The Enforcer's Difficulties

The wound was slowly repairing itself. It would heal in a few days, and the bruising would fade as well.

Unable to see his own Dantian, Chen Mo felt somewhat disappointed.

If he could look within himself and see his meridians and acupoints, he might be able to repair his Dantian by directing his Inner Breath.

At the thought of Inner Breath, Chen Mo's eyes suddenly lit up.

He still couldn't look within himself, but he could reveal his meridians by directing his Inner Breath!

Yet when he tried to move his Inner Breath, he found that he couldn't do it in his current state.

At the Martial Disciple stage, one tempered the muscles and bones to produce Qi Sensation. Qi Sensation was not yet Inner Breath, because it arose while practicing Stance Training and could not be controlled.

Assuming a particular stance caused the Qi Sensation to travel along a particular route.

Only once Stance Training reached major accomplishment could one barely direct the Qi Sensation. Once Stance Training was perfected, one could guide the Qi Sensation through a Circulation Cycle—only then could it be considered Inner Breath.

Chen Mo had sensed Qi Sensation when he broke through to Fifth-grade Martial Disciple, but it was of no use now.

His wound had yet to heal, so Chen Mo could only abandon the attempt and withdraw from his inner vision.

Chen Mo could only train his Spiritual Power.

Releasing his Spiritual Perception, Chen Mo immediately sensed the passage of time:

"One, two, three... thirteen, fourteen."

When he reached fifteen seconds, a piercing pain erupted in his mind, as though his brain were about to split apart, yet Chen Mo persisted.

He watched the log on the System Panel. Three more seconds passed before a message finally drifted across it:

"Through Spiritual Power training, Spiritual Power +0.1."

His Spiritual Power on the System Panel changed to 99.3.

Only then did Chen Mo withdraw his Spiritual Perception. As his mind relaxed, the pain eased considerably.

Eighteen seconds!

Three seconds longer than before!

Chen Mo suddenly noticed something: looking within himself had not consumed any Spiritual Power.

To verify it, he endured the pain and looked within himself.

Sure enough, after looking within, the pain did not worsen. But the scene before him was extremely blurry. Clearly, his Spiritual Power had been depleted, and he needed rest to recover.

Chen Mo withdrew from his inner vision and fell into a deep sleep a few seconds later.

He had no idea how long had passed when Chen Mo suddenly felt someone shaking him and heard his father's voice.

"Little Mo, wake up!"

Chen Mo opened his eyes and saw his father looking at him.

"Dad, what is it?"

"Little Mo, the Enforcers are here to ask about the attack. I'll help you sit up."

Just as Chen Mingyuan bent down to help Chen Mo, a cold voice spoke.

"No need. We only have a few questions. Don't make trouble and waste our time."

Chen Mingyuan's body stiffened slightly. He could only let go, step back a little, and look at the Enforcers. Bending slightly at the waist, he spoke with a hint of ingratiation, "Comrades Enforcers, ask whatever you need. We'll cooperate fully."

"If we didn't ask you, don't interrupt. Stand aside." Another indifferent voice sounded.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Chen Mingyuan hurriedly moved aside, giving up his place to the two Enforcers.

Only then did Chen Mo clearly see the two Enforcers. One had a mature face, while the other still looked somewhat youthful. Both wore indifferent expressions, their eyes filled with impatience, as if someone owed them millions.

Chen Mo was deeply dissatisfied with the Enforcers' attitude. He frowned at them.

I'm the victim. Why are they acting as if they're interrogating a criminal?

Chen Mo found it utterly baffling.

Suddenly, Chen Mo's body went rigid. His hairs stood on end, his heart pounded violently, and his fists clenched tight. He sensed an aura of danger.

Could these two be trying to harm me?

Before he could think further, the older Enforcer spoke.

"You're Chen Mo?"

"Yes!"

Chen Mo spat out the single word, displeasure stirring within him as alarm bells blared in his heart.

He felt as though he had been locked onto, with no escape possible. But because his Spiritual Power was strong, he did not lose control of his bladder or bowels.

"What kind of attitude is that? We came all this way to investigate for you, and you dare refuse to cooperate!"

Seeing Chen Mo frown, the younger Enforcer suddenly lashed out. "You'd better cooperate properly!"

The older Enforcer did not stop him, merely watching Chen Mo with an indifferent expression.

Hearing the younger Enforcer's displeased tone, Chen Mingyuan's heart skipped a beat. Afraid of offending the two Enforcers, he hurriedly stepped forward to apologize:

"Sorry, Enforcer. My son is injured, so he's not in a very good mood. I..."

"Shut up! It's not your turn to speak yet! Get to the side!"

