Have you ever seen a black dragon or a silkworm baby?

"Mo Lin, what's wrong?"

Seeing Mo Lin's reaction, Ye Lingling grew a little anxious.

Mo Lin waved a hand to show that he was fine.

"I ate too fast and choked a little. Keep talking, don't mind me."

"See, that kid ate just like this back then, and he was especially protective of his food."

Looking at Mo Lin now, Ye Xingmeng twisted the knife again.

Mo Lin was speechless. Why was she still chasing him down for the kill?

"But I haven't seen that kid in a while. I wonder how he's doing now."

"Speaking of which, why did you suddenly ask about him? Did you see him?"

Faced with Ye Xingmeng's question, Ye Lingling was a little bewildered.

This seemed a little different from what she had imagined.

He was a powerful Titled Douluo, after all. How had he turned into a starving ghost who had never eaten in his previous life in her mother's telling?

Wasn't that a bit too big a discrepancy? Were they even talking about the same person?

"I suppose you could say I've met him."

That exchange had left Ye Lingling unsure of herself. Now she seriously suspected that she had gotten something wrong somewhere.

"Did that trip turn your brain to mush?"

"Besides, haven't you met him before? How could you mistake him for someone else?"

"Huh? I've met him? When? Why don't I remember?"

Ye Lingling was thoroughly confused now. Could something really be wrong with her memory?

"Oh dear, she really has gone stupid. Hurry and find this girl some medicine. Don't delay."

With just a few words, she had hoodwinked Ye Lingling into complete confusion. Mo Lin really did admire her a little.

As expected of her own mother. She really knows how to handle the child she gave birth to.

According to his original plan with Ye Xingmeng, they were only supposed to make Mo Lin's identity plausible.

But judging by the current situation, something else seemed to have come bundled with it.

It was a little strange, yet it made perfect sense.

"Mom, I'm not sick. I just can't remember who he is."

Ye Lingling was exasperated. She had wondered why he felt so familiar. So she had met him before.

And she had also found the source of that familiar feeling he gave her: her own mother.

He had a name similar to Mo Lin's, but a personality just like her mother's. No wonder she had found him so strange yet familiar back then.

So he was a combination of the two. But when had she met him, again?

"You can't remember? Well, who could you possibly remember besides your precious Mo Lin? I'm afraid once you get married, you'll even forget this old mother of yours."

There she went again. Mo Lin truly admired Ye Xingmeng.

With acting she could turn on and off so effortlessly, she would have won an Oscar statuette at the very least on Blue Star.

"Aaah, I'm not talking to you anymore. Let's eat."

Ye Lingling gave up on asking further. If she kept going, her mother would anger her to death.

Besides, she had more or less figured out his identity. She wasn't interested in the rest.

After the meal, the three sat in a row again and began chatting.

Like a chatterbox, Ye Lingling recounted everything that had happened in Suotuo City.

But nearly every topic circled back to Mo Lin and Xiao Hei.

"Mo Lin, you have no idea how nice Xiao Hei feels to the touch. She's so soft and comfortable to hold, and she's clever too. It's just a shame she's his Martial Soul. Otherwise, I'd want to keep one too."

"You want to keep her? Then just have him send her over. What's the big deal?"

Ye Xingmeng lay back in her rocking chair and closed her eyes, enjoying the sunshine.

She didn't know what Xiao Hei was, but that thing clearly wasn't a Martial Soul.

Mo Lin's Martial Soul was Lone Wolf. She was certain of that.

He didn't have Twin Martial Souls, either. As for anything else, those were special abilities he possessed, or special talents, one could say.

Just like Tang Yuehua's noble halo, it was an innate skill.

"Send her over? How? That's his Martial Soul."

Ye Lingling looked at Ye Xingmeng with puffed cheeks, clearly thinking that Ye Xingmeng was about to tease her again.

"Martial Soul? He doesn't have any externally manifested Martial Soul. That's fake."

