Mated at First Sight
Chapter 929 - 610: Everyone Knows (Part 1)

Chapter 929: Chapter 610: Everyone Knows (Part 1)

Actually... cough cough cough... he bet a hundred, the answer, consistent with theirs.

From the first time he saw Mu Lin, Ling Qi had never thought of Mu Lin as a good person.

Sharp-tongued, fierce in combat, and those almost merciless sharp and indifferent eyes, all of these were telling; what’s more, later on, she revealed a name that struck fear in people’s hearts.

As for Mu Lin, with her hearing, the whisperings of the people nearby naturally did not escape her ears. However!

Smirking, they really do know her quite well!

Jing Youlan: "It looks like there’s no point in betting anymore." Everyone has the same answer! It’s not fun at all. Smirking, watching the curve at the corner of Mu Lin’s mouth, it really is quite similar.

Sister-in-law, please don’t hold back; after all, we are the ones with reason on our side now.

The other party, looking at the curve at the corner of Mu Lin’s mouth, for some reason felt a slight chill in their heart, but still couldn’t help but ask, "What do you propose?" Not knowing what Mu Lin would suggest for them; or rather, they could tell her intent from her Mandarin.

Mu Lin smiled faintly, her dark eyes moving, "Hand over the person who injured my comrade. I won’t ask for anything else, just that wherever our three-ball got hurt, he follows suit; that way, I’ll save that Special Forces Soldier named Ai Lu that you mentioned." How about that? She actually is quite magnanimous, "This time, I’m not going to charge you any interest." Still, it’s a good deal, isn’t it?

Walker furrowed his brow; sure enough, it wasn’t going to be easy; or perhaps Mu Lin was simply unwilling.

"How about it, not agreeable?" Mu Lin raised an eyebrow, "Every man for himself, even a three-year-old child knows this principle. Did you not learn it when you were young?" Her expression one of surprise.

Tsk tsk tsk, not even as good as their own precious ones (Mu Lin was referring to her own set of twins, and... a certain two pets).

Looking at Mu Lin, Walker pursed his lips and, in the next moment, instinctively looked back at the leading Special Forces Soldier. His face was dark as death at the moment, his fists tightly clenched, looking rather somber.

Frowning, Walker was worried that he might explode right here, and then, they would be the ones to suffer embarrassment, and Mu Lin and her comrades would still hold all the reason.

Ignoring the other party’s current expression and some people’s looks ready to settle things through a brawl, Mu Lin continued leisurely.

"It seems you are not aware that everyone knows I, Mu Lin... am swift to retaliate." So yeah, she really is not a good person, so don’t even think of applying the standards of a good person to question or measure her.

Not at all allowed.

Regarding what Ling Qi had said, honestly, Mu Lin would consider it, but she would never compromise.

Hate trouble? Then make yourself stronger. To her, all excuses are just that, excuses, and the reason is that you’re simply not strong enough.

Sometimes being too patient; and she, cough cough... has never been able to do that.

Looking at Mu Lin, Walker asked with compressed lips, "Is there absolutely no room for negotiation?" He still held some hope.

To him, undoubtedly, it was a difficult choice.

Did he really have to choose between these two excellent Special Forces Soldiers? Walker didn’t want to choose.

Just then, Jing Youlan suddenly stood up from his seat, walked over to Mu Lin, and leaned in to whisper in her ear, still with a mischievous smile on his lips.

Hearing what he said, Mu Lin looked at him, "Are you sure?" Just letting them off so easily?

Jing Youlan nodded, speaking softly, "I think this is more humiliating for him than being injured." Most importantly, this way, they’d still end up with a good reputation.

After all, they’ve always had right on their side, haven’t they? Considering that Three-ball’s leg is now fine, they might as well step back graciously.

If Instructor Luo says to let him go, then they’ll let him go this time, but just this once; if he falls into their hands again, they certainly won’t show any mercy.

"I understand." Mu Lin nodded. Jing Youlan’s words were actually a step down, a step to prevent a Special Forces Soldier from becoming too hostile.

Seeing Mu Lin agree, Jing Youlan turned and returned to his original spot, continuing—watching the excitement.

Mu Lin’s gaze lifted to Walker, her voice cool and detached, "Just now, Ying Sun whispered in my ear that they don’t want to pursue your matter any longer."

"Really?" Walker was delighted. It seemed people indeed didn’t hold grudges for too long; but this young girl in front of him did not seem like a good person.

Even if she had the face of an angel.

Mu Lin nodded, smiled slightly, and amidst his delight, suddenly introduced a "but," "However, although they’ve let it go, I still have one condition. If you agree to it, then I’ll grant your request."

