Yuan Ruoshan arrived at Gourd Valley three days after receiving Chen Mo's call.
Under Li Jishen in West City, she managed logistics and occasionally took on nearby assignments, though they were basically all logistical matters. As for other work, there was no need for her to contribute.
After all, she was someone with an injury and illness, making it inconvenient for her to do other things.
Chen Mo had not said much over the phone. He had merely asked her to come over because he had something to tell her. If he simply healed Yuan Ruoshan and regrew her disabled arm, it would undoubtedly make many people jealous.
However, he now had some strength and could ensure that no one would covet him while also protecting his normal life.
A pill like the White Jade Pill was practically heaven-defying. The ability to regrow severed limbs was little more than a legend in the Martial Arts World.
So, Yuan Ruoshan arranged the work at hand before leisurely making her way to Chen Mo's place.
This time, the two sat on the second floor balcony in the valley behind Gourd Valley's Back Mountain. They leisurely ate, drank the medicinal wine Chen Mo had prepared, and thoroughly enjoyed themselves.
Ever since returning from abroad, Chen Mo had sensed that although Yuan Ruoshan smiled and laughed every day, a kind of helplessness and gloom hid beneath that cheerful expression.
It seemed that her physical disability still affected her life considerably. Even a woman who had once been so valiant and dashing—someone Chen Mo had called a female tyrannosaur—could become sentimental and melancholy. That alone showed how helpless and regretful she felt about her current condition.
Once they had eaten their fill, they set the dishes and wine aside, took out the tea, and began