Lin Yun had spent five days on the Ablaze Phoenix Painting and he was only left with the phoenix tail. Thinking about it made him admire Mo Ling for her accomplishments. Even if he left the academy now, he wouldn’t suffer a loss. And even though Mo Ling had trapped him, she was still filled with sincerity.

“You’re exaggerating. If it’s something I can do, then there’s no reason for me to refuse,” said Lin Yun. He was curious what the academy needed from him that Mo Ling would even go as far as teaching him personally to trap him.

“There’s no rush.”

“No rush?” Lin Yun was surprised. Mo Ling spent such a great deal of effort to set up this pitfall, but she wasn’t in a rush? But when Lin Yun thought about it, it was more logical for him to be anxious.

“People can make wrong decisions when they’re irrationale. What I’m going to tell you pertains to the life and death of the academy....