Lin Mo returned to his villa in Yangjing Mountain and, after a simple dinner, began his cultivation.
The more he cultivated, the more he could feel his Dantian loosening up!
Mingling with the mundane world was indeed very useful.
However, for Lin Mo, integrating into ordinary life was just too dull, and given his extremely cold nature, it was inevitable that countless idiots would provoke him.
In the mundane world, these things were unavoidable.
As day turned into night and dawn arrived, the atmosphere at Qingye High School became much more serious when Lin Mo arrived.
Just as Lin Mo stepped into Class 9 of the senior year, Xu Fei had a bitter look on his face, "It's over, Brother Mo, I reckon I'm going to fail this monthly test."
As he spoke, Xu Fei started to frantically read his books and cram knowledge, ten lines at a glance, with immense focus.
Lin Mo shook his head indifferently, "Is cramming at the last minute useful?"