Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

After Chen Mo's barrage of words, the other party's voice turned completely cold, and the threat was undisguised.

"Looks like you're refusing a polite toast and want to suffer the consequences."

Chen Mo chuckled dismissively.

"I'm the kind of person who won't take a toast when offered one, nor will I take a penalty drink; I only like rice wine."

The man surnamed Zhao finally lost his temper and started cursing.

"Chen Mo, don't fucking try to talk your way out of this. I'm only giving you one minute. If you don't come out within one minute, don't blame me for being impolite..."

Chen Mo completely ignored him, teasing Lu Xingyao as he spoke.

"Oh dear, my girlfriend wants to do her morning workout with me. One minute isn't enough, it has to be at least an hour. Mr. Zhao, you don't usually only do your morning workout for a minute, do you?"

A roar came from the other end of the phone.

"You've only been here for a minute! Your whole family has been here for a minute!"

"Brother Mo, this person has a terrible temper. Could he be violent?"

Lu Xingyao's voice rang out.

Chen Mo squeezed her little hand.

"You know what, he's a violent man. I'm really worried that he'll explode with anger and try to break down our door and force his way in."

The person on the other end of the phone suddenly calmed down and interrupted Chen Mo and Lu Xingyao's idle chatter.

"Chen Mo! You don't want to maintain your dignity anymore, do you?"

"Decent?"

Chen Mo laughed, his tone full of amusement.

"Whether I have dignity or not, is that something you give me? Can you even give it to me? Take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror. Who do you think you are? You dare to talk to me about dignity?"

That was a harsh remark, showing absolutely no mercy.

There was silence on the other end of the phone again.

Chen Mo could clearly hear the other person's heavy breathing, which meant that the other person was obviously very angry again.

Immediately afterwards, he was heard growl to the side, ordering his men to smash the door and break in.

"etc."

Chen Mo spoke slowly and deliberately.

The other person paused for a moment, then sneered, his tone full of sarcasm, as if he had him cornered.

"What? Now you're scared? Too late. If you'd been this sensible earlier, why did you have to do this?"

"Afraid?"

Chen Mo leaned back on the sofa, his arm around Lu Xingyao, speaking casually.

"I've never backed down from a group fight. But you guys have the numbers right now, so I have to call for backup first. What's the rush? Let's talk about it when the brothers I call arrive."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a burst of sneer, full of contempt and amusement.

"Call for backup? Fine, I'll give you time. I'd like to see what kind of nobodies you can find in this small corner of Hangzhou. I'll be waiting here, let's see what tricks you come up with."

After saying that, he actually gave instructions to his men.

"Don't move, wait at the door. I want to see what kind of people this kid can call."

He hung up the phone immediately, acting incredibly arrogant.

Chen Mo picked up his phone and casually tossed it back onto the table. He took a sip of his tea, completely unconcerned about the person outside the door.

Call someone over?

Yes, we definitely need to call someone.

But when to call and when to arrive are hard to say.

Just wait patiently.

"Brother Mo, are we just going to leave them out there baking in the sun?"

Lu Xingyao lay on his chest, swinging her legs, her eyes filled with eager anticipation.

"How about Yun Shu and I go out and deal with them? They're just a few small fry, we can take them down in no time. It'll be a good opportunity to test the results of our training during this period."

"What's the rush?"

Chen Mo smiled and reached out to pinch her soft cheeks.

"I did it on purpose, just to let them hang out a little longer. And you don't need to lift a finger. I'm afraid you'll get your hands dirty fighting these kinds of people. Your hands shouldn't be used on these people."

After arranging lunch, Ye Yunshu sat down next to Chen Mo.

"Brother Mo, are you sure we don't need to do anything? We should be able to handle a few of them."

Chen Mo put his arm around her waist and smiled.

"You all, I'm having you train to increase your strength so that you can use it on me, not on outsiders."

Lu Xingyao and Ye Yunshu instantly understood the meaning of those words, and their fair and delicate faces immediately turned rosy, making them look very pretty.

Chen Mo couldn't resist giving him a kiss on both sides.

Ye Jingge, who was standing next to him, hadn't said a word. When he heard the word "cultivation," he looked at Ye Yunshu with a look of seeking confirmation in his eyes.

Although he had known for some time that Chen Mo was different from ordinary people at the family meeting, the word "cultivation" still sent shockwaves through his heart.

Ye Yunshu noticed his gaze, turned her head and looked at him for a second, without saying anything, but simply nodded slightly.

Ye Jingge's pupils suddenly contracted.

His fingers tightened slightly around the teacup, his knuckles turning white, but his face showed no sign of distress. He remained ramrod straight, the composure ingrained in a soldier preventing him from losing his composure.

But only he himself knew the shock he felt.

Chen Mo turned his head and looked at him.

"Second Brother."

Ye Jingge immediately looked up at him, subconsciously sitting up straighter, feeling a little flattered.

"Mr. Chen, you can just call me by my name..."

Chen Mo interrupted him.

"I should give Yun Shu this much face. She's my woman now, and you're her second brother, so it's not wrong for me to call you second brother. As for how you want to address me, you can do so however you like. We can each address each other as we see fit."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yunshu smiled and gently leaned on Chen Mo's shoulder.

Ye Jingge breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, Mr. Chen."

He remembered that his father had repeatedly given him instructions when he set off earlier.

When dealing with Chen Mo, you must never try to outsmart him; you just need to be sincere and honest in your interactions.

At that time, he couldn't figure it out and couldn't understand why his uncle was speaking so solemnly.

Only now does he fully understand and truly appreciate his uncle's long-term vision in judging people and planning for the future.

"Your Ye family has sacrificed a lot for my rank of Major General, and I've seen it all. I'm not a cold-blooded person. How about this, after things are settled here, I'll go to the border with you and let you achieve a great feat."

Chen Mo spoke slowly.

"I've been annoyed by these Indians for a long time. I'll teach the soldiers a cultivation technique to improve their reaction speed and strength, and then we'll teach those Indians a lesson."

He paused, and a slight smile played at the corners of his lips.

"Don't worry, you'll get a share too."

Ye Jingge suddenly stood up.

He stood ramrod straight, his eyes brimming with undisguised excitement and awe.

He grew up in a military camp, and the soldiers who sacrificed their lives on the border are a thorn in his heart that he can never remove.

He dreamed of making his soldiers stronger, so that his brothers would no longer sacrifice themselves in vain.

But he never imagined that such a fantastical opportunity would come his way.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say thank you, but his throat felt like it was blocked by something, and he couldn't utter a single word.

The next second, he raised his hand and gave Chen Mo a standard military salute.

His arms were taut and straight, his fingertips pressed firmly against his eyebrows, and he was as steady as a mountain.

His fingers trembled slightly as he lowered his arm.

That was an overwhelming surge of excitement.

Chen Mo waved his hand, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and his tone returned to its usual casualness.

"Alright, sit down. You'll be one of our main forces in the upcoming group fight."

"Mr. Chen, I guarantee I can take them all down."

The atmosphere in the living room instantly relaxed.

Chen Mo was pondering how to play tricks on this Young Master Zhao next.