"Hmm? Why are we stopping the car?" Meng Wei'Er sensed an unusual aura from Lin Mu, like the smell of fireworks signaling an impending battle.
"Someone is following us from behind. It's the same person who injured your father. I need to take care of him, ensuring the safety of you and your father! Then, I can return to Wancheng." Lin Mu said with a smile.
Upon hearing Lin Mu's words, Meng Wei'Er checked the rearview mirror and indeed saw a car tailing them. On this road, there were hardly any passing cars, making the one following them particularly conspicuous!
"Oh, it's real? What should we do?" Meng Wei'Er asked in a panic.
"Hey, as long as I'm here, there's no need to worry. I've got this!" Lin Mu looked at Meng Wei'Er and said. Making a fuss would only affect morale. Regardless of how formidable the opponent may be, Lin Mu never saw them as anything remarkable. This is called underestimating the opponent strategically, while treating them seriously tactically.
