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

Inside the room, Chen Mozhen moved a stool and sat down in the middle.

"Keep bragging."

The two girls looked at each other, resignedly picking up their flutes.

One song after another.

He listened intently, nodding and swaying his head, occasionally offering a random compliment.

The two girls went from being full of anticipation to being dumbfounded, and then to completely accepting their fate.

As he played the last tune, the two men watched him expectantly, hoping that this gentleman would do something productive after listening to the last note.

Chen Mo took out two silver ingots and gave them to them:

"That sounds great, you played it well! Keep going!"

And then, that was it.

Chen Mo certainly couldn't bring himself to do it, so he could only let them do it.

It wasn't until evening, when the building became lively, that the three of them came out of their room.

Two girls followed behind him, looking at him resentfully, their lips red and swollen, their cheeks still sore.

This gentleman is genuinely here to listen to music.

Chen Mo laughed and ignored them, then walked towards the railing on the third floor.

Two girls followed him, one on each side, and took his arm, securing the best spot for a view.

As night fell, the Star-Picking Tower was brightly lit.

The lobby downstairs was packed with people playing drinking games, shouting "Bravo!", and making merry. The smell of alcohol mixed with the scent of rouge wafted up, making it ten times more lively than during the day.

The girl on the left leaned closer.

"These are all ordinary guests in the lobby; the truly distinguished guests are in the private rooms upstairs."

The girl on the right pointed to the stage in the middle of the hall.

"See that? That's our mom on stage."

Chen Mo followed his gaze.

What a plump old lady! Dressed in gold and silver, all flamboyant, she stood on the stage like a butterfly.

As soon as the madam opened her mouth, the entire building fell silent.

"Gentlemen..."

She waved her handkerchief, her eyes smiling as she swept over the guests in the room.

"Everyone, please enjoy your food and drinks! Same rules as always tonight! There's only one spot available for listening to music and chatting in Miss Yanci's room; the highest bidder wins!"

She paused for a moment, then twisted her waist again.

"Our Miss Yanci said she's in a good mood tonight and will chat for an extra half hour!"

The whole building erupted in screams.

Before the words were even finished, someone on the sixth floor became impatient.

"Stop dawdling! Get started!"

The madam looked up and her face lit up with a smile.

"Oh, it's Young Master Qin! Alright, alright, let's begin, let's begin!"

"Young Master Qin the Third?"

Chen Mo asked casually.

The girl on the left lowered her voice:

"The two great generals of the current dynasty, the Qin family who protects the country and the Chu family who stabilizes the country, stand on the left and right, checking and balancing each other. This is Qin Xiao, the grandson of the Qin family."

Another sentence to add.

"Now that this person has arrived, many people probably won't dare to open their mouths tonight."

The one on the left is covering her mouth and laughing.

"Besides, this Third Young Master Qin has been pursuing our sister for almost two and a half years. He's practically worn out the doorstep, but our sister hasn't even given him a second glance. Tonight, he's really determined to win her over."

Just as they were talking, the madam had just finished shouting "Start!" when a loud shout came from the sixth floor.

"One thousand taels of gold!"

The entire building gasped in shock.

Is it really that ruthless right from the start?

The lobby was filled with a buzzing sound; no one dared to answer.

Qin Xiao stood behind the railing, beaming with pride, urging the madam to make the announcement.

"What's the rush?"

On the other side of the sixth floor, someone spoke slowly and deliberately.

"I'm still here! Two thousand taels."

"Chu Zheng, the grandson of the Chu family."

The girl whispered in his ear to explain the riddle.

"The Qin and Chu families have been fighting openly and secretly for years. With him around, the Third Young Master Qin won't have an easy time."

Qin Xiao's face darkened, and he cursed across half the hall:

"Chu Zheng, are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for me?"

Chu Zheng waved his fan, unhurriedly.

"That's a fair competition; the highest bidder wins. If Young Master Qin is worried about the money, it's not too late to back out now."

