After leaving the house, Ning Kangping first asked someone to check with the police about the case's progress.
When he got no useful information, he headed straight for Lin Mo's home.
He needed to find out whether anyone had witnessed Ning An killing those people, and whether Lin Mo had seen anything that might incriminate Ning An.
If he had, Ning Kangping would have to find a way to keep him quiet.
He had never imagined that he would one day bend the law for personal gain, but he knew Ning An's character better than anyone. He couldn't bear to let his daughter suffer a prison sentence she didn't deserve.
Back home, Lin Mo lay on the sofa in silence.
The memories of his first cycle were too distant; he could barely remember them. He only recalled that he had no parents and had grown up in an orphanage. He didn't know where he had come from, like a rootless duckweed drifting with the current, repeating the same experiences over and over.
The endless repetition had long since wearied him. He wished the whole world would simply disappear, but even though his martial might stood at the pinnacle of the world, he couldn't affect it in the slightest.
In one lifetime, he had even detonated every ultimate weapon held by the three superpowers of the day, laying waste to the entire world in an instant. Yet when he opened his eyes again, everything had returned to the beginning.
"Knock... knock knock..."
At the sound of the knock, Lin Mo rose to open the door without a trace of surprise.
He knew exactly who was standing outside. He had dealt with Deng Yisi countless times over the years. In his distant, hazy memories, he had even shared several fated relationships