The two watched Chen Mo's car speed away in a trail of dust. He Xi said indignantly, "Grandfather, look at him. You asked him to handle something, and he treated you like that, showing you no respect at all. It's infuriating!"
"Xi Xi, you're still too impulsive. In the future, don't act like that in front of Chen Mo. Otherwise, you'd better hurry home." He Shoucheng loved his granddaughter, but sometimes he felt she had been spoiled too much and might ruin things.
What kind of person was He Shoucheng? The moment he saw Chen Mo's expression, he knew Chen Mo had not lied to him. He truly had something to do, and it was probably urgent. Otherwise, after he and his granddaughter stopped the car, Chen Mo would not have looked so uneasy.
Originally, He Shoucheng had wanted to explain the matter in a few words and leave Chen Mo to decide how to deal with it. But since Chen Mo did not have time, He Shoucheng could not say much. Everything could wait until Chen Mo was free.
Although He Shoucheng had already left the political circles of Qinling Province, not only was his son still involved, but many of his former students and old associates were as well. He was not entirely clear on Chen Mo's background, but he had still heard some related information.
He might not have known about Chen Mo's identity as a Martial Artist, but he could say a thing or two about Chen Mo's methods and connections.
The people from the Kyoto Li Family who had come last time had turned Qinling Province's political circles upside down. Everyone had to do as they said, and their ultimate target had been Chen Mo's Gourd Valley.
Why had the Kyoto Li Family set its