The younger Enforcer stepped forward and shoved Chen Mingyuan.

Chen Mingyuan immediately staggered back and fell onto the hospital bed.

"Dad!"

Seeing his father get shoved, Chen Mo struggled to rise, but the older Enforcer pressed down on his shoulder. It felt as though a massive boulder were weighing on him, leaving him unable to move.

"Little Mo!" Seeing her son being pinned down, Chen Mingyuan cried out in worry.

"Shut up. Don't move!" The younger Enforcer pressed Chen Mingyuan down as well.

Having heard the Enforcer's warning, Chen Mingyuan did not dare say another word.

"What exactly do you want? You asked us to cooperate with your investigation, so why are you using force?"

Chen Mo immediately questioned him. At the same time, he sensed a warm current entering through his shoulder, swiftly flowing through his body before vanishing.

Being targeted for no reason left him utterly stifled and wronged.

I didn't offend you, so why are you enforcing the law so brutally? I'm clearly the victim here!

The situation was not in his favor, so Chen Mo did not dare curse them, afraid of provoking them.

"We're just ordinary people, Enforcers. Ask whatever you need to ask—we'll cooperate with everything."

Chen Mingyuan forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and said ingratiatingly, "My son is young and doesn't know better. I apologize on his behalf. I'm sorry. Little Mo, hurry up and apologize. Whatever the Enforcers want to do, we'll cooperate."

The two Enforcers did not answer either of them. The older Enforcer released his grip and directly unleashed a Martial Artist's Momentum.

Chen Mo and Chen Mingyuan felt immense pressure bear down on them. Chen Mo, facing the Enforcer's Momentum head-on, felt even greater pressure. He felt as though he were being watched by a Fierce Beast, one that could take his life at any moment.

"I ask, you answer!"

The icy voice was like a bone-piercing cold wind, stabbing at Chen Mo's eardrums.

"Yes!" Under the pressure of someone above him, Chen Mo answered with difficulty.

Though he felt unbearably wronged, Chen Mo did not dare vent the anger in his heart, because the person before him was a Martial Artist.

A Fifth-grade Martial Disciple simply could not withstand a Martial Artist's Momentum. Chen Mo's body began to tremble.

The older Enforcer slightly withdrew his Momentum and asked directly:

"Name!"

"Chen Mo!"

"Gender!"

"Male!"

"..."

The older Enforcer asked one question, and Chen Mo answered one. Chen Mingyuan sat to the side, not daring to say a word.

The younger Enforcer recorded everything beside them.

A few minutes later, the matter had been clarified.

But the older Enforcer once again released his Momentum and abruptly asked:

"Your Dantian has been shattered. Why aren't you sad? Answer me honestly. Leniency for confession—are you hiding something else?"

As he spoke, his aura locked onto Chen Mo, as though he would strike the instant Chen Mo lied.

Chen Mo felt as though he were facing a formidable enemy. His hair stood on end, goosebumps rose across his skin, and his entire body trembled.

He was not afraid. Instead, he was filled with boundless fury!

Answer my ass! You're still using a Martial Artist's Momentum to crush me even now. Fuck you—when I get the chance, I'll definitely get my revenge. Whether I'm sad or not is none of your damn business.

Instead of wasting your time on this, why don't you investigate the murderer! Fuck your mother!

Chen Mo cursed inwardly. Having lived two lives, coupled with his exceptionally high Spiritual Power, he did not reveal his dissatisfaction.

But before a Martial Artist, he could only swallow his humiliation. If he were a Martial Artist too, he definitely would not endure this.

"I... am not... hiding... anything."

Chen Mo answered in broken fragments. Crushed beneath the Martial Artist's Momentum, he barely had the strength to speak. Beads of sweat as large as beans rolled down from his forehead, soaking his hairline.

He no longer even had the strength to wipe away his sweat.

At the same time, his entire body was drenched, his hospital gown clinging tightly to his skin.

"Hmph! I figured you wouldn't dare!"

Seeing that it was about enough, the older Enforcer withdrew his Momentum. Chen Mo's tightly tensed body suddenly relaxed, and exhaustion surged over him, instantly making his head feel heavy and muddled.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and rest, he heard the older Enforcer's cold voice again, jolting him a little more awake:

"Based on your account, your case will be classified as an accident. Sign here."

"Yes!"

Chen Mo no longer had any strength left. He could not even hold a pen steady, so he had no choice but to let his father, Chen Mingyuan, sign on his behalf before pressing his fingerprint.

"Don't call the police so casually in the future. Matters without evidence waste police resources!"

After issuing the warning, the two Enforcers left the hospital room without looking back.