Che Yun didn't know much. Using indirect probing, Mo Qiong had managed to find out at most seventy percent of what she knew.
Judging from the current situation, as long as he didn't reveal anything unusual, there shouldn't be a problem.
As for the fortune he had made, he could spend it normally, because the money had come from selling the treasure he had received as his share on Zhang He's ship.
Although Zhang He, Xiao Kun, and the others had pulled plenty of tricks in their respective territories, it didn't matter.
Zhang He had even become famous throughout the yachting world because of it, while Xiao Kun had publicly authenticated and auctioned everything.
Mo Qiong had merely taken a share of the profits.
"Spending every day with danger, doing everything possible to minimize the impact of anomalous objects on ordinary society... Is this the kind of work Che Yun yearns for?"
"To achieve that goal, she's even grown tired of the life I once longed for."
The life Mo Qiong had always yearned for was something Che Yun had achieved long ago. She was living that kind of life now, yet she had always wanted to break free from it.
What left Mo Qiong even more bewildered was that he approved of Che Yun's choice.
He had earned thirty million without feeling the slightest sense of accomplishment. Perhaps making money had once been a goal worth striving for, but after gaining his abilities, he suddenly felt... it was nothing special.
Could this really be called striving?
Che Yun was the one truly striving. At the very least, she had a goal and had been working desperately to achieve it. Even if that goal was merely becoming a full-time employee, she didn't even know whether the life afterward would truly