Lin Mo was smiling happily.

Jiang Yanzhen, however, was stunned. This development was completely beyond her expectations.

Settle accounts?

Settle what accounts?

Shouldn’t he be either furiously enraged or deeply heartbroken, saying some bold and determined words to salvage his dignity?

Lin Mo could tell exactly what Jiang Yanzhen was thinking from her dumbfounded expression.

This foolish woman… Did she really think he was the type to say something like:

“Thirty years on the east river, thirty years on the west—don’t underestimate a poor youth!”

And then, from that moment on, struggle desperately to rise in power just to prove himself to her?

What a joke. Was she even worthy of that?

“Since I have never violated the boundaries of our engagement, and you are the one initiating the annulment, shouldn’t there be some form of compensation?”

The crowd was dumbstruck once again.

What kind of move was this?

They had imagined many different scenarios, but Lin Mo’s every action had completely defied their expectations.

Jiang Yanzhen was momentarily stunned.

Was Lin Mo this kind of person?

So, all of his kindness before was just a facade?

How utterly disgusting.

“I have, of course, already prepared compensation.”

Jiang Yanzhen clapped her hands, and the subordinates she had brought forward three boxes.

“Here are three fourth-grade Longevity Pills, one fifth-grade Marrow Cleansing Pill, and a lower-tier magical sword.”

“The fifth-grade Marrow Cleansing Pill should be enough to heal most of your father’s injuries. The Longevity Pills are just what Grandpa Lin needs, and the lower-tier magical sword can serve as your life-bound weapon.”

“How’s that for compensation?”

After saying this, Jiang Yanzhen lifted her chin slightly, exuding the air of a noble princess as she awaited Lin Mo’s response.

These items had been carefully selected based on what she had learned about Lin Mo’s situation.

She could already picture how ecstatic Lin Mo would be.

Yet, unexpectedly, Lin Mo’s expression didn’t change at all—his gaze even carried a hint of disdain.

What was going on now?

Lin Mo sneered. “Are you insulting the Lin family with this pathetic compensation, or is this really the best your Jiang family can offer?”

Jiang Yanzhen’s face darkened. “Don’t push your luck. These items are already quite valuable. You should think carefully—your Lin family wouldn’t find them so easy to obtain.”

The Lin family members were now looking at Jiang Yanzhen with strange expressions.

She still didn’t realize what was happening when Lin Mo suddenly turned toward Lin Zhan and said, “Father, show her.”

Lin Zhan immediately understood what his son meant. He gathered all his spiritual energy and let out a deafening shout toward Jiang Yanzhen:

“Little girl, do you really think I need your so-called compensation?”

The elders present had already taken precautions to shield the younger members of the family.

As for Jiang Yanzhen, she felt like her eardrums were about to burst. She hurriedly circulated her spiritual energy to resist, but even so, she struggled to endure the force.

Lin Mo wasn’t surprised at all by this outcome. After all, although both his father and Jiang Yanzhen were seventh-grade Golden Core cultivators, his father’s cultivation technique was no weaker than hers. Furthermore, he was already in the late Golden Core stage, so it was natural that she couldn’t withstand his pressure.

However, Gu Ningxin found something strange. “Husband, don’t you feel that something is off?”

Lin Zhan, still enjoying his moment, asked, “What’s off?!”

He had been bottling up his frustration over his son’s humiliation for so long. Finally being able to release it all made him feel refreshed.

Gu Ningxin hesitated, unable to explain the odd feeling she had. Why did this whole thing feel like a setup to humiliate Jiang Yanzhen?

The white-clothed girl beside Jiang Yanzhen quickly stepped in to protect her, frowning as she focused on Lin Zhan. “Yanzhen, Lin Zhan’s spiritual energy is abundant, and his cultivation has reached the late Golden Core stage. He is not as you described—someone with hidden injuries.”

Jiang Yanzhen, still feeling dizzy from Lin Zhan’s voice, took a while to recover before finally looking toward Lin Mo. “Your father…?”

