"Lin, there's something I need to remind you of."

Ward's smile suddenly faded, and he lowered his voice: "The Haim family member you killed on the Ice Plateau—Haim's father, Mickey, is also a War God of the War God Temple. If you encounter him in Snow City, you must be careful."

"Hmm, thank you for the warning, Ward." Lin Mo smiled, but in truth, he didn't really take the War God of the War God Temple seriously. According to Lin Mo's estimation, the War Gods of the War God Temple should all be at the Moon Wheel Realm level, only equivalent to the likes of Tian Zhao and Xuzuo. With his current vision, he no longer considered such people substantial threats.

Ward and Kro didn't bring up the matter again, primarily because Lin Mo himself was incredibly powerful and now seemed to have connections with the Lanbo Family, suggesting he must have his own trump cards. Otherwise, after killing Haim, he should have left Snow City as soon as possible.

"Leader Ward of the Snow Lion Mercenary Group, long time no see."

A somewhat harsh voice rang out nearby.

Two men and a woman approached them. One of the men looked rugged, the other was gentlemanly, both with European features. As for the woman, she wore a black hollowed-out long dress, exuding seduction and allure.

"Ferdinand of the Thunder Mercenary Corps..."

Ward frowned, his gaze falling on the rugged man without showing overly warm reception.

Although all were mercenary groups affiliated with the Lanbo Family, there was still competition among them. For example, the Snow Lion Mercenary Group and Thunder Mercenary Corps had always had a competitive relationship.

"Ward, I didn't expect you had the face to attend Master Lan Bo's banquet?" Ferdinand sneered.

"What do you mean?" Ward frowned, his face showing anger.

"Your mercenary group hasn't upgraded for three years, while our Thunder Mercenary Corps received approval from the Mercenary Guild just yesterday, officially becoming a Level Mercenary Group. Tsk tsk... people should know their place and not try to join every event."

Ferdinand shook his head, a trace of disdain showing on his face.

The man and woman standing beside him didn't bother to hide the contempt in their eyes either.

Kro and Yina's expressions changed slightly; it was evident this group was here to cause trouble.

"Do we need the approval of your Thunder Mercenary Corps to attend Young Master Lan Bo's banquet?" Ward snorted coldly, his face turning somewhat ashen.

"Of course not, though I do think people should know their limits." Ferdinand's lips curled into a very contemptuous smile.

"You..."

Ward clenched his fists, but this was Young Master Lan Bo's banquet, and he didn't dare make a move here.

"Master Lin, so you are here."

At this moment, a young man in a tailcoat quickly walked over. Everyone turned to look.

Ward, Kro, Yina, and even the members of the Thunder Mercenary Corps paused briefly before speaking with a hint of reverence: "Mr. Mark."

"Hmm." Mark only glanced at them; these people who hadn't even reached Level Mercenary Group status were not worthy of much conversation.

"Master Lin, Young Master Lan Bo is already inside waiting for you. Today's banquet is specifically to host you. Please follow me inside." Mark walked up to Lin Mo, slightly bowed, and said with a smile.

At these words, both Ward and Ferdinand were stunned—today's banquet was specially organized for Lin Mo?

"Alright, I understand. These are my friends; could they join me inside?"

Lin Mo glanced at Ward and the others, asking.

"Master Lin's friends are, of course, welcome." Mark nodded towards Ward and the others.

Ward, Kro, and Yina were somewhat flattered. They knew that only Level Mercenary Groups were typically allowed into the inner hall.

"Leader Ward, Kro, Yina, come inside and have some fun."

Lin Mo said with a smile.

Ward and the others were momentarily stunned before finally regaining their composure. Knowing more individuals from Level Mercenary Groups could be very beneficial for their future development.

Now Ward understood why Lin Mo wasn't afraid of retribution from the Haim family. When even Young Master Lan Bo hosts a banquet for him, Lin seems to have an incredible background and power—that's how he mastered martial arts at such a young age.

As for the Thunder Mercenary Corps, left aside, they watched Ward and the others follow Lin Mo into the inner hall, and Ferdinand gritted his teeth, letting out a cold snort.

"Leader, did you see Ferdinand's face just now? It was wonderful." Yina happily laughed.

Ward was also in a good mood; the Thunder Mercenary Corps had always suppressed the Snow Lion Mercenary Group, and they had finally regained some face this time, though it was all due to Lin Mo.

Entering the hotel's inner hall, they were greeted with lavish splendor and grandeur. There were significantly fewer people, and the dome was adorned with realistic scenic oil paintings, so vivid as if entering another world.

"Leader Ward, this is for you. Enjoy some drinks here. I have some matters to attend to." Lin Mo handed a membership card to Ward.

"This is... a Bronze Membership Card of the Mercenary Guild. One must spend over a hundred thousand to qualify. Whether buying goods or doing other things, as long as it's within the Mercenary Guild, there's a degree of preference and benefits." Ward's eyes widened.

"I probably won't need it in the future." Lin Mo, not waiting for Ward's refusal, placed the membership card in his hand and then followed Mark inside.

"Leader, we've met a benefactor." Mark laughed, patting Ward on the shoulder.

"Indeed, a great benefactor." Ward wryly smiled, tucking the membership card away, shrugging his shoulders.

Mark led the way, taking Lin Mo into the main hall. From a distance, they could see Lan Bo chatting with a group of teenagers, while Yingzi stood beside them holding a glass, her large watery eyes scanning around, seemingly searching for someone.

When she saw Lin Mo appear, a sparkle flickered in Yingzi's eyes.

"Master."

A hint of excitement was evident on Yingzi's small face.

"Hmm, not mad at me anymore?" Lin Mo teased with a smile.

"How could I dare be mad at Master? It's just... I just felt upset in the afternoon, that's all, so I wandered off." Yingzi pouted adorably.

"Master Lin."

Just then, Lan Bo also noticed Lin Mo's arrival, displaying a graceful smile as he came over with a glass. Lan Bo, it must be said, was a very handsome man—exterior and interior, the type most women adored.

Charming appearance, distinguished family, gentlemanly elegance—he was the kind that enchanted women. At the moment, dressed in a white suit, he seemed like a prince straight out of a fairytale.

"Young Master Lan Bo, it's just an evening banquet, but I didn't expect it to be so lavish." Lin Mo responded politely with a smile.

"Consider it a farewell for Master Lin and Miss Yingzi. After all, I've known Miss Yingzi for three years; we're old friends now. Plus, Snow City is my hometown; it's only right to extend hospitality." Lan Bo said with decorum.

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