In this troubled world, I can optimize everything

After breakfast, Chen Fugui took Chen Heng on the newly purchased troika.

"Son, why do I feel that something is different about you?"

In fact, Chen Fugui wanted to ask just now when he was having breakfast.

My son obviously looks the same as usual, but he always feels that there is something different.

It's that indescribable feeling.

"No, Dad, are you still awake?" Chen Heng stopped the Nine-turn Immortality Skill and looked at Chen Fugui with a strange expression on his face.

"Maybe..." Chen Fugui nodded and turned his attention away from Chen Heng.

The Mu family and the Chen family are both in the center of Qiyang City, only two streets apart.

The two of them soon arrived at the door of Mu's house.

"Son, I know you martial arts practitioners have bad tempers, but once you get in, don't pick up a knife if you don't agree with me."

Chen Fugui glanced at the long knife behind Chen Heng with some worry.

I always feel that the knife is so strong despite being separated by a layer of cloth?

"I know." Chen Heng agreed. His father still wanted to give him some face.

"Master Chen and Young Master Chen, right?" The servant at the door came up to him with a smile on his face.

"Our master has been waiting for you for a long time. Please come in."

There was no scene where Chen Heng imagined that the servant would bully someone and then slap him in the face.

"What a pity." Chen Heng's face was full of regret. This was a classic scene after time travel. This servant was not as contemptuous as a dog.

"What did you say?" The servant heard Chen Heng mutter something in a low voice and ran over quickly to ask.

"It's okay. Just lead your way." Chen Heng shook his head and sighed.

Everything seemed to be going well. Under the leadership of Jia Ding, Chen Heng and his son came to the main hall.

An old man with white hair and beard was sitting on the main seat sipping tea.

Seeing Chen Heng and his son arriving, the old man put down his tea and stared at Chen Heng.

"The young man looks really good."

"Fat Chen, is this young man really your son?"

"Old man Mu, if you can speak, just speak. If you can't, just shut up." Chen Fugui rolled his eyes and sat down casually.

"If he's not my son, can he be your son?"

"Son, just call him Old Man Mu."

Chen Heng stood next to Chen Fugui and bowed to the head of the Mu family who was sitting on the throne.

"I've met Master Mu."

"Okay, okay, the young man is very polite." Old Man Mu laughed and turned to look at Chen Fugui.

"It's not like you, a fat man, have no respect for the elderly at all."

With that said, Old Man Mu stretched out his hand and called the two maids over.

"Go and call the second lady over."

"How can we do this if we don't know such a good young talent?"

"By the way, what are you doing here today, you damn fat guy?" Old Man Mu and Chen Fugui chatted for a while before getting down to business.

"You should know this too, right?" Chen Fugui took a sip of the tea in his cup and sighed.

"What happened in Fulai County?" Old Man Mu also frowned.

"Yeah, if it weren't for my son, maybe you wouldn't be able to see me." Chen Fugui glanced at Chen Heng.

Chen Heng, on the other hand, was listening to the two talking nonsense while running the Nine-turn Immortality Kung Fu.

This Nine-turn Immortality Kung Fu is much more enjoyable to practice than other martial arts.

Chen Heng could even feel that the internal energy in his body was increasing little by little.

Although it's very slow.

"So, you came to me just to make a comeback in Qiyang City?" Old Man Mu raised his eyebrows and dismissed all the servants in the main hall.

"Yes, help me, and you will benefit from it in the future." Chen Fugui knew that if he wanted Old Man Mu to help, there would be benefits.

No matter how good the relationship between the two is, this is a business matter.

Brothers have to settle accounts openly, let alone friends like them.

"It's all easy to say..." Old Man Mu pondered for a moment.

"But it will be difficult for you to expand your business in Qiyang City."

"Five Spirit Gang?" Chen Fugui's brain is still very good, and he figured out the joints after thinking for a while.

"Yes, in the entire Qiyang City, all big businesses must obtain the approval of the Wuling Gang."

"And they will also be given 20% of the net profit."

"It will also cost a lot of money in the early stage..."

Old Man Mu began to calculate the amount of silver it would cost to contact the Wuling Gang.

Chen Fugui glanced at Chen Heng with an embarrassed face.

"Old man Mu, don't forget it." Chen Fugui smiled bitterly.

"What, don't tell me that you can't even come up with this little money?" Old Man Mu asked in surprise.

"That's not true. You can still get a few thousand taels of silver." Chen Fugui waved his hand.

"It's just that we have offended the White Tiger Hall."

"You just came to Qiyang City, why did you offend Baihutang?" Old Man Mu looked strange and a little confused.

"That's what happened..."

Chen Fugui told the story from beginning to end about the second master of Baihu Hall coveting Jingfan.

"Then my son saw it and chopped the second master of Baihu Hall to death with one knife."

"..." Old Man Mu looked Chen Heng up and down again.

"You can't tell, this young man is quite irritable..."

"Do you think he can kill the second master of Baihu Hall?" A crisp and slightly childish voice came from the door of the main hall.

Chen Heng turned around and saw a little girl of thirteen or fourteen standing menacingly at the door and glaring at Chen Heng.

"When did I provoke her?" Chen Heng looked at the girl who was so hostile for some reason and had question marks on her head.

"Qiu'er must not be rude!" Mu Wanqing ran a few steps and covered Mu Qiuqiu's mouth.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, Qiu'er is young and doesn't understand etiquette."

"It's okay, I won't argue with children." Chen Heng looked at Mu Qiuqiu carefully.

Yeah, flat front and back, standard airport.

"You are a child!" Mu Qiuqiu was furious when she heard Chen Heng say that she was a child.

"I am an externally powerful warrior. How can you, a thin scholar, kill the Second Master of the White Tiger Hall?"

"That's a powerful person. He won't even need a second punch to kill you!"

"Aren't we going to give you some advice?" Chen Fugui leaned into Old Man Mu's ear and whispered.

"My son doesn't have a very good temper."

"What's the advice? It's good for young people to play around." Old Mu looked at Mu Qiuqiu with a smile.

"Besides, my little girl has such a personality, it would be a good thing if someone can give her a blow."

"Okay, let's just watch the fun." Chen Fugui didn't say anything when he saw old man Mu and continued to drink tea and eat melon.

"Why, don't I look like a powerful warrior?" Chen Heng stood up and walked to Mu Qiuqiu.

"Qiu'er, apologize quickly!" Mu Wanqing knew Chen Heng's strength and urged him quickly.

Even the monks from the Ghost Corpse Temple were no match for him. If he made him angry, the entire Mu family would not be able to survive!

Of course, these are all Mu Wanqing's stereotypes.

Chen Heng is definitely not the kind of pervert who kills people at the slightest disagreement.

Probably not...

"I don't apologize!" Mu Qiuqiu snorted, crossing his arms and staring at Chen Heng.

"The little thing is quite impressive." Chen Heng chuckled and took off the black evil knife on his back.

"Come on, let's practice?"

"Practice, practice! Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Mu Qiuqiu, not to be outdone, pulled out the sword from his waist and pointed it at Chen Heng.