The proof of Emperor Wu began with daily rewards for diligence.

Chen Jue lay in the clinic for half a day, but his uncle did not come to pick him up. He knew that the garrison must be undergoing tremendous changes.

He opened his phone, looked at the long list of contacts, and fell into deep thought.

"So, I'm actually this withdrawn?"

Chen Jue ultimately chose to contact Pei Qingying, who was his only good friend so far.

About fifteen minutes after the phone call ended.

The young lady, dressed in a black and blue color-blocked halter-neck tulle dress and a light beige wide-brimmed straw hat with pearls, arrived at the clinic entrance in a flurry of activity.

She was wearing large sunglasses today, and a long necklace adorned with black flowers and pearls hung from her neck.

The blue tulle skirt swayed gently with her light steps, her lively and energetic temperament, combined with her incredibly sweet outfit, made her stand out.

"Brother Chen! How did you end up in the clinic again?"

Pei Qingying approached Chen Jue, touched his strong limbs and muscles, and then nodded in satisfaction.

Good, good, no injuries this time.

"Huh? You didn't check the news today?" Chen Jue asked, somewhat surprised.

"What news?"

Pei Qingying took out her phone, casually browsed the local news, and then showed one of them to Chen Jue, saying, "You mean the incident about the old steel plant by Cuihu Lake where the equipment wasn't dismantled in time, causing the spirit storage tanks to explode?"

"Was it caused by improper handling by the canteen staff at your health center, leading to the gas explosion?"

Chen Jue was stunned when he heard this. He took the phone and almost laughed in exasperation at the official's deceptive actions.

Everything that happened in the early hours of yesterday morning, whether it was the Jianghu raid on the Shihuo Sect or the attack on the Kaiyang Garrison at dawn, was given a reasonable explanation by the authorities and forcibly concealed.

In this way, the prestige of the government will not be damaged, and the effect can be described as outstanding.

But if this happens, who will punish the Fire Church for its sin of sacrificing a hundred people?

Who will seek justice for the deceased Secretary Zhao Wei and the police chief Wu Yue, whose limbs were shattered?

Will the Church of the Fire Spirits become increasingly rampant?

With the golden statue broken, will the garrison be attacked a second time?

The order in the outer city has collapsed.

The future landscape may be like a runaway horse, spiraling out of control.

"Miss Pei, please take me home."

Chen Jue handed the phone back to Pei Qingying and sighed helplessly.

In this messed-up world, what else can we do but make ourselves stronger, stronger, and stronger?

"You're going on vacation again?" Pei Qingying clapped her hands and asked excitedly.

"You seem happy that I'm injured?" Chen Jue rolled his eyes at the girl.

"Where are you hurt? You look perfectly fine."

"Here!" Chen Jue raised the medical record in his hand.

"Pfft!" Pei Qingying took the medical record and almost burst out laughing.

"Brother Chen, isn't this a bit unprofessional?"

As Doctor Jiao passed by the ward area, he glanced at Pei Qingying upon hearing this and sneered, "Didn't the powerful families promise to defend their territory when they first established themselves in Linjiang?"

"Why haven't I seen you adhere to professional ethics?"

"..." Pei Qingying.

The young girl can assure you that she absolutely did not provoke this bad old man.

Hearing Jiao Fengchun's sarcastic words, she retorted angrily, "A family is a family, and I am me?"

"If you have a problem with my family, go find the family behind me. Don't you feel ashamed, old man, for speaking so sarcastically to a young girl like me?"

Doctor Jiao raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "Young lady, you do know how to cut things, but your food, clothing, and social status—everything about you—is provided by your family..."

"The nail polish you use and the face powder you apply, aren't they all made with the people's hard-earned money? You're so young, yet you take it all for granted."

"Hey! You weirdo! I didn't do anything to you! What are you babbling about here?"

Pei Qingying glared angrily at Old Man Jiao and said fiercely, "And let me tell you, I have connections everywhere. I started earning money to support my sister when I was ten years old. I don't need to rely on my family at all."

"All those things you're saying are just your own wishful thinking and imagination!"

