand auditorium was now eerily deserted—

Except for Beichuan Lin still standing there.

On seeing Beichuan Si approaching, Beichuan Lin, who had been standing in place, naturally asked, "Have you finished talking with Mr. Shan Yuan?"

"Yes," Beichuan Si answered briefly.

"Is that so?"

Beichuan Lin mumbled thoughtfully.

It appeared as if she was responding to Beichuan Si's answer, yet it also sounded like she was talking to herself.

But regardless of that, her voice remained calm, as if she had already come to terms with the shocking truths Beichuan Si had brought her throughout the day—

No way!

Beichuan Lin suddenly raised her head, her hands gripping Beichuan Si's shoulders directly, "What the hell is this 'party leader' nonsense?! What's this 'Police Chief' craziness?! Why is a big star living at my place?! What on earth happened in the months I was away?!"

Yes.

Beichuan Lin couldn't hold it in any longer. Although the shocking reality was laid out before her and she had resigned herself to actively embrace this new reality, still—

The shock was inevitable!

You would never guess how difficult it was for Beichuan Lin to hold back; she had been holding it in ever since she first saw Nakajima Michika, through the revelation of Gangye Yoshiko being the Police Chief... and then to religious leaders, and finally to the party leader's daughter...

Numerous times, she wanted to grab Beichuan Si's expressionless face and loudly demand to know what had happened.

But considering there were others around, Beichuan Lin held it all back.

Right! This woman... this woman who had weathered the outside world forcibly suppressed all her shock and life-doubting feelings deep inside her heart.

"Do you know how hard that was for me? I really wanted to grab your face and ask you what happened! But I held back!"

"..." Beichuan Si.

Beichuan Si looked emotionlessly at Beichuan Lin's fingers that had already pinched his face.

His face had been distorted.

Beichuan Si could only move his mouth and said indistinctly, "I can't talk like this."

"..." Beichuan Lin.

After coughing twice, she consciously loosened her fingers.

Beichuan Si was still Beichuan Si.

Apart from several red finger marks on his face, not a single wrinkle creased his brow.

Seeing Beichuan Si like this, Beichuan Lin also took a deep breath.

During the time Beichuan Si had left for the infirmary, Beichuan Lin was not just waiting for Shan Yuanmu, but she also took the opportunity to question Beichuan Huili and Nakajima Michika extensively about Beichuan Si.

What she got were essentially praiseworthy words like 'everything is right when left to Beichuan', 'Brother Temple says the right thing, following him is okay', 'Beichuan makes delicious meals', and the like.

Nakajima Michika and Beichuan Huili basically had nothing negative to say about Beichuan Si.

It's clear that in these past months, Beichuan Si had completely won them over with his guidance.

Beichuan Huili is one thing, but even the big star Nakajima Michika was attracted to Beichuan Si...

Not to mention the matter of Shen Gu Mirai, the beautiful daughter-in-law.

Even if the world turned upside down, my son couldn't possibly have such a complete protagonist template, right?

And aren't there a little too many girls around my son? Could it be that my son has some issues with his conduct?

All these questions and shocks gave Beichuan Lin an unreal sense of disbelief.

As Beichuan Lin pondered, Beichuan Si, his expression unchanged, rubbed his cheek where it had been pinched and said:

"It's a long story about these matters, let's talk while we walk."

"That sounds good," Beichuan Lin nodded.

The two of them walked towards the school gate.

Beichuan Si didn't conceal anything regarding the ability of exorcism.

After all, with the explanation of the ability of exorcism, there was a rightful reason why he could make so many outstanding friends.

That's reality too.

In reality, if you are nothing, with no money, no abilities, no power, no one would bother with you, like in some animations where the tender and incompetent male protagonist is simply not likely to be liked by any lady or cute and beautiful girl.

Because you have no common ground with those people.

The introduction of the concept of "dead energy" suddenly made all these things plausible.

Just as he had demonstrated his ability to manipulate dead energy to Beichuan Hui Li, Beichuan Si was now laying out the truth about dead energy to Beichuan Lin.

"Dead energy? Impossible, impossible, impossible. Look, Brother Temple, even if you need an excuse, come up with a decent one, will you? This kind of excuse can't fool me at all," Beichuan Lin waved her hand, grinning.

She had initially thought that their understanding would be a commonplace one, much like a school romance comedy, but was Beichuan Si now trying to elevate their worldview to a paranormal horror angle?

From her triple repetition of "impossible," it was clear she was not buying what Beichuan Si was selling! Instead of falling for this charade, she would rather believe that Beichuan Si was treating her like a child and playing a game.

"You don't believe it?" Beichuan Si raised an eyebrow.

"Isn't that obvious?" Beichuan Lin shrugged. "How could such a thing exist in this world?"

Indeed.

Exorcism, healing, corrosive effects on ordinary things… Where in the world could such things exist?

Perhaps Beichuan Si was truly acting out the role of the Beichuan God and had developed delusions that he was the deity himself.

Beichuan Lin was about to voice her suspicion when she heard Beichuan Si say with an even tone:

"You still don't believe it after seeing this?"

"Seeing what? Wait, Brother Temple, what are you holding in your hand?!"

Beichuan Lin's mouth hung open.

She rubbed her eyes.

Then rubbed them again.

When she finally confirmed that she was not mistaken, she swallowed hard and said with apprehension, "Dead… dead energy?"

Yes, swirling between the fingers of Beichuan Si was a dark, sinister flow of energy.

It was definitely not a scene that could be created with any magician's prop.

As these energy flows moved, they seemed to peel away the temperature of the surrounding air.

Beichuan Si only displayed this for three seconds before pulling his hand back, his eyes—steady and unchanging—fixed on Beichuan Lin.

In this moment, there was no need for him to explain or say anything.

With such power, ties with a Police Chief, a party leader's daughter, and a religious figure wouldn't be a problem at all.

Everything made perfect sense.

Beichuan Lin was silent for a long time.

Truly silent for a very long time.

Finally, she took a deep breath and leaned on Beichuan Si, her legs giving out.

Was this a relief… or was it disconcerting?

All kinds of emotions surged simultaneously.

Beichuan Lin sighed deeply, "Brother Temple, tell me honestly, does the money you make each month relate to the dangerous activities you often engage in? Say, missions like exorcism and the like...?"

In response to her question, Beichuan Si nodded, then shook his head, adding, "Not entirely accurate, but yes, there are those sorts of commissions involving exorcism."

Sigh...

Beichuan Lin was helpless.

Honestly, her first reaction to her son possessing such abilities wasn't joy that her later life would be blessed, but a deep, undissolving concern.

As a mother, she didn't want her son to take risks or to encounter any mishaps; she just hoped he would grow up happily and safely.

But even if she voiced these sentiments to the current Beichuan Si...

Beichuan Lin looked at Beichuan Si.

She finally understood why, when she first saw Beichuan Si, she felt that he had changed so significantly.

It must be the various exorcism commissions over the past few months that had made him grow up so quickly.

This also explained why Beichuan Si suddenly started caring about his family.

Through the process of exorcism, all kinds of hardships and dangers must have facilitated his growth.

In times like these, a thousand words can only converge into one sentence:

"Temple… you've grown up."

Beichuan Lin showed a conflicted expression, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

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