The whole building was filled with laughter.

Following that, several more private rooms on the sixth floor were offered for sale.

"Three thousand taels!"

"Five thousand taels!"

Those who can challenge the General's Mansion are naturally not ordinary people.

The girl pointed them out to him one by one, explaining that this was a high-ranking official, that was a marquis, and that they were all high-ranking officials of the court.

Qin Xiao's face turned green, and he gritted his teeth.

"Ten thousand taels!"

The whole building erupted in chaos; the buzzing sound almost blew the roof off.

The bidding continued.

"Fifteen thousand!"

Chu Zheng slowly spoke, fanning himself with his fan.

"Twenty thousand!"

Qin Xiao patted the railing.

"Twenty-five thousand."

They were chasing each other, neither willing to back down.

The people in the lobby stared in disbelief; they had never heard of such a huge number in their lives.

"Thirty thousand taels!"

When Qin Xiao shouted, the entire building fell silent.

No one spoke.

They were all swallowing their saliva.

Thirty thousand taels of gold to buy a spot to listen to a performance.

madman.

Chu Zheng slowly closed his fan:

"Thirty thousand taels of gold, Young Master Qin, you have quite the spirit. Then this young master will grant your wish."

The phrase "helping others achieve their goals" was pronounced slowly and heavily, and anyone could tell it was meant to stir up trouble.

The madam didn't care about any of that.

She laughed so hard her whole body was shaking, waving her handkerchief like a windmill.

"Thirty thousand taels! Is there any other gentleman who wants to go for it? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

No one answered in the entire building.

Qin Xiao leaned on the railing, looking around the building with his chin held high.

The madam asked three times in a row, then waved her handkerchief.

"good!"

The madam, her face flushed, announced loudly.

"This spot tonight belongs to Young Master Qin!"

The building was filled with sighs, cheers, and table-pounding noises, creating a chaotic scene.

Amidst the chaos, two girls tugged at his sleeve and whispered words of advice:

"Young master, don't provoke him. We can't afford to offend the Qin family..."

Chen Mo patted their hands, took a step forward, and walked to the railing.

Then he spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Young Master Qin, wait a moment."

The sound wasn't loud, but somehow the whole building heard it.

brush!

Hundreds of eyes turned to him.

Who is it?

Dare to open your mouth at this moment?

They were whispering amongst themselves.

"Whose son is this? He looks unfamiliar."

"Never seen him before. What a handsome face... but he's incredibly bold."

Qin Xiao was taken aback at first.

He then let out a loud shout, leaning half his body out from under the railing, his eyes bloodshot.

His cronies in the private room also started making a ruckus.

"Kill him!"

"Third Young Master, mentioning your name will scare him to death!"

"Who did you come from, daring to cross me?! Do you even know who I am?!"

Chen Mo stood in front of the railing, calmly letting him yell.

After he finished yelling, Chen Mo slowly and deliberately spoke.

"Young Master Qin, I would like to exchange something for your spot."

The whole building erupted in laughter.

What is this thing worth 30,000 taels of gold?

Qin Xiao also laughed, but it was a laugh born of anger.

"Exchange? What will you exchange? You..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Chen Mo took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, flicked his wrist, and the small porcelain bottle, carrying a gust of wind, flew straight towards Qin Xiao.

Qin Xiao caught it subconsciously, looked down at the bottle in his hand, and looked completely bewildered.

The laughter that filled the room came to an abrupt halt.

Those in the know among the onlookers felt their eyelids twitch violently.

This person is quite strong!

On the other side of the sixth floor, Chu Zheng stopped fanning himself and squinted.

"Interesting. Trading a small bottle for thirty thousand taels?"

The entire building was completely silent.

The madam stood frozen on the stage, her handkerchief held high in the air, unsure whether to drop it or put it away.

Hundreds of eyes darted back and forth between the bottle in Qin Xiao's hand and Chen Mo.