"Hehe!" Faced with Pei Qingying's shameless words, Jiao Fengchun found it laughable, shook his head and left.

"..." Pei Qingxiang, enraged by Hajimi, stood up and wanted to continue breathing on Jiao Fengchun, but Chen Jue grabbed her.

"Why are you arguing with a grumpy old man?"

Chen Jue coaxed gently, "He's just a stubborn remnant of the old era, how could he understand the excellence of our new generation of geniuses..."

"You brat, who are you calling names?" This time it was Old Man Jiao's turn to breathe out.

"Whoever bullies my dear sister, I'll scold them, hehehe..." Chen Jue pulled Pei Qingying up and made a funny face.

"..." Jiao Fengchun was both annoyed and amused, waving his hand to dismiss them, saying, "You two childish brats, get out!"

However, after Chen Jue and the other man left, Jiao Fengchun suppressed his smile, sighed silently, and climbed the ladder.

On a private website registered in "Zhongyu," he added a note to the biography of a person codenamed "Dan Shi":

"Since you are interested in the Pei family's daughter, I suggest sealing up the file and ceasing all attempts to recruit her."

……

Back in Furui Residential Area, Chen Jue, who had been feigning illness, suddenly perked up and started rummaging through drawers and cabinets, fiddling with his alchemy equipment.

Pei Qingying took off her sun hat, letting her long, straight, black hair fall loose, and sat on the sofa, watching him work.

Aren't you going back to class?

Chen Jue took out several large ceramic bowls and spread them out to Pei Qingying.

"I skipped class. Anyway, I'm not good enough for anything; I can't even get into a martial arts academy!"

Pei Qingying was not ashamed at all, and stood up to reach into her spatial bracelet.

The next moment, a bag of spirit grains, with a capacity of 5 dou and weighing nearly 100 jin, appeared in her hand, causing her to stumble and bump into the coffee table.

"Feed?!~"

Chen Jue was startled and rushed forward, grabbing the little girl's waist with one hand and using one foot to lift the hundred-pound bag of spirit grain, preventing it from falling to the ground.

"You should refine your blood when you have time. You're so weak, you can't even lift a bag of spirit grains. How will you manage in the future!"

Chen Jue released the little girl and gently flicked her smooth forehead.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" Pei Qingying covered her forehead with both hands and kicked Chen Jue's shin in a huff.

No injury.

"Hmph. I won't practice. Life is short, I don't want to waste my precious time on cultivation."

"If I'm blessed, I'll enjoy it; if I'm not, I'll force myself to enjoy it."

Pei Qingying comfortably lay down on the sofa, looking completely at ease.

Since the two became acquainted, the young girl has lost some of the tranquil elegance of a noble lady and gained more of a carefree and lively personality.

This is what Chen Jue Le saw: seventeen is the time when a girl is innocent and carefree, unrestrained and vibrant.

Chen Jue brewed a pot of lemon water for the little girl and deliberately dissolved half a Lingya Dan in it, so as not to mask the fresh sour taste of the lemon itself, but to give it a slightly sweet aftertaste.

"Want to watch TV?" he asked the little girl.

"I'm going to play 'Zhongyu Xianyou' for a bit... What do you want for lunch? I'll make it for you?"

Pei Qingying leaned back on the sofa and took out her phone.

"Didn't 'Zhongyu Xianyou' get a full-immersive version before? Is there still a market for it on mobile?"

Chen Jue has mixed feelings about this globally popular and enduring online game.

It contains too many of his deep feelings from his youth, as well as some unspeakable secrets.

"Holographic technology is great, but it's too mentally taxing."

"It's better to complete daily tasks using the mobile app; here's the latest expert guide..."

Pei Qingying held up her phone, her posture languid, her two fair legs dangling in the air, her toes unconsciously dangling from her pretty off-white sandals, swaying back and forth in the air.

Chen glanced at it casually, his eyes widening slightly.

Pei Qingying caught a glimpse of Chen Jue's expression out of the corner of her eye, and a faint smile immediately appeared on her lips.

"Oh, right! There's something I forgot to give you..."