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

After leaving the hospital, Chen Mo helped Shen Nian into the car.

The car stopped at the entrance of her residential compound. The two got out of the car, but she didn't move.

Chen Mo gently stroked her cheek.

"Sister-in-law, why don't you and your daughter go abroad?"

She looked up at Chen Mo.

"When I told Wang Jun in the hospital that I was sending you to America, I was deliberately trying to fool him and mislead him. Actually, I wanted you to go to Japan."

She stared at Chen Mo for a long time.

"Just because you tell me to leave, does that mean I have to leave?"

"It will be dangerous for you to stay in the country."

Chen Mo turned his head to look at her.

"I'm leaving. The world is vast and no one will be able to find you."

Are you afraid they'll contact me, or are you afraid of the trouble?

Chen Mo smiled but did not give a direct answer.

"After you leave, you and your daughter can live a quiet life. What happens in China is none of your business anymore."

She looked out the car window, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke.

"I can leave. But before I leave, I want you to stay with me for one day."

Chen Mo did not immediately agree, nor did he ask her why. He simply looked at her and waited for her to continue.

She turned her head and met his gaze.

"Aren't you going to ask me why?"

Chen Mo gently tossed the question back at him.

"Do you want to say something?"

"I'm asking you."

"You want me to tell the truth?"

Chen Mo leaned back in his seat, his voice neither loud nor soft.

"I guessed that. But the weight of your words versus mine is different."

She stared at Chen Mo for several seconds, her lips twitching slightly.

"You're such a person, you can't even ask a question honestly."

"If I ask, you'll tell me?"

How would you know if you didn't ask?

Chen Mo smiled and continued her sentence.

"Okay. Then tell me, why do you want me to spend the whole day with you?"

She took a deep breath and turned to look at him.

"I've been with Wang Jun for ten years, and he rarely touched me. You're the one who made me experience the joy of being a woman..."

"Is it just for one day?"

"One day is enough."

Chen Mo looked at her and nodded.

"Tomorrow, same place."

Shen Nian turned and walked into the residential area. The motion-activated lights in the stairwell turned on, casting a long shadow of her before she disappeared around the corner.

When Chen Mo returned to the rented apartment, Lu Xingyao was already asleep, and only a wall lamp was left on in the living room.

Su Wan came out of the bedroom, wearing a white silk nightgown and with her hair down.

She didn't ask him where he had gone, poured him a glass of warm water and placed it beside him, then sat down on the sofa.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Wait for you."

Chen Mo picked up his cup and took a sip.

Su Wan gently pressed his temples with her fingers for a while before getting up and returning to the bedroom.

The next morning, Shen Nian sent a text message to urge him to hurry up.

Lu Xingyao and Su Wan were still asleep when Chen Mo sent them a message: Lin Yue had run into some trouble and wouldn't be back tonight.

When he arrived at the hotel and pushed open the door, Shen Nian was already sitting on the sofa.

A plain, form-fitting white dress, the hem just past her knees. She wore careful makeup, her hair was tied up, revealing a glimpse of her fair neck.

Chen Mo was already irritable early in the morning, and now he was getting a bit worked up.

"Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful."

……

The two stayed in the hotel for a day and a night. The dual cultivation skills of the Great Completion Realm made Shen Nian experience the most unforgettable time of her life.

When Chen Mo woke up the next morning, Shen Nian was already dressed and sitting on the edge of the bed watching him.

The morning light peeked through the gap in the curtains and fell on her face.

"I'm leaving."

"I'll transfer you two million; you can use it abroad."

Chen Mo leaned against the headboard and picked up his phone.

She stood up, picked up her bag from the bedside table, walked to the door, and didn't look back.

"Chen Mo."

"Um."

"I'm your woman now, I'll do whatever you say, so I'll accept the two million."

She paused for a moment, then opened the door and went out.

Chen Mo sat against the headboard for a while, then got up, his legs went weak, and he almost fell to the ground.

I'm going to buy two bottles of Nutritional Express later!

I had just finished tidying up when Ghost called.

"Boss."

The ghost's voice came through the receiver, unhurried and with the composure of an old-fashioned gentleman.

"My artwork has been defiled."

Chen Mo said he understood, and that the Zhao family would definitely deal with Wang Jun.

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

"I spent so long painting that artwork."

The ghost's voice still had that lazy tone.

"Every stroke is carefully drawn by me. I only need one last stroke to complete a perfect piece of work. Just that one last stroke."

Chen Mo did not respond.

"As a result, someone barged into the studio, picked up a pen, and did the last stroke for me."

The ghost paused for a moment.

"Is his painting correct? No! Does he understand this painting? Absolutely not."

He simply picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and poked it onto the canvas, and my work was ruined. Not because the last stroke was wrong, but because the last stroke wasn't drawn by me.

"In our Chinese culture, there's a saying: 'Ghosts are imperfections, but also a kind of beauty.'"

Some hurried voices came from the phone.

"Boss, I'm not reconciled. Do you know what I hate most in this life? It's not that my work was destroyed, it's that the person who destroyed my work has no idea what they destroyed."

Chen Mo lit a cigarette.

"Not everyone can understand art; good art is destined to be appreciated by only a few."

"Forget it, I don't want this piece anymore. I find it disgusting to look at something that has been touched by someone."

The ghost seemed to be in a better mood, and its tone returned to calm.

"Don't worry, you'll receive every penny of what's due. I'm very satisfied with this collaboration!"

"Wow! Boss, you're such a generous boss, it's a pleasure working with you!"

The ghost's voice returned to its lazy, gentlemanly tone.

"You're worth the price."

"Looking forward to working with you again."

"Don't worry, the next collaboration should be soon. I'll contact you then."

Chen Mo hung up the phone after speaking.

After leaving the hotel, Chen Mo walked into a motorcycle shop.

He had to go back to Stone Village to give the seeds to the village chief. It was a 30-mile journey with no transportation, and it was too difficult!

There were more than a dozen cars parked in the showroom. He chose a black off-road motorcycle, paid for it, drove to a deserted place, drove the motorcycle through the area, parked it, and then drove back.

Unfortunately, he discovered that the two-cubic-meter space of the bronze ring was too small to fit the motorcycle.

He then went into an adult products store.

Behind the counter sat a female shop assistant in her forties, with curly hair, eating sunflower seeds.

Chen Mo took two boxes of each of the most potent Viagra drugs from the counter and stacked them on the counter.

The female shop assistant paused the sunflower seeds in her mouth, her gaze shifting from the stack of boxes to Chen Mo's face, and then back to the stack of boxes.

She opened her mouth and spat out the sunflower seed shells.

"Young man, are you buying so much wholesale or for your own use?"

Chen Mo answered.

"I have a friend who is a bit weak, so I'm sending him some extra."

The female shop assistant glanced at the stack of boxes again.

"Giving away so many gifts, is your friend in good health?"

Chen Mo said it was alright, he could handle it.

The female shop assistant swept the boxes one by one into a plastic bag, and added a sentence as she handed them over.

She looked Chen Mo up and down, from head to toe, from his face to his waist, and from his waist to his legs.

"Young man, let me ask you one more question. Is that friend of yours yourself?"

Chen Mo took the bag and smiled.

"Auntie, do I look like I need this?"

The female shop assistant looked him up and down and spat out the sunflower seed shells.

"It doesn't seem like it. Let's go."

Chen Mo walked out of the store carrying the plastic bag. His legs were stiff and strong, not weak at all.

P.S.: I've been a bit busy these past few days and haven't had time to write. Please give me good reviews and urge me to update!