Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
During that time, Chen Mo had toured almost every part of Kaiste City.
The vastly different local customs, unusual cuisine, strange traditions... all of it gradually calmed his heart, even improving the efficiency of his comprehension of Martial Will.
People were just like that—the more they wanted to accomplish something, the less likely they were to achieve it.
Yet once they relaxed and stopped overthinking, things would naturally fall into place.
Chen Mo had discovered that something as elusive as Martial Will truly could not be forced.
"Take it slow."
With a sigh, Chen Mo did not return to the inn as usual. Instead, he flew straight into the Kaiste Family's castle complex.
The moment he arrived, he was spotted and respectfully led into the main hall.
Three days later, he saw Gallup again.
Compared to before, Gallup's aura was clearly far more restrained now. He was no longer as domineering and imposing.
He looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, gentle and amiable, not at all like the lord of a city.
All that could be said was that this fellow needed to be put in his place.
Showing one's strength was extremely important.
"Here are the things you wanted." Gallup did his best to make his tone sound friendly.
Yet inwardly, he felt utterly stifled.
There were only so many super cities on the entire Wage Continent.
There were fewer than ten Legendary martial artists.
Without a doubt, he was one of that tiny handful of supreme experts standing at the very peak of the continent.
Yet he had been beaten into such a miserable state by an outsider like Chen Mo.
So infuriating!
The crucial part was that he could not beat Chen Mo, so he could only meet