"Every peck and sip has its cause; right and wrong, success and failure all have their destined outcome!" Zhao Zhixin said softly with his eyes closed.
After hearing that, Cang Zhihui fell silent as well. What had happened today did feel rather coincidental. However, he still had not asked Chen Mo what had happened to the Li Family.
Originally, he had thought that with Chen Mo's Houtian Layer Ten strength, picking a fight with the Li Family was simply courting death. Youngsters going through their rebellious phase often had rocks for brains. Cang Zhihui understood that quite well.
There were many young Martial Artists like that in the Special Affairs Administration. They would get hotheaded at the drop of a hat, stir up trouble, and wait for him to clean up after them.
But after seeing Chen Mo, that thought vanished. What a joke—he had defeated an established Xiantian Master from the Administration without suffering any real injuries. That was no small feat.
With such ability, causing trouble for the Li Family naturally would not be a problem. Even if the Li Family's Xiantian Master made a move, Chen Mo could still escape safely.
So, he would have to ask Chen Mo later what the Li Family's current situation was.
Cang Zhihui actually loathed Aristocratic Families like the Li Family, which stood above the Special Affairs Administration.
On one side, the Special Affairs Administration's young members risked their lives on the front lines. On the other, these Aristocratic Families plotted within the country without contributing anything to it. Families like that should never have existed, much less been allowed to continue.
Different positions naturally led to different considerations.
Once they arrived at the Special Affairs Administration, Cang Zhihui brought Chen Mo to a lounge and asked about what concerned him.