Chen Mo actually knew that no matter how polite he was, their relationship could never return to what it had been. One's mind determined one's place, and strength worked much the same way. Once someone reached a certain height, everyone naturally became cautious around them. That was the result of a changed status.
After exchanging a few more polite words, Chen Mo finally explained why he had come.
"This is mainly because I accepted a mission and will need to leave for a while. But things at home may require more of Director Li's attention," Chen Mo said.
"Alright! That won't be a problem. Director Ning called me about this some time ago, so don't worry. I'll arrange for people to go over," Li Jishen said.
Yet he felt somewhat conflicted inside. Chen Mo should have fallen under Qinling Province's jurisdiction, meaning West City should have been responsible for him. But Shangshi had acted quickly, and back when Yuan Ruoshan had come to West City to test Chen Mo, he had neither stopped her nor cared much about it. Now they had missed out on such a major asset. It was truly regrettable.
Chen Mo took a small jade bottle from his pocket. He had specially made it from assorted jade, about the size of a child's palm. It was meant for storing ordinary pills. Only important or precious pills were stored in bottles made from high-quality jade.
"Director Li, there are ten healing pills in here. They are very useful for Houtian Martial Artists, especially against hidden injuries or pain caused during past cultivation. They work quite well," Chen Mo said after handing the bottle to Li Jishen. "Consider these pills payment for your trouble."
If you wanted a horse to run fast, you had to feed it well.