Now that they know Lin Lang is the powerful protector of the Merfolk Race, with such terrifying strength, everyone’s hearts couldn’t help but tense up.

"I had thought he had just accidentally stumbled into Ao Yuan’s tribulation... But now it seems! This isn’t a coincidence! He deliberately interrupted Ao Yuan’s tribulation..."

"Hiss! Could it be that he’s here to stand up for the Merfolk Race?"

"What! He’s actually defending the Merfolk Race like this? I wonder what their relationship is?"

"I heard he’s the husband of the second princess of the Merfolk Race!"

"In any case, we must be more cautious in the future."

A middle-aged member of the Flood Dragon Race said solemnly.

"That’s right. As long as Lin Lang is alive, we shouldn’t provoke the Merfolk Race, or the consequences would be unimaginable."

The elderly man with white hair said heavily.

Everyone nodded in agreement!

They all knew that with Lin Lang’s strength, if a conflict truly occurred between the Flood Dragon Race and the Merfolk Race, the Flood Dragon Race probably wouldn’t gain any advantage.

Since then, the Flood Dragon Race reached a consensus internally—

To avoid conflicts with the Merfolk Race as much as possible.

And Lin Lang’s name was about to spread within the Flood Dragon Race, becoming an entity that everyone respected and feared!

...

The plane returned to stable flight, and the atmosphere in the cabin was very different from before.

Everyone looked at Lin Lang with eyes full of awe and admiration, the previous gazes of doubt and disdain had long vanished without a trace.

Even Kevin was huddled in a corner, occasionally sneaking glances at Lin Lang, his eyes showing a hint of fear.

Rachel adjusted her suit and gracefully walked towards Lin Lang.

With a gentle smile on her face, she slowly sat opposite Lin Lang and said:

"Mr. Lin, we really have you to thank this time, otherwise, we would have been in big trouble."

Rachel’s voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable strength.

Lin Lang nodded slightly, responding with a polite smile:

"As long as everyone’s okay."

Rachel’s eyes gleamed as she seemingly casually steered the conversation towards Xina:

"Xina, this child, has always been talented and straightforward by nature. This time, she has relied on you throughout the journey, and I see she is quite dependent on you."

As she spoke, she subtly observed Lin Lang’s expression.

Hearing Xina’s name, Lin Lang’s eyes instinctively glanced in her direction.

Xina was quietly sitting by the side, her hands on her knees, eyes fixed on the ground, seemingly deep in thought.

Lin Lang retracted his gaze and said flatly:

"Xina is a good girl."

Rachel heard the perfunctory tone in Lin Lang’s voice but didn’t give up and continued:

"Mr. Lin, with your ability, if you decide to stay in the Beautiful Country, we would surely offer you the best resources. Consider this: with your ability and our resources, the strength of the Beautiful Country will soar, and by then, you could enjoy endless riches and glory."

Lin Lang gently shook his head, maintaining his polite smile, his voice unwavering:

"Thank you for your kind offer, Lady Rachel, but I have my own plans."

Rachel wanted to persuade further, but seeing the resolve in Lin Lang’s eyes, she knew continuing would be futile, so she could only smile wryly:

"If that’s the case, what a pity."

Xina, who had been listening intently to their conversation, felt a bit bitter in her heart. She knew well of Lin Lang’s strength and the gap between them.

She didn’t want to be a burden to Lin Lang, so she remained silent, thinking to herself:

"If only I could be stronger, maybe I could stand by his side instead of being a burden."

With this thought, Xina clenched her fists, a flash of determination in her eyes.

...

Seeing her plan to persuade Lin Lang to stay directly had fallen through, Rachel didn’t give up.

Her mind turned, and she set her eyes on Xina.

Seizing a moment when Lin Lang was resting, Rachel approached Xina, gently patted her shoulder, and with a kindly smile, said:

"Xina, can we have a chat?"

Xina looked up at Rachel, a hint of confusion in her eyes, but she nodded.

The two found a relatively quiet corner to sit down.

After sitting down,

Rachel leaned in slightly closer to Xina and softly asked:

"Xina, you’ve been with Lin Lang for a while, do you know what hobbies he has?"

"Understanding a man’s preferences is the way to capture his heart and make him stay in the Beautiful Country, marry, and settle down with you!"

Xina frowned slightly and hesitated for a moment, but she spoke truthfully:

"Lin Lang... He is a great person, except he has a bit of a flirtatious side!"

"Besides me, there’s also Zhi Xi from the Merfolk Race, Cultivator Wang Puyu..."

"And to my knowledge, he has quite a few women in other places as well."

...

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of slyness flashed in Rachel’s eyes—

She was delighted inside, fearing only that a man is too strong, but what’s worrisome is that a person has no weaknesses!

And being flirtatious seems to be a common weakness for most men!

As long as she grabs onto this weakness, Lin Lang wouldn’t be hard to subdue.

...

With this decision made, Rachel approached Lin Lang once again.

She straightened her attire to appear more dignified, with a confident smile on her face, she said:

"Mr. Lin, I thought about it carefully, and our previous conversation might have been too hasty."

"Actually, as long as you are willing to work for the Beautiful Country, we can satisfy any of your needs."

"Isn’t it true you love beautiful women? The Beautiful Country has no shortage of charming ladies, we will surely offer many beauties to you."

Lin Lang lifted his head, giving her a half-smile, with a touch of disdain in his tone:

"I do like women, however, not just any woman catches my eye."

Rachel was momentarily stunned, then quickly asked:

"Then what is your type?"

"I like..."

Lin Lang’s gaze slowly swept over Rachel—

Eyeing this woman, dressed in a suit, wearing high-heeled shoes, with short ear-length hair, nearly fifty yet still full of charm.

Lin Lang’s mouth slightly curled with a meaningful smile.

Rachel’s eyebrows raised instantly:

"Me?"

But she quickly regained composure, realizing Lin Lang was likely just teasing, so she chuckled:

"Mr. Lin, don’t joke like that. I’m already an old woman."

"Women, after all, are like fine wine, the older they are, the more flavorful they become..."

Lin Lang smiled.

Rachel also smiled and continued:

"Mr. Lin, you look like you’re only in your twenties, while I’m in my forties, pushing fifty, I could almost be your mother!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Lang unhurriedly said:

"In your forties and still as pure as jade, that’s rare!"

Rachel was taken aback, a chill rushing up in her heart—

She couldn’t fathom how Lin Lang had come to know this secret she had kept hidden for many years.

The people on the plane widened their eyes in shock at Lin Lang’s words.

They could hardly believe that the always decisive and strong-auraed Lady Rachel—

Was still a virgin?

The cabin instantly fell into a dead silence, followed by a hum of whispered conversations.

Their eyes kept darting between Rachel and Lin Lang, filled with curiosity and confusion!