The End Times as a Song

Chapter 567 Feigned Agreement

However, before Lin Yin could speak, he raised his head and glared fiercely at the snow elf, coldly saying, "Xue'er, aren't you talking too much? Have you forgotten my warning to you before?"

After saying that, an invisible pressure emanated from Lin Yin, instantly enveloping the entire space.

"Master! Why don't you release Xue'er first? Xue'er will take her leave now!" the snow elf said tremblingly, her beautiful face filled with fear.

"Get out...!" Lin Yin roared, his furious voice seemingly capable of shattering the entire room. With a flick of his arm, he violently flung the snow elf aside.

The snow elf was terrified, her face turning pale, and her body trembled uncontrollably. She dared not delay any longer, scrambling towards the door, afraid that being a step too slow would provoke Lin Yin's wrath again.

When she finally escaped from Lin Yin's room, she breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still uneasy.

At this moment, only Lin Yin remained in the room. He stood there with a gloomy face, his chest heaving violently, clearly still unable to calm down from his anger.

The snow elf who escaped patted her chest with lingering fear, muttering, "Why is Master so angry? Did I say something wrong? But I definitely didn't say anything wrong! As long as Huanruge is merged, Master will be free from pain and no longer suffer."

"Sigh, this silly master, why can't he understand my good intentions? Why does he have to struggle like this?" After saying that, the snow elf shook her head helplessly, turned around and slowly left.

Meanwhile, on the other side, in front of Lin Moshi's tightly closed room, Wu Zheyu stood there anxiously, banging on the door and pleading with Lin Moshi inside: "Brother! Please, please don't be angry with Ayu anymore, okay? Just open this door and let me say a few words!"

However, the room remained silent. Lin Moshi neither opened the door to let Wu Zheyu in, nor did he respond to her calls.

"Brother... I really know I was wrong, please forgive me!" Wu Zheyu's voice was choked with sobs, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She continued knocking on the door, repeatedly apologizing, "It's all my fault, I made you unhappy, brother. I promise I'll never do it again, please open the door!" But no matter how much Wu Zheyu pleaded, the house remained quiet and silent.

As time ticked by, Wu Zheyu's mood grew increasingly heavy and anxious.

Just when she was about to despair, she suddenly heard a slight noise from the room, followed by the sound of the door lock turning.

The next moment, the door slowly opened, and Lin Moshi walked out from inside with a blank expression.

Upon seeing Lin Moshi's tall and majestic figure descend like a god, Wu Zheyu's beautiful eyes lit up, and her delicate body moved as gracefully as a butterfly as she hurried forward to greet him. Her exquisitely beautiful face was filled with joy and anticipation, and her clear and melodious voice was like the song of a nightingale: "Brother! You've finally paid attention to A-Yu! You...you've forgiven A-Yu, haven't you?"

Lin Moshi frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on Wu Zheyu before him. His deep, magnetic voice rang out again, tinged with anxiety and questioning: "Tell me, did you hurt her or not?"