"Qing Xia doesn't care about Han Yan Zhi's doubts. You can believe it or not, my strength is higher than Wen Jie's. There are only two levels of cultivation, such as the Martial Arts Grandmaster you know. If I were a Grandmaster, then Wen Jie would be a Natural Martial Artist. Do you understand?"
Han Yan Zhi looked at Qing Xia incredulously. Is what you're saying true or false? If you're much more powerful, why do you still stay with him? Shouldn't you find someone stronger? Don't women always admire the strong?
Qing Xia glanced at her with a look of scorn. How shallow you are. How do you know that Wen Jie isn't strong? He's just not as strong as me temporarily. His future is someone who will dominate the fairy realm. By then, just with me, there wouldn't even be a chance to be with him. I'm following him now for the future.
Han Yan Zhi couldn't help but laugh at Qing Xia's words. You really must have read too many fantasy novels, Qing Xia. How can he be the one to rule the fairy realm? Just because you're stronger doesn't mean he's not strong. That's just laughable. Are you mentally ill? Do you need me to find you a doctor?
Qing Xia shook his head. No wonder Wen Jie didn't want to talk too much with you. It seems he really has foresight. In modern terms, you'll have difficulty eating four dishes in your life and have no foresight at all.
Han Yan Zhi flew into a rage upon hearing this. "You slut, Qing Xia, you dare say I'll never get to eat four dishes in my life? You won't even be able to eat three."
Qing Xia chuckled and said, "All I eat is one dish, that is, swallowing Mo Wen Jie alive."
Han Yan Zhi looked at Qing Xia with disgust. "You're gross. I refuse to let you succeed in your plot. I have decided to move into the Sea Bay One Villa to live next to Mo Wen Jie and watch you eat that dish."
Qing Xia was utterly shocked upon hearing this. Han Yan Zhi, what are you up to? The Sea Bay One Villa is Mo Wen Jie's. How can you move in and live there?
Han Yan Zhi paid no heed to her. Even if you mentioned that the villa is Mo Wen Jie's, I can move in as long as he doesn't object, you have no right to interfere.
Qing Xia deliberately provoked Han Yan Zhi, saying, "I'm in a romantic relationship with Wen Jie. We're destined to become a family soon. It's impossible for you to become a part of it, not even as my seventh wife."
Han Yan Zhi remained unfazed by the remark. "Let me tell you, Qing Xia, I'm determined to be the seventh wife. It's not certain who will be the seventh wife between us. If by some mischance I get ahead of you, then you'll be the seventh wife."
Upon hearing this, Qing Xia couldn't help but laugh. "You think you can take him by surprise? The chances are slim, and I'm not trying to discourage you. With your limited vision, Wen Jie wouldn't even consider you. You shouldn't dream about it. Even if you were a fox spirit reborn and put on your charming skills, there would be no chance."
Han Yan Zhi giggled uncontrollably. "Qing Xia, you're a thousand-year-old fox, and no one should try to pull a Ghost Story of the Ganlu. It's all about skill; whoever gets their hands on him has the ability."
Qing Xia agreed readily. "Okay, I'll give you a fair competition opportunity, as long as you don't regret it."
Han Yan Zhi extended her little finger, saying, "Let's shake hands and promise that we won't change our minds for a hundred years."
Qing Xia also extended her little finger, making a pledge, "Pull the hook, let's pull it. Who's afraid of who?"
The two argued their way to the hotel and then back to the Sea Bay One Villa.
Mo Wen Jie looked at Han Yan Zhi who had come back again, bringing toiletries and clean clothes with her. He was completely confused, Miss Han, what's your meaning?
Han Yan Zhi gave Mo Wen Jie a cold glance. "What else could it mean? I'm moving in to live with you."
Mo Wen Jie hurriedly said, "Miss Han, if you live here, it would be bad for your reputation. Please don't stay here. Go back!"
Han Yan Zhi retorted, "Does my reputation improve if I don't live here? Now who in Bian City doesn't know that I am your seventh wife? Where I live will not stop the gossip. Why shouldn't I move in? The Sea Bay One Villa is comfortable and free to stay in. If I don't live here, do you think I'm an idiot?"
Mo Wen Jie rubbed his forehead in exasperation. "What kind of logic is this? Why don't you just explain it to others?"
