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An Mingxuan wiped his cuffs elegantly and gentlemanly, then spoke: “You don’t even know how famous your master is?”

Lin Mumu shook her head.

“Fifteen years ago, he successfully predicted the Agusan earthquake, but no one in the authorities believed him at the time, causing irreparable losses. Twelve years ago, he appeared in Yanjing City again and was immediately invited by the Prime Minister. There was no news at the time, but the military sent many people to Xida Province. Later, after the war ended, news came back that Xida Province was suffering from riots. Fortunately, our army was well prepared and sent troops to suppress it in advance. So, it did not cause any losses. Ten years ago, there was a locust plague in the north. Eight years ago, there was a flood in the south. Three years ago, there was a riot in Yun Province. One year ago, there was an earthquake in Sun Moon Island. Behind these things, there is the name of your master. His reputation is still before that of the mysterious hidden group leader and Abbot Jueming. As long as he is willing, he can take you into the *** at any time. That’s why you didn’t have to take the college entrance examination and could enter Yanjing University through an interview. Including what Xiaoqin told you, it’s not because of Yun Ting, but also because of your master. The authorities believe that the only direct disciple of Taoist Lingwu should have the most mysterious power.”

An Mingxuan finished speaking in one breath, and Lin Mumu felt like she was dreaming.

But she felt a dull pain in her heart.

According to the memory from her previous life, her master would sacrifice himself in three years for disaster relief.

She would never forget that scene, which made her deeply feel that her master was someone she was proud of and could admire for the rest of her life.

“Is it true that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. If one day, a disaster comes, my master must save the people of the world?” Lin Mumu’s expression was a little sad.

“If I have this ability, I will. I believe that if Yun Ting has this ability, he will also.” An Mingxuan did not answer Lin Mumu’s question directly.

“My master is no worse than you.” Lin Mumu took a deep breath and came back to her senses again: “But he still has me.”

“So, classmate Lin still doesn’t believe me? You can tell me your things with confidence. I swear that I will keep it a secret for you.”

Lin Mumu shook her head.

Shaking her head could mean no or distrust.

Silence once again filled the small room.

Since the coffee was cold, Lin Mumu was not in the mood to drink it.

Instead, An Mingxuan continued to make coffee for Lin Mumu patiently.

But he would feel comfortable just looking at her from the side.

Perhaps, as Professor Lin said, marriage was destined by heaven, and he and she were destined to be together, so he couldn’t help but be attracted to her.

Or maybe she was really full of spirituality, something he could slightly touch but was not sure of, so she felt mysterious and beautiful. He was deeply attracted to her anyway.

No matter which point it was, what attracted him in the end was Lin Mumu.

Unfortunately, Lin Mumu’s cell phone rang before the coffee was ready. When Lin Mumu answered the phone, her eyes lit up, and her voice unconsciously carried a hint of joy and a little coquettishness.

Without asking, An Mingxuan could guess that it was Yun Ting who must have called her.

“I’m so pitiful. Officer An put me in solitary confinement to record my statement.” Lin Mumu said in a coquettish tone.

But she only said one sentence, and the other party hung up the phone.

An Mingxuan was very curious, why did the couple only say one sentence? Yun Ting was too much. Lin Mumu was such a good girl, but he hung up the phone with just one sentence?