Chapter 11 Home? Which Home? (Ch 11)

The living room fell into deathly silence.

No one spoke.

Mo Bingning opened her eyes and looked at the gloomy sky outside.

I don’t know when it started to drizzle.

The raindrops hit the glass, making a slight sound.

……

After a while, the housekeeper walked quickly into the living room.

“Found it.”

“The school is organizing a novice dungeon today, so the young master must be in school.”

Mo Bingning stood up straight and walked out.

“I’ll go find him.” She turned around and glanced at Mo Yurou who was trying to catch up.

“You don’t have to go. Just stay at home and reflect on your actions!”

After saying that, he opened the door of the villa.

He pushed away the umbrella handed to him by the housekeeper.

A dark purple light rose from his body, and all the raindrops falling from the sky were blocked by the light.

Not a single drop of it could get close to her clothes.

Mo Yurou soared into the air and flew directly towards Mo Yingchen’s school.

. . . . . .

The rain drew crystal arcs in the sky.

Mo Bingning’s figure penetrated the rain curtain and moved towards Subei No. 1 Middle School.

The dark purple spiritual shield blocked the rain and was particularly eye-catching under the gloomy sky.

Her eyes were as cold as ice, but her heart was filled with emotions that were difficult to calm down.

Subei No. 1 Middle School soon appeared in sight.

In the central square of the campus, a huge portal emits a faint blue light.

Hundreds of students gathered around the portal, whispering.

Mo Bingning fell directly from the sky and landed in front of the portal.

The way she appeared instantly set off the entire square.

“Oh my god, who is this? He actually flew over here!”

“I don’t know who he is, but he must be an important person. Only a third-level professional can fly.”

“There are only a handful of professionals in Subei City who can fly.”

“That dark purple spiritual shield on his body, could it be that it belongs to the shadow warlock Mo Bingning?”

“Young Miss Mo? Why did she come to our school to look for Mo Yingchen?”

The students’ discussions were heard one after another.

Mo Bingning had a cold expression on his face, searching the crowd for his brother.

“Miss Mo, why are you here?”

A deep voice came from the sky.

Principal Li Zuojiang was flying from the direction of the office building with a faint golden light shining on his body.

His speed was much slower than Mo Bingning’s, but he still amazed the students.

“Principal Li.”

Mo Bingning nodded slightly.

“I’m here to look for my brother Mo Yingchen.”

Li Zuojiang’s expression froze for a moment.

“Student Mo Yingchen?”

Principal Li quickly looked at the teachers who were maintaining order in the square.

Chen Yun walked up to the two of them.

“Mo Yingchen is in the dungeon now.”

Mo Bingning frowned slightly.

“When did you go in?”

“About twenty minutes ago.”

As Li Zuojiang listened to Chen Yun’s explanation, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Mo Yingchen has always been very low-key at school and his family has never come to see him.

Mo Bingning’s sudden appearance today really surprised him.

“Then I’ll wait for him.”

Mo Bingning walked to the side and leaned against a big tree.

The rain was blocked by the spiritual power shield, forming a strange barrier around her.

The students did not dare to approach, but just watched the legendary shadow warlock from afar.

Li Zuojiang didn’t say much and floated to the portal to maintain order.

Time passes by every second.

Suddenly, the portal emitted a violent vibration.

“Someone is coming out!”

The students’ attention was immediately drawn to it.

A figure walked out of the portal.

He was a thin young man holding two black pistols in his hands.

The body is clean and tidy, without a speck of dirt.

“It’s Mo Yingchen!”

Mo Bingning’s pupils suddenly contracted.

“Gunner?”

I actually switched to such a basic profession?

Mo Yingchen seemed to be aware of his sister’s presence as well.

He turned his head and his eyes met Mo Bingning.

The boy’s eyes were still gentle, with a faint smile on his lips.

As if he was not surprised at his sister’s sudden appearance.

