"Your ancestor has never lied to you before. Once you touch the threshold of cultivation, those so-called noble families will be trampled beneath your feet!" the ancestor's voice slowly sounded.
Chen Mo felt a surge of excitement and confidence.
It wasn't about cultivating immortality soon, but about having enough strength to protect those around him.
After washing away the dirt, he glanced out the window. Dawn had broken.
Moreover, Chen Mo heard Du Huili already up, seemingly preparing breakfast in the kitchen.
Chen Mo went to the living room and found that Du Huili had already put his dirty clothes into the washing machine.
Seeing Chen Mo approach, Du Huili appeared somewhat preoccupied.
"What's wrong, Sister Li?" Chen Mo asked.
Du Huili gritted her teeth and asked, "Where... where were you last night?"
"I went to a bar," Chen Mo didn't hide it.
"Looking for a prostitute?" Du Huili looked at Chen Mo suspiciously.
"Ah?" Chen Mo was taken aback. He didn't understand why Du Huili would ask that.
"When I was washing your clothes, I smelled another woman's perfume on you," Du Huili explained.
Then, blushing, she advised, "Dr. Tian is a good person. You can't do this. What if you catch something? You're a doctor, you should know."
Chen Mo realized Du Huili had misunderstood.
"Sister Li, what are we having for breakfast?" At this moment, Tian Mengyao came downstairs.
Seeing this, Du Huili knew she couldn't say more and said softly, "Don't go out looking for trouble anymore. Actually, I, I can help you."
Chen Mo's eyes widened in astonishment.
Du Huili realized she had said the wrong thing, her face turning even redder. She hurriedly explained, "I didn't mean it like that. I meant I can help you talk to Dr. Tian."
In Du Huili's opinion, Chen Mo was in his youth and easily led astray.
After all, the sounds from the room that day, coupled with his visit to the bar last night, had led Du Huili to misunderstand.
Chen Mo's forehead was covered in black lines.
Before Chen Mo could say anything, Du Huili came out with the steamed buns, "Mengyao, we're having steamed buns for breakfast."
"Sister Li, why is your face so red?" Tian Mengyao, being a doctor, immediately noticed Du Huili's abnormality.
"The steamed buns were too hot," Du Huili quickly made an excuse.
Tian Mengyao naturally didn't suspect anything. She picked up a steamed bun, took a bite, and couldn't help but praise Du Huili's delicious buns.
After breakfast, Chen Mo instructed Du Huili to try her best not to take Xiao Wen out for the next few days.
If they needed anything, they could have someone deliver it.
Although Du Huili didn't know what was happening, she knew Chen Mo wouldn't harm her, so she nodded and agreed to stay home for the next few days.
After the meal, Chen Mo drove Tian Mengyao to the hospital.
On the way, Chen Mo's car was accompanied by vehicles both in front and behind, ensuring the safety of Chen Mo and Tian Mengyao.
This also made Tian Mengyao sense something was amiss.
Meanwhile, in country R, at a coastal villa estate.
A middle-aged man from country R, stroking the small beard below his nose, looked out at the boundless coastline and stretched.
"Leader, we just received news that they have infiltrated China," a man said, walking in and bowing.
The middle-aged man nodded. "Just a minor figure. Sending four assassins, I even think it's a waste. Those antique dealers are making a mountain out of a molehill."
However, at that moment, the middle-aged man suddenly saw several small black dots appear in the distant morning sun.
The middle-aged man frowned, "Is the sun sick? Why does it have pockmarks on its face?"
The man was startled and looked up at the rising sun over the sea.
But soon, the man's expression changed drastically. "Leader, this, this isn't pockmarks, these are helicopters!"
"Helicopters? Impossible. This is a no-fly zone, and why are there so many helicopters?"
The man looked again, then his eyes widened in shock. "Leader, this, this looks like missiles!"
"Nani?"
The middle-aged man looked utterly bewildered.
But before the middle-aged man could recover, the several missiles were already approaching, so close that even the middle-aged man's presbyopic eyes could see them clearly.
"Baka yarou!"
"Boom!"
As the curse was uttered, explosions erupted all around.
The two were thrown to the ground by a blast wave.
Fortunately, they were not inside the house, otherwise, the missiles would have sent them to hell on the spot.
"Leader, someone is attacking your mansion! Hurry!" the man shouted loudly.
The explosions had made both of them somewhat deafened.
The middle-aged man didn't bother about his wife and children in the villa and angrily cursed, "Baka yarou! If I find out who it is, I'll exterminate their entire family!"
After uttering the threat, the middle-aged man followed the man, intending to escape through a tunnel.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Just as the two were about to escape.
In front of them, large-caliber bullets struck the lawn.
In an instant, several large craters were blown open before them.
When they looked up again, several helicopters were circling overhead.
Then, two of the helicopters slowly descended.
As the cabin doors opened, a pair of long legs clad in black tight-fitting clothing emerged from the aircraft.
The middle-aged man's expression froze. He never expected that the attacker would be a woman.
Especially those long legs, which made people's minds wander.
However, as the middle-aged man clearly saw the beauty's face, his entire body instantly froze, his eyes wide with astonishment.
Even his legs were trembling, his face filled with fear.
"Who are you people? How dare you attack our leader's mansion! I think you're tired of living!" the man shouted angrily at the beauty.
And the middle-aged man on the side was completely stunned by this remark.
He desperately wanted to ask, with so many people surrounding them, where did this dog-like creature get the courage to yell at the other party?!
This was no different from courting death!
"Bang!"
As soon as the man finished speaking.
The beauty, holding a pistol, pulled the trigger, aiming at the man.
The man fell, a hole in his forehead.
The middle-aged man trembled all over, his legs went weak, and he almost fell to the ground.
"Queen, Your Majesty, why... why are you here?" the middle-aged man asked the beauty, his voice trembling, his expression extremely nervous.
He was also frantically thinking in his mind, trying to recall when he had provoked this killing god.
"Yamamoto, you won't blame me for killing your subordinate, will you?" the woman asked.
"No, no, no. He dared to talk back to Your Majesty, it was his own fault," Yamamoto Yaozu quickly waved his hands in response.
What a joke. His wife and children might have been blown to death, and he didn't dare to show the slightest hint of anger, let alone for a mere dog by his side.