Han Yan Zhi angrily said, "Don't I have to work? What do I need to do all day, just to explain things to others?"
The guards at the gate came in, announcing, "Master Mo and Lord Wei have come to see you."
Upon hearing this, Mo Wen Jie looked at the two of them and said, "Both of you, give me a break. Let him in!"
The guards escorted Wei Li Xing to the living room.
Wei Li Xing bowed and said, "Wei, the head of Bian City's Wei family, Wei Li Xing, greets Master Mo. I have come to your mansion today with the intention of asking Master Mo to enhance the strength of our martial artists. As for the compensation, please rest assured that Master Mo can be at ease. As long as Master Mo makes a move, once the matter is settled, if Master Mo desires money, he may speak freely; if he desires items, we will spare no effort to search for them."
Mo Wen Jie looked at Wei Li Xing and asked, "How many Grandmaster-level martial artists do you want?"
Wei Li Xing thought for a moment before timidly asking, "Ten Grandmaster-level martial artists?"
Mo Wen Jie agreed readily, "No problem. However, how much compensation do you plan to offer?"
Wei Li Xing thought for a moment and said, "Master Mo, what do you think of one hundred billion?"
Mo Wen Jie shook his head and said, "The price of my breakthrough gold pill in domestic auctions is 20 billion per pill, and in international auctions, it reaches 35 billion per pill. What do you think is appropriate?"
Wei Li Xing answered without hesitation, "I will offer two hundred billion."
Mo Wen Jie smiled slightly and said, "Deal. You can bring your people anytime."
Wei Li Xing was so excited that tears almost fell. "Thank you, Master Mo. I will bring my people and money tomorrow."
Mo Wen Jie nodded, "Then I'll wait for you tomorrow."
Wei Li Xing stood up to bid farewell, "Goodbye, Master Mo!"
Mo Wen Jie: Don't send me off!
After Wei Li Xing left.
Han Yan Zhi asked Mo Wen Jie, "If he gives you 400 billion, would you really give him the power to become 20 Grandmaster-level martial artists?"
Mo Wen Jie looked at Han Yan Zhi, "What's the problem?"
Han Yan Zhi replied indifferently, "That's a big problem. Have you thought about it? Once these families all have powerful strength, they will compete for resources among themselves. Then the order in Bian City will become unstable. Have you considered the consequences?"
Mo Wen Jie smiled, "This has nothing to do with me. I'm just doing this for money. As long as I can afford the price, I can fulfill his request. Is there a problem with that?"
Han Yan Zhi looked at Mo Wen Jie and said, "You're really willing to do anything for money. I never thought you'd be like this. I must have misjudged you. You'd even sell your country for money."
Mo Wen Jie shook his head. "Miss Han, you might not want to defame me like that! We have no grievances or enmities between us. You're putting such a big label on me; isn't that a bit inappropriate?"
Han Yan Zhi looked at him with disdain and said, "Is this how you measure a person's worth? You only care about money. What if a country like North Korea comes to ask you to help them enhance their strength?"
Mo Wen Jie chuckled, "You really think I'm an idiot? People from North Korea coming here, no matter how much money they offer, I won't do it."
Han Yan Zhi rolled her eyes. "You really think you're that smart, don't you? Can't North Korea go through some family in Bian City to achieve this?"
Mo Wen Jie muttered to himself, "This little girl is not completely dumb. How do you know that I want to do this? Finding a family that has ties with North Korea is my purpose. It's not that I'm here to date."
Han Yan Zhi saw that Mo Wen Jie was silent, and suddenly realized that the consequences were serious now. She was scared and couldn't speak. Aren't you the one who was so arrogant just now? Master Mo!
Mo Wen Jie shook his head at Han Yan Zhi. "The things you mentioned are indeed not much related to me. If people from North Korea come here to enhance their strength, what can they do?"
Han Yan Zhi sighed and said, "You don't know how big their ambitions are from North Korea. They often cause trouble here, aiming to absorb our border. Although they keep harassing us, they don't dare to make big moves because of our strength. Once you help them enhance their strength, the situation will be entirely different."
Mo Wen Jie looked at her, "I came here just to sell some pills. According to what you've said, I can't sell any pills?"