“Big sister.”

He greeted quietly.

Mo Bingning stared at the two guns inserted in his lower back.

Mo Yingchen’s plain words and casual gesture were completely different from the image of the younger brother in her memory, who always stood quietly in the corner but looked at her with burning eyes.

“When did you… awaken to the Gunner profession?”

Mo Bingning’s voice was a little hoarse.

“yesterday.”

Mo Yingchen casually touched the two guns on his lower back.

I didn’t explain my profession.

Everyone misunderstands his profession…which is also good.

You can never have too many trump cards.

“Come home with me.”

In the end, Mo Bingning only said this one sentence.

Mo Yingchen raised his eyes and looked at the dark clouds in the distance.

The rain was still pouring down, hitting the ground and creating countless splashes of water.

“Go home? Which home?”

A gentle smile appeared on his lips.

“If you mean the villa in the south of the city, I’m sorry, that’s not my home.”

Mo Bingning’s pupils shrank slightly as she stared at her younger brother in front of her.

His appearance is still handsome and gentle, and his tone is still soft.

But those words sounded like ice to her bones.

The students around held their breath, their eyes moving back and forth between the siblings.

“How can you say that, little brother?”

Mo Bingning frowned, with a hint of blame in her tone.

“Even if we pay less attention to you, it’s still your home.”

“Home?”

Mo Yingchen chuckled.

“A place that has never given me warmth and never cared about my life or death, is it worthy of being called home?”

He raised his hand and stroked the two guns at his waist.

“Thirteen years ago, I grew up in an orphanage.”

“When you found me, I thought I finally had a home.”

“I tried so hard to fit in with you guys.”

“I’m just proud that I have such outstanding sisters.”

“Unfortunately, I was wrong.”

Mo Bingning’s expression changed slightly.

The rain flowed on the spiritual shield around her, reflecting a purple halo.

“What do you mean?”

There was a flash of anger in her eyes.

From childhood to adulthood, she has always been a favored child of heaven.

When had anyone dared to speak to her in that tone?

“Where are you going to live if you don’t go home?”

Mo Bingning questioned coldly.

“Over the years, I have given you a monthly living allowance without reducing a single cent.”

“You live outside and spend your family’s money.”

“Can I never go home for the rest of my life?”

Mo Yingchen suddenly laughed.

That smile was full of sarcasm.

“Give me living expenses every month?”

He shook his head slightly.

“Sister, go back and ask the person in charge of this matter.”

“In all these years, when have I ever received a penny from the family?”

“Every penny I spend, I have earned myself.”

Mo Bingning was stunned.

She suddenly remembered the shabby stairwell where her brother lived.

It was damp and dark, without even the most basic furniture.

Now it seems…

She continued to question unwillingly.

“Then…what about the cultivation resources provided by the family?”

Her voice faded away.

“Family secrets…”

Before she finished speaking, she stopped herself.

“Why don’t you say anything?”

Mo Yingchen’s eyes were cold.

“Go on.”

Mo Bingning’s heart trembled.

My younger brother awakened the lowest level E-grade talent.

This kind of talent is simply a shame in the Mohist school.

But talent can be enhanced through secret methods and cultivation resources before awakening.

If no one even takes care of the monthly living expenses…

Those cultivation resources and family secrets…

He may never have gotten it at all.

She looked up at her brother.

The boy still had a gentle smile on his face.

But that smile chilled her heart.

“I……”

She opened her mouth to speak.

“No need to explain.”

“Tell those people at home that I, Mo Yingchen, have never owed them a penny.”

“Please don’t disturb my life anymore.”

Mo Yingchen turned and left.

“etc!”

Mo Bingning reached out to hold her brother.

He stretched out his hand but put it down weakly.

Mo Yingchen’s back gradually became blurred in the rain.

Mo Bingning stood there, silent for a long time.

The rain hit the spiritual shield.

Make a slight sound.