Lin Qinyue's Denial!

"Leaving already?" Lu Hemu looked at Zhu Houcai, who had already taken out a [Directional Teleportation Card], his expression startled.

The latter shrugged. "Yeah, we've already finished what we came here to do."

"If we don't leave, I doubt Miss Lin will be keeping us for lunch, right?"

"Mm, you're quite self-aware." Lin Qinyue nodded in satisfaction, then offered a thoroughly insincere apology: "I'm terribly sorry, but although the Lin Family Shelter has initially achieved self-sufficiency and has enough food for daily needs..."

"That only applies to the shelter's own residents."

"There's no surplus food for entertaining you at the moment."

"So let's go, Young Master Lu." Zhu Houcai looked at Lu Hemu again, the flesh on his plump cheeks twitching involuntarily.

That said, the Lu Family's young master really did have a simple mind.

If they really burned Lu Li's corpse in front of the Lin family, then this entire trip would have been completely wasted.

Why?

Because if they did not burn the corpse, other Lin family members or Civilian Players in the shelter might still see it, causing them to lose their pillar of support and shake their faith.

But if they burned the corpse, it would completely confirm Lin Qinyue's claim—

that the corpse was fake and was not Lu Li at all.

In that case, how could their psychological attack have any effect whatsoever?

"But we agreed before..." Lu Hemu clearly did not want to give up Lu Li's corpse and tried to press the matter.

Before he could finish, however, a pair of slender hands reached out from behind him and wrapped around his chest, half restraining and half soothing him.

"Young Master Lu is so powerful. Why bother fixating on a dead man's Talent Abilities?"

"Just let him rot in the garbage pit