Lin Zhan, even more excited than Lin Mo, cut in before his son could speak. “Mo’er gave me a sixth-grade pill yesterday. My injuries are completely healed. I don’t need your pitiful compensation.”

Lin Mo: “…”

His father was unexpectedly quite amusing.

Lin Nantian had lived for over five hundred years and had always been a very composed man.

But at this moment, he too felt an urge to rub this in Jiang Yanzhen’s face.

With that thought, he took out the birthday gift Lin Mo had given him earlier. “Longevity Pills? My grandson already gifted me some today. This old man has no interest in your second-rate offerings.”

“…?”

Lin Mo was speechless.

Where was the dignity of the noble, imposing grandfather he had seen earlier?

As expected, the father and son duo were definitely related.

The white-clothed girl furrowed her brows.

A fifth-grade Longevity Pill—Cold Ice Palace could certainly afford such an item.

The only reason they hadn’t included it earlier was that they hadn’t thought it necessary.

Yet now, it had become a source of humiliation.

Her gaze fell upon Lin Mo. This young man was only at the Golden Core stage, and according to her “disciple Yanzhen,” he had only joined a mere second-grade sect, Qingling Sect.

So how had he obtained pills that even Soul Division and Nascent Soul cultivators would covet?

Jiang Yanzhen was now utterly humiliated.

She had never expected that the carefully prepared compensation would be so utterly worthless in the eyes of the Lin family.

Meanwhile, Lin Mo wasn’t idle. His grandfather and father had already had their turn at showing off—he ought to at least play along.

With a flick of his hand, a dazzling Liuli Sword appeared in front of him.

Lin Mo smiled. “A magical treasure-grade sword? I have one too. I don’t need yours.”

A third blow.

Jiang Yanzhen had now suffered humiliation threefold.

But this time, the white-clothed girl was truly shocked.

“Liuli Sword? Wasn’t that the favorite sword of that old man Xuan Yi? How did it end up in your hands?”

Lin Mo was a little surprised that the white-clothed girl recognized the sword, but he had no intention of explaining.

“And what does that have to do with you?”

The white-clothed girl narrowed her eyes slightly but didn’t press further.

Indeed, it had nothing to do with her.

However, Lin Mo had caught something interesting—she had referred to Real Person Xuan Yi as an ‘old man.’

Xuan Yi was an elder of Lingjian Sect, a first-grade immortal sect.

This meant one of two things:

Either she was of equal standing, or she had some deep-seated enmity with him.

Hmm… not that it was any of his business.

The white-clothed girl patted Jiang Yanzhen’s shoulder, signaling her to stay calm.

Jiang Yanzhen finally came back to her senses, but her face was dark with anger as she asked, “Then what kind of compensation do you want?”

Lin Mo turned to Lin Nantian, giving him an exaggerated wink.

“Grandfather, tell Miss Jiang about the dowry we prepared for the Jiang family.”

Lin Nantian, a seasoned old fox who had lived for five hundred years, immediately understood his grandson’s intentions.

He stroked his beard and grinned. “A mid-tier spirit vein, three thousand Nourishing Qi Pills, five hundred Nine-Turn Pills, twenty spirit treasures, eighty mortal treasures…”

The moment the guests heard the list, they were completely stunned.

What an extravagant offer!

Lin Mo’s smile remained calm. “Just compensate us with everything my grandfather mentioned, and we’ll consider the engagement annulled.”

Jiang Yanzhen wasn’t stupid—she immediately saw through the trap and snapped, “You’re extorting us! You’re demanding an outrageous price!”

Lin Mo’s smile widened.

“Miss Jiang, are you saying that you aren’t worth this dowry?”

“If you truly think we’re demanding too much, then don’t annul the engagement.”

“Tomorrow, our Lin family will personally deliver this dowry to your Jiang family, and we will wed that very day.”

“You—!”

Jiang Yanzhen’s face turned red with anger.

She had never expected Lin Mo to be this shameless!

Just then, Nangong Xu suddenly spoke up.

“The Nangong family will cover the compensation.”

Hearing this, Lin Mo’s lips curled into a smirk.

The man Jiang Yanzhen had chosen… really wasn’t very smart, was he?