A month later, Mo Lin had won ten matches in the Hell Slaughter Arena, while Hu Liena had won nine. Clearly, the two had been taking turns registering for matches. Only a month had passed, and most people had yet to notice this.
The timing was about right now. Both of them had basically begun to stand out and had gained a bit of fame in Slaughter City. At this point, there was no longer any issue with Mo Lin going to see Hu Liena.
Mo Lin pushed open the door to Hu Liena's residence, and a chair flew straight at him. He casually knocked it away, then easily caught Hu Liena's following punch.
"Mo Lin?" Seeing that it was Mo Lin, Hu Liena quickly pulled him inside and shut the door. "Is it all right now?"
After setting the chair upright, Mo Lin sat down and said:
"Of course. Other than the Slaughter King, no one should know that we came here together."
"Then how should we proceed from here? At our current rate of victories, before we even reach fifty matches, someone will probably notice that we're deliberately avoiding each other." Although Hu Liena's main reason for coming here was not training, she still knew what took priority.
Mo Lin smiled confidently.
"That's why I came to find you now! I deliberately didn't hide my visit on the way here. The people nearby should all know that I came to see you. So when they notice that we're avoiding each other, they'll only assume we've reached some kind of agreement through an exchange of benefits. Even if we help each other when we're attacked later, they won't find it strange."
After hearing Mo Lin out, Hu Liena nodded. But what she did next was somewhat beyond Mo Lin's