Chen Mo could not care what kind of thoughts the other person had at the moment. He brought the male named Chen Yufei to a secluded woods outside the Prefecture City, successfully meeting his anxiously waiting wife and child.
A family of three inevitably had to share a moment of affection.
Yet Chen Yufei obviously knew that now was not the time for such heartwarming programs, instantly turning his head and looking over:
"You came for it as well, didn't you?"
"???"
Although he had no idea what the other person meant by saying this or what it was, Chen Mo still nodded:
"According to our previous agreement, give it to me."
"Good, at least you are willing to let us go, whereas those fellows only wanted to silence us."
As he spoke, Chen Yufei solemnly drew a tightly wrapped roll of silk scroll straight from his bosom:
"You should be quite curious as to why my mental fluctuations could not be probed... The answer is right here. Aside from the God Concealment Art, there are nine more, all of which are top-tier cultivation techniques."
"Ten top-tier cultivation techniques, you are willing to just hand them over to me?" Chen Mo asked curiously.
A trace of complex emotion surfaced in the other person's gaze. After casting a glance at the wife and child behind him who wore the expression of having narrowly escaped death, he said earnestly:
"Some things are not something I can hold onto. This Xuantian Precious Record will be given to you."
Raising a hand to toss the silk scroll over, Chen Mo did not catch it with his hand. Instead, he applied mental power to cover the silk scroll, making it float right in front of him.
He put on gloves, then retrieved a piece of