The high-speed train took only eight hours to get from the capital to Chuan Province.
Lin Qingrou didn't wear a silver mask, but a mask and sunglasses to hide her face. She sat alone, not talking to anyone.
Liu Chuanshu and Zheng Huahu sat together, chatting and laughing. Li Mo was also alone, fiddling with his phone.
Li Mo was chatting with the panda. The panda might not be able to speak, but it was a gifted learner. It could now type on the internet, and at lightning speed.
Recently, the panda was a little depressed. Its cultivation progress was too slow. Although it had directly advanced to Level Five after eating the Level Five God Fruit, its cultivation of the Hundred Beast King Fist was still the same as before. It didn't make much progress.
His strongest race's talent was incomplete, and he couldn't learn Hundred Beast King Fist. He had the power of a fifth level, but he couldn't use it to its full potential. The panda was distressed.
"Life as a bear is so hard."
"Cultivation can't be rushed. Don't be too greedy. Focus on one king fist, and when it's at its peak, move on to the others."
"I'll try."
"How's the woman in white?" Li Mo typed.
"Quiet. She reads every day, from the Classic of Mountains and Seas to the God of Earth Board, then the Spring and Autumn Annals, and now the Book of Changes."
"Can she read them?"
"How would I know? But she doesn't do anything but read. She even smiles from time to time. I think she can keep reading."
"Whitey is also quiet, sighing every day. Qingyi got an ID and can walk around like a normal person. I'm so jealous. When will I be able to transform? Sigh, life as a bear is so hard."
"Mite Snow and Millie Snow are so diligent and attentive. With them around, everything will be taken care of."
"Ye Xiaolu is so unhappy. She's always crying."
Li Mo chuckled.
"Big brother, can you take me to mom?
I can't find her. "
A five- or six-year-old girl with two pigtails walked before Li Mo. Her bright black eyes were filled with tears.
She wore a checkered dress, looking innocent and cute. She was the kind of child that made people want to pat her head.
Li Mo looked around, "Where did your mom go?"
"Mom's gone, wu ~"
The little girl wiped her tears with her little hands and cried loudly.
"Don't cry, big brother will bring you to find your mother."
Li Mo stood up, but the girl's hand stabbed at Li Mo.
This sudden attack caught Li Mo off guard. Who would've thought a five-year-old kid would ambush him at this time?
But Li Mo reacted fast and grabbed her wrist.
The little girl was holding a needle weapon in her hand. It was usually shining with a green light, and it was obvious that it was poisonous.
Li Mo squinted.
"Help, help, there's a hooligan bullying me!"
The little girl wailed loudly. It had to be said that her acting skills were on point. Whether it was the previous "looking for her mother" or the current performance, they were all perfect.
At least a dozen 'indignant' people stood up and criticized Li Mo.
"You're an adult, yet you're bullying a little girl?
Don't you feel embarrassed? "
"Scumbag. Look, he's not letting go. How old is she? Scumbag!"
"How could you be so perverted to such a child? Are you even human?"
"Let her go! Damn pervert, let her go!"
"You're asking for a beating!"
The crowd charged Li Mo with righteous indignation. The situation was getting out of hand.
The little girl gave Li Mo a victorious smile, but only for a second before she went back to bawling.
"I'll beat you to death, you brat."
Just as they were about to beat Li Mo up, Li Mo's roar shocked them all. He then grabbed the little girl and started spanking her butt.
"What are you looking at?
She's my little sister, a brat born to play this kind of game. I'll beat you to death and see if you'll be a good girl or not! "
"Wah, I'm not. I don't know him. I don't know him. Help, help!" The little girl wailed. Li Mo held her hand and she couldn't get rid of it.
"What's going on here?"
The conductor parted the crowd and ran over.
"Nothing happened. Are you going to be a good girl or not?
Be a good girl or not? "
Li Mo whipped her a few more times. This girl was too cruel, trying to take his life. Li Mo didn't know who she was, but her viciousness was enough to not let her get away with it.
"I don't know him. Help, help me ~" The little girl wailed.
'She's no ordinary girl.' Li Mo could tell. If she were a normal girl, she'd be crying her eyes out after being beaten by a stranger. But she could clearly express her emotions.
"Don't hit me, don't cry. Let's make sure first!"
The conductor separated Li Mo and the little girl to check their identities.
Li Mo's identity was clear, but the little girl's was nowhere to be found. She didn't buy a ticket, so there was no way to verify her identity.
Li Mo said, "She's just a child, not old enough to buy a ticket. This is normal."
The conductor asked, "You said you don't know him. Then who did you get on the train with?"
"I … I …" The little girl couldn't answer.
"This brat needs to be taught a lesson!"
Li Mo pulled her to his side and was even more ruthless this time. He took off her pants and spanked her ass until she cried.
"Hey, don't hit her. She may have gone overboard, but you can't be so violent."
"Yeah, you can't be so violent. She's still a child."
"Yeah, she's so pitiful."
"Her ass is red and swollen. Don't hit her."
The crowd tried to dissuade him, but Li Mo hit her a few more times before stopping.
"I'm not being violent, but think about it. What would've happened if I spoke too late?
Wouldn't I have been beaten to death by you lot? "
Li Mo's words made those who wanted to help lower their heads in shame.
Indeed, if not for Li Mo's shout, the consequences would've been unthinkable.
"You can't spoil a brat."
"En, makes sense."
"But you can't be too harsh. Look at her. She's almost out of breath now."
"Yeah, next time we'll teach her a lesson verbally."
"You can't say that. I'll remember it. A verbal lesson won't work."
"This brat is too much of a brat. If we didn't know right from wrong, she would've harmed both her brother and us."
"Shut up. She's still a child."
The little girl stopped crying, and the crowd dispersed. The conductor said a few more words of advice and left as well.
Li Mo grabbed the girl's hand again.
"Speak. Who are you and why did you try to kill me?"
Li Mo pinched the girl's nose, making her glare at him in pain.
Li Mo dared to shout because he knew her identity wasn't clear. Which normal child would carry a killing weapon? And even if she did, would she have followed her parents on the train?
She had no identity to begin with, and it was this identity that allowed her to kill without leaving a trace.
The girl glared at Li Mo, not saying a word. But the malice in her eyes was thicker than an adult's.
"Not going to talk?
When we get to the next stop, I'll take you off and interrogate you. "