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

The table in the private room was laden with top-quality dishes, steaming hot.

Each dish is a time-consuming and labor-intensive imperial delicacy.

The aroma kept wafting into my nostrils, and just smelling it made me want to eat.

Chen Mo sat down calmly, right across from the white-haired old man.

He crossed his legs, casually took out a cigarette, lit it, slowly took a puff, and exhaled a thin cloud of smoke.

In the quiet private room, where only the soft crackling of burning cigars had been heard, the crisp click of a lighter now sounded particularly jarring.

Chen Mo stared at the two people opposite him without any attempt to hide his gaze.

The elderly man at the head of the table had a full head of white hair that was meticulously styled. He wore a dark red custom-made suit and shiny black leather shoes, and was dressed in top-of-the-line luxury goods from head to toe, exuding a powerful aura.

But in Chen Mo's eyes, it was all show and no substance.

The aura the other party displayed was at most at the Qi Control Realm level; in front of him, he was just an insignificant nobody.

The other person next to him, dressed in a standard business jacket, had an arrogant demeanor and was probably the head of the Jiang family.

This person is not worth taking seriously. After today, the Jiang family will be completely wiped out.

Ye Changguo, sitting to the side, quickly pushed the ashtray next to Chen Mo and introduced it in a low voice.

"Mr. Chen, this is Master Yue Zhenshan. And this gentleman next to him is Jiang Hongtu, the head of the Jiang family."

Chen Mo nodded slightly, then went about his business, smoking and exhaling smoke.

Yue Zhenshan and Jiang Hongtu scrutinized Chen Mo with their eyes.

Ye Changguo was restless and his whole body was tense.

The table was laden with steaming dishes, but no one touched their chopsticks; the atmosphere in the private room was oppressively icy.

With a cigar between his fingers, Yue Zhenshan looked at Chen Mo's arrogant and fearless attitude and finally spoke first, his tone haughty.

"Kid, you're the first person in all these years to dare to be so insolent in front of me."

Chen Mo smiled faintly:

"So, those people were all pretty cowards before?"

Yue Zhenshan's eyes darkened instantly, and the finger holding the cigar pointed directly at Chen Mo.

"Interesting. Not only is he arrogant, but he's also incredibly stubborn."

"I hate the way you look. You'll be the last person who dares to talk to me like that."

Chen Mo finished the last puff of his cigarette, flicked off the ash, and remained calm.

"What a coincidence, that's what I was thinking too."

Yue Zhenshan narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that something was wrong with what he said, and felt inexplicably choked up, but he didn't have time to think about it carefully.

Chen Mo put down his cigarette, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating.

He seemed to have come simply to have a meal, completely ignoring the hostility of the two people opposite him.

He made casual comments while eating.

"Old Ye, this restaurant is pretty good. You can come here often."

Ye Changguo quickly responded:

"Mr. Chen, the head chef here is a descendant of the imperial chefs; his skills are top-notch."

"No wonder it tastes so good."

Jiang Hongtu, standing to the side, was even more ashen-faced.

He instantly understood that these two were working together to show that they had never taken the Jiang family or Yue Zhenshan seriously from beginning to end!

An overwhelming sense of humiliation surged through Jiang Hongtu, who slammed his fist on the table.

"Snapped!"

The loud, crisp sound made the bowls and chopsticks tremble slightly.

"Ye Changguo! You specifically invited us out just so we could sit here and watch him eat?!"

Ye Changguo remained silent, not daring to respond.

Jiang Hongtu turned to stare at Chen Mo, who was engrossed in eating, his anger blazing.

From beginning to end, this kid never even glanced at him.

He scoffed coldly, his tone chilling.

"Kid, take your time eating. Consider this your last meal before you're executed!"

The moment the words "last meal before death" were uttered, the temperature in the entire private room plummeted.

"However, if you know what's good for you, obediently hand over your alchemy techniques and the cultivation methods you practice. If Master Yue is in a good mood, he might let you die a quicker death."

Yue Zhenshan crossed his arms, a contemptuous sneer on his face, exuding an air of superiority, as if he controlled life and death.

In Jiang Hongtu's eyes, this was already an immense blessing.

Ordinary people who offend the Jiang family or Yue Zhenshan will be tormented terribly.

Chen Mo put down his chopsticks, looked up at Yue Zhenshan, and his face was full of disdain.

"Him? Who will kill whom is still uncertain."

Yue Zhenshan's face was gloomy.

Jiang Hongtu hurriedly stepped forward to curry favor, bowing respectfully to Yue Zhenshan.

"What do you know! Our Master Yue is unparalleled, not only in the entire country, but even on the whole planet Earth!"

He turned and gave Chen Mo a mocking look.

"Dealing with a brat like you is a piece of cake!"

He looked Chen Mo up and down, his face full of disdain.

"His hair is a mess, he has no manners when sitting or eating, and he wants to act like an expert? It's laughable!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Hongtu and Yue Zhenshan burst into laughter.

The shrill laughter echoed in the enclosed private room.

Yue Zhenshan laughed with extreme relaxation, even a hint of boredom.

He had been famous for decades, dominating the planet without any rivals, and had long forgotten what defeat and fear were.

In his eyes, Chen Mo was just a reckless fool who didn't know his place and acted arrogantly with brute force.

He's killed far too many reckless young men like that in his life.

Despite the two men's mockery, Chen Mo remained calm and continued eating, tasting every dish with relish.

By the time the two of them had finished laughing, he had just finished eating.

Chen Mo turned his head to look at Ye Changguo beside him, his tone calm and composed.

"Old Ye, arrange for someone to come and clean up the mess."

Ye Changguo's back was already soaked with cold sweat. His heart skipped a beat, and he instantly realized that Chen Mo was about to make a move.

He didn't dare delay, nodded quickly, and strode to a corner to make a phone call and give instructions.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Hongtu's face turned ugly.

They were all on the verge of death, yet this kid completely ignored them and went about making his own funeral arrangements. He was utterly arrogant!

Yue Zhenshan, standing to the side, slowly stubbed out his cigar, his eyes revealing murderous intent.

"Kid, you've had enough to eat, it's time to hit the road."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly sprang up!

The speed was so fast that it left afterimages, instantly covering a distance of several meters, and slapped Chen Mo on the head with a palm.

They were ruthless, going straight for the vitals!

But just as he was a meter away from Chen Mo, his hand suddenly froze in mid-air, unable to move any further!

It was like crashing into an invisible, indestructible wall!

Yue Zhenshan's pupils suddenly contracted, his face filled with disbelief, and he subconsciously tried to pull back.

late!

The next second, a terrifying recoil force erupted instantly!

A muffled boom!

Yue Zhenshan was thrown backward as if he had been hit by a high-speed truck, and slammed hard against the wall behind him!

A mouthful of scalding hot blood gushed out!

Cracks spread across the wall, and the plaster peeled off in clumps.

He was in excruciating pain all over his body, and he slid down the wall and collapsed to the ground, his arms hanging limply at his sides.

The top expert who was arrogant and unparalleled just a second ago was now completely shocked and then overwhelmed by fear.

Chen Mo still sat with his legs crossed, his posture calm and composed, and he reached out to take out another cigarette.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Changguo quickly went over to help him light it.

Chen Mo took a drag and exhaled a faint smoke ring.

"Old man, you're too weak."