"What condition?" The other party asked instinctively.

"I want the person who hurt Three-ball to apologize to Three-ball and our Ying Sun in front of all the Special Forces Soldiers from various countries tomorrow during the daytime. He must retract all his disparaging remarks about Special Forces Soldiers and that hand gesture! If you do that, then I will go and treat your teammate without a second word, and I promise, his leg won’t have any lasting issues."

No sooner had Mu Lin finished speaking than Walker had yet to say anything, when that particular person who caused the injury shouted furiously, "Expecting an apology from me, dream on!" Absolutely not possible, he was not wrong!

"Shut up!" Unfortunately, Walker’s loud roar came in response, his eyes full of apology as he turned to Mu Lin, "I’m sorry." He was afraid that Mu Lin would retract what he had just said.

Compared to the previous condition, this one was certainly more reasonable.

Walker knew that this was Mu Lin’s final bottom line.

Mu Lin lifted his lips, "It doesn’t matter, it’s nothing compared to what was said before." He paused before he continued languidly, "You have one evening to think about this matter."

"Oh, there’s another thing I need to remind you of." Mu Lin looked seriously at the other, "Your team member’s leg has only about twenty-four hours left for treatment. Once these twenty-four hours of golden treatment time pass, even I won’t be able to heal his leg." And they might be spending their last day here tomorrow, once the competition is over, it would be time for them to return.

With honour.

So, they had just one evening to consider.

This time, she wanted them to personally return both face and substance.

"I understand." The other party nodded in acknowledgment, hesitated for a moment, and then, looking at Mu Lin said, "Then I won’t bother you any longer." After that, he nodded to the others and left with his soldiers. As they left, the expression on the face of someone who liked to cause trouble was truly—ferocious.

When the others had all left, Mu Lin turned to Ling Qi with a slight curve of his lips, "What do you think of my handling of this?"

Ling Qi, "Not bad."

If they compromised too easily, the other party would bother them even more recklessly. However, if Mu Lin handled it like this, the others would be wary of them and of course, it would be harder for them to hold a grudge; unless they were ungrateful.

Even if this matter came up again in the future, it definitely wouldn’t be their fault.

By that time, all the competitors from various countries attending the martial contest would become their witnesses.

Mu Lin’s strategy was indeed clever!

Jing Youlan: "Now we just need to wait for a certain awe-inspiring person to apologize to us in front of everyone tomorrow." He believed that no matter how reluctant the person was, once the time came tomorrow, he would have to stand up—apologize!

Because compared to a teammate’s leg, it was just a matter of an apology, and Mu Lin hadn’t demanded that everyone apologize together.

And this was where Mu Lin’s intelligence lay; she knew how to grasp the extent appropriately.

Ying Sun and the others said that someone’s apology, even just thinking about it, felt hugely satisfying; tonight, they could sleep well.

Although that certain someone probably didn’t need to sleep

...

The night was cool as water.

As the only female soldier participating in this martial contest, Mu Lin was allocated a private room.

At this moment, the clock on the phone showed it was already eight in the evening.

Looking at her phone, Mu Lin was wondering whether her grandpa had finished his mission. In fact, these past few days, Mu Lin had wanted to call him several times, but she was afraid of disturbing his mission.

Thinking about it, if Jing Chen finished his mission, he would take the initiative to call her.

Finally, just as Mu Lin was about to put her phone aside, turn off the light, and rest, the phone suddenly rang.

Seeing the name displayed, Mu Lin’s lips curved upward leisurely, in a good mood.

"Hello." Mu Lin answered the phone, and Jing Chen’s deep and always pleasant voice came through, "Linlin, I’ve been missing you." Missing you so much.

Her eyelids drooping, Mu Lin’s smile deepened further at that moment, "I feel the same." It had been almost a week since she had seen her grandpa; by tomorrow, exactly seven days. She had missed him terribly after not seeing him for so many days.

Low laughter came through the phone. Jing Chen seemed very satisfied with Mu Lin’s answer. After a short while, he finally continued, "Tomorrow, can you return?"

"Yes." Mu Lin nodded; if everything went as planned, indeed, they could return, "What about you, is your mission over? Are you home now?"

"Yes, I just got the kids to sleep." Jing Chen laughed helplessly, "Today, those two clung to me countless times looking for their mom."

"Linlin, do you know what Nuonuo asked me today?" Jing Chen sighed deeply, unable to find any other reaction to that question.

"What?" Mu Lin was curious.

"He asked if I’d sold his mom."