CHAPTER 401: CHAPTER 392: OLD LIN’S CALL

Just when Lin Mu was about to make his next move, a mobile phone suddenly rang!

Actually, even before entering the room, Lin Mu had turned off his phone to avoid interruptions. However, even though his phone was off, Qi Manlin’s phone started ringing. Of all times, it just had to ring now. Dammit, the idiot calling now must have a death wish!

The moment the ringtone sounded, Qi Manlin seemed to snap out of her daze and suddenly pushed Lin Mu away with such force that she knocked him right off the bed!

"Ouch, girl, that was harsh!" Lin Mu cried out in pain on the ground. Damn this luck, blame that idiot who called!

Qi Manlin sat up on the bed, quickly tidied her clothes and hair, glanced at Lin Mu on the floor, and slapped her forehead, "Qi Manlin, what on earth are you doing? How could you do such shameless things with someone like Lin Mu?"

Her phone kept ringing. If not for this call, something even more ridiculous might have happened. This guy was her best friend Sophie’s fiancé. Although Sophie wasn’t too keen on him, stealing a friend’s man was out of the question, and sharing one was even more unthinkable! Gosh, how shameless! Just the thought felt so evil!

At this moment, Lin Mu was still pretending to groan on the floor, rubbing his sore butt. Truthfully, he was unwilling to let this cooked duck fly away! Damn this bad luck, blame that idiot who called! Hmph! If I catch that idiot, I won’t let him off...

Qi Manlin shook her head, retrieved her phone from her waist, and heard an elderly voice on the other end. It was Grandpa Lin calling!

"Hello, Grandpa Lin!" Qi Manlin answered the call, sounding very obedient.

"Oh? Grandpa Lin? Damn, it’s the old man! No wonder, he’s always been such a nemesis to me!" Lin Mu quickly scrambled up from the floor, perking his ears to listen.

"Manlin, how have you been lately? Lin Mu, that rascal, hasn’t bullied you, has he?" Old Lin said kindly over the phone.

"Grandpa Lin, I’ve been doing quite well lately. As for Lin Mu, he wouldn’t dare bully me. If he did, I’d have Grandpa Lin deal with him!" Qi Manlin said, rolling her eyes at Lin Mu.

"Damn, this old man dares to call me a little rascal, outrageous, does he want a beating?" Lin Mu grumbled beside her. Of course, despite the resentment, Lin Mu didn’t dare confront the old man because, in front of him, even if you’re right, you’ll be considered wrong since that guy never listens to reason!

Before that old man turns eighty, Lin Mu can only obediently play the good grandson. There’s no other way, strength is the only thing that speaks in front of the old man, nothing else works. Every time Lin Mu wants to resolve things with force, he has to survive at least a few dozen moves under the old man’s hand before he earns the right to speak up. Truth be told, it’s not easy to last dozens of moves against the old man! Lin Mu has gone from lasting one move to thirty now. Even by the time the old man turns eighty, he might not be able to beat him!

"Haha, right, if Lin Mu that rascal dares to bully you, just tell Grandpa, and I’ll deal with him for you!" Old Lin laughed over the phone.

Qi Manlin knew Old Lin wouldn’t call her for no reason and asked, "Grandpa Lin, is there something you need from me?"

"Oh, haha, could you please get Lin Mu for me, that rascal has his phone turned off!" Old Lin said on the phone.

"Alright, alright, I’ll get him for you!" Qi Manlin said, casting a glance at Lin Mu and handing him the phone, "Grandpa Lin wants to talk to you!"

Lin Mu took the phone and said, "Hey! Grandpa, what do you need from me?"

"Hell, who’s the rascal turning off his phone? Are you trying to avoid talking to your old man because you find me annoying?" Old Lin shouted over the phone, sounding nothing like the kind tone he used with Qi Manlin!

"Hey! Grandpa, you’re the one who said it, not me. Actually, I was just about to say, you really get me!" Lin Mu grinned at the phone.

"You little punk, do you think I can’t deal with you because I’m not there with you? Do you believe I could come over right now, drag you back, castrate you, and toss you to Chief of North Africa to be a duck for a year?" Old Lin roared over the phone, clearly worked up by Lin Mu’s antics.

In fact, Old Lin had long gotten used to this cheeky grandson. Over the years, this brat had given him quite a few headaches. This little rascal was the type who never learned from a beating. He’d behave for a few days after getting disciplined, but then he’d be back to the same old, a troublemaker for life!

"Hey there! Grandpa, I’m sorry. How could I dare not to answer your calls? You, being so wise and mighty, it’s just that my phone ran out of battery and turned off. Grandpa, what can I help you with?" Lin Mu hurriedly changed the topic. The old man’s temper is unpredictable, and if provoked, he might really come over and throw Lin Mu back to Africa!

"Just calling to let you know, Golden Wolf and Gray Wolf can’t return to the country temporarily. I’ve got tasks for them, which is also a form of training. You’ll have to manage things on your end!" Old Lin said over the phone.

"Damn it, what a load of crap! I’m short-staffed here, and we agreed to reunite in Wancheng in a month. And now the old man says they can’t come. Damn it, I’m so mad!" Lin Mu was frantic.

"Old man, no, Grandpa, are you messing with me on purpose?" Lin Mu complained.

"Hey, kid, so what if I am messing with you? You better do your work well over there. Within a year, I want to see your results. As for manpower, there are plenty of experts, go find them yourself!" Old Lin said, and then hung up the phone.