"If you don't believe me, ask your Mo Lin. See what he says."

Ye Xingmeng tossed the question straight to Mo Lin. He had caused this, and now it was time for him to resolve it.

"Mo Lin, is that true?"

Looking at Ye Lingling's hopeful gaze, Mo Lin nodded helplessly.

"He really doesn't have an externally manifested Martial Soul. And he can disguise himself. Everything you saw might have been a disguise, including his face and name."

He would tell her part of it first, then slowly tell her everything. That would be easier to accept than hearing it all at once.

"Oh, I see."

Ye Lingling nodded without giving it much thought.

After all, he was so powerful that having a few special tricks was only natural.

"From your description, that thing seems to be a very high-level Soul Beast. Are you sure you can keep her?"

If it could speak human language, it had to be at least ten thousand years old. It might even be a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

Keeping something like that genuinely made her uneasy.

Speaking of which, when had this kid caught it? Why hadn't he told her?

But now that she thought about a little black thing, she seemed to have glimpsed one during their last conversation. Could that be what they were talking about?

Ye Lingling fell silent at those words.

That did seem to be true. If she was a high-level Soul Beast, Ye Lingling really wouldn't dare keep her.

With her strength, she couldn't keep her in check at all.

What if she suddenly attacked someone?

"Then forget it. I won't keep her."

But although she said that, disappointment was written all over her face.

Mo Lin stepped forward, reached out to pinch her little cheek, and said with a smile.

"You can keep her. I'll just tell him when the time comes."

"From what you've said, Xiao Hei is intelligent, so there's no need to worry so much."

Besides, wasn't he still here? A mere Dark Demon Evil God Tiger was nothing to worry about.

"Really! Won't there be any problems? And will he give her to me?"

Ye Lingling was a little excited, but also a little uneasy. After all, he was the one raising her.

"He will. Doesn't he still owe our mom for his meals? He can use her to pay off the debt."

"Cough, cough, cough."

This time, it was Ye Xingmeng's turn to cough. What a thing to say. She had only been joking earlier.

"To pay for his meals? How much does he owe?"

Using a high-level Soul Beast to pay for meals-just how much had he eaten?

"Probably more than he could repay in a lifetime."

Mo Lin offered no further explanation, only giving Ye Lingling a vague answer.

But it was also the correct answer. After all, those had not been ordinary meals.

"Achoo!"

"Who's talking about me?"

Mo Lin rubbed his itchy nose and muttered.

"Maybe big sister is thinking about you."

Standing to the side, Xiao Hei added that at just the right moment, making Mo Lin feel pleased all over.

"Hey, Xiao Hei, you're getting better and better at talking."

"Not at all. It's all thanks to your excellent teaching, boss."

After spending so much time with Mo Lin, Xiao Hei had gradually figured out his temperament.

He was entirely susceptible to a soft approach, not a hard one. If you yielded, he most likely wouldn't do anything to you.

But if you tried to get tough with him, the outcome went without saying.

"Mm, I know."

Mo Lin nodded, feeling that Xiao Hei was right.

Xiao Hei was speechless. As expected of her boss. His shamelessness left her so far behind that she could only gaze at his dust.

"Speaking of which, rabbit, have you gone mute? You haven't said a word this whole way. I've stopped hitting you, so what more do you want?"

Glancing at Xiao Wu beside her, Xiao Hei's eyes showed displeasure.

If the other boss hadn't said she wasn't allowed to beat her, that attitude alone would have guaranteed her another beating.

She had lucked into a good time, too. Xiao Hei hadn't received that kind of treatment back then.

"I don't know what to say."

Xiao Wu answered. It wasn't that she didn't want to speak; she really didn't know what to say.

"Just say whatever you want. Think of it as keeping me entertained."

"Speaking of which, you've lived in the Star Dou Great Forest for so long. Have you ever seen a black dragon or a silkworm baby?"