Han Yan Zhi smiled slightly upon hearing this, "You haven't lost your humanity for money yet; you're still salvageable. Since you've agreed to help Wei family enhance ten people, why not do the same for every family, just enhancing ten people per family."
Qing Xia was dissatisfied upon hearing this. "Why not make money? As long as people offer money, we can increase anyone we want. Why should we refuse money?"
Han Yan Zhi looked at Qing Xia and said, "You're short-sighted, only focused on money, and disregard your national dignity. Your own nation's righteousness has been sacrificed for a meal."
Qing Xia giggled, "I know your little scheme. It's just that you're afraid that other families will surpass you, isn't it?"
Han Yan Zhi became a bit angry. "I can't say that there's no such factor. But mainly, I'm concerned about them using this opportunity to invade our country. Although I enjoy feeling superior, national dignity is more important than any kind of arrogance."
Mo Wen Jie nodded involuntarily. Inwardly, he thought: This little girl still has a sense of patriotism. Helping her become the first in Bian City and maintaining the northern border of Longguo is also not impossible.
Mo Wen Jie thought for a moment and said, "Miss Han, you should move back first. In the coming days, top families in Bian City will come over. It's not very appropriate for them to know that you're staying here."
Han Yan Zhi angrily said, "What's not appropriate? I living here is to monitor you, and I can't let you do anything improper!"
Qing Xia giggled, "Han Yan Zhi, who are you to Mo Wen Jie? What gives you the right to control him? It seems like you think you're the mistress of this place."
Han Yan Zhi was unapologetic. "What do you mean 'seems like'? It's definitely going to be."
Qing Xia shook her head. "Han Yan Zhi, you're too confident. The future is uncertain."
Han Yan Zhi looked at Qing Xia and shook her head. "You really are a naive sweetheart, your appearance is flawless, but your brain is severely atrophied. Do you know what it means to turn an ideal into reality? To walk with the heart is to walk with ideals, and to walk with feet is to walk with reality. I'm walking with both heart and feet, so why should I fear that I won't become the mistress of this place?"
Qing Xia wouldn't let Han Yan Zhi have the last word. "You really do think you have a chance, don't you? Let me tell you the truth, you're never going to succeed."
Han Yan Zhi was about to argue, but outside, a shouting voice could be heard: "Brother-in-law, are you at home?"
Mo Wen Jie covered his forehead and looked at Han Yan Zhi.
Han Yan Zhi gave him an angry glance. "What are you looking at? It's not me they're looking for, why are you looking at me?"
Han Shi Chang, Han An Ding, and another middle-aged man in their fifties came into the living room.
Han Shi Chang saw Mo Wen Jie and Han Yan Zhi and said, "Sister, Brother-in-law, you're both here!"
Han Yan Zhi looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "Dad, why did you come here?"
Han An Shan looked at his daughter and said, "How could I not come and visit you when you moved to a new home? This young man must be Mo Wen Jie."
Han Shi Chang quickly introduced, "This is my sister's husband, Mo Wen Jie. Brother-in-law, this is our father, Han An Shan."
Mo Wen Jie smiled and nodded, "Hello, Uncle Han!"
Han An Shan heard this and his face showed displeasure. "Mo Wen Jie, you and Yan Zhi's relationship has already become a well-known topic in Bian City. Although I don't know when you two became a couple, since it's already out in the open, you can't just keep things unclear. As a man, you should have some sense of responsibility. When do you plan to propose? What about the dowry? You can use your pills that enhance strength as the dowry. We came here today to talk to you about this."
Mo Wen Jie covered his forehead. "Uncle Han, I and Miss Han are completely innocent; there's absolutely no relationship between us. You all have misunderstood!"
Han An Shan heard this and his face turned extremely unpleasant. "Mo Wen Jie, as for you, it's not that Uncle Han blames you. As a man, it's not appropriate to clean up and refuse to take responsibility. We can accept Yan Zhi becoming the seventh wife, but we absolutely cannot accept you playing around and not taking responsibility!"
Mo Wen Jie is now a mute eating bitter quinine, with much to say but unable to express. He could only look at Han Yan Zhi with a pleading gaze, "Please speak up for me, Miss Yan!"
Han Yan Zhi's words nearly caused Mo Wen Jie to hemorrhage. She stroked her belly and said, "Mo Wen Jie, what should the child's surname be, Han or Mo?"
