Are You Satisfied?

Chen Ping'an returned home early after getting off duty and enjoyed a hearty meal with Chen Er'ya.

Dinner had been prepared by the servant woman in charge. It tasted good and was exceedingly lavish.

With Chen Ping'an's current income, affording a sumptuous meal was no trouble at all.

Only sufficient nourishment could support his martial arts cultivation.

As usual, the siblings chatted for a while before Chen Ping'an began practicing the Golden Bell Shield.

The Golden Bell Shield cultivated both inside and out. Each session required Chen Ping'an's full concentration and complete focus.

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+1.

+1.

During his cultivation, one by one, strands of Cultivation Experience continuously flashed through his mind.

At last, once he reached a certain point, Chen Ping'an slowly withdrew his power.

After practicing the Golden Bell Shield, he did not head inside as he usually did. Instead, he changed into a fitted black outfit and went straight out.

He had already informed Chen Er'ya when he called her to eat, so there was no need to notify her again.

Flower Plucking Thief, Zuo Wumei!

A sharp glint flashed through Chen Ping'an's eyes.

As long as Zuo Wumei remained alive, he would be a hidden danger. The enemy was in the shadows, while Chen Ping'an stood in the open.

Chen Ping'an greatly disliked that feeling.

Tonight, he would go out and wait by the tree stump for a hare.

It would be fine if Zuo Wumei did not come. But if he did, then heh heh.

If Chen Ping'an's guess was right, there was an eight- or nine-in-ten chance that Zuo Wumei would appear again tonight.

There were two possibilities. One was that he would visit Tian Fulang's home again. The other was that he would come here, to Chen Ping'an's house.

During the day,