In the end, Yu Xin still went along to Yu Rong's place.
There was no helping it. After all, she was Yu Rong's most beloved daughter, while Uncle Liu was merely the City Lord's Mansion's steward.
Even if she called him uncle, he had no authority to refuse Yu Xin.
He could only let her have her way.
Along the way, Yu Xin's mouth never stopped, firing off all manner of curious questions.
Chen Mo automatically filtered every one of them out and paid them no heed.
They were not people of the same world.
Reaching the Grandmaster Realm at sixteen, Yu Xin's talent was fairly good, but compared to Chen Mo, it was somewhat lacking.
Of course, if they were compared at the same age, he truly was inferior to Yu Xin.
After all, Chen Mo had only begun cultivating at sixteen.
Putting such thoughts aside, Chen Mo followed Uncle Liu all the way into the core area of the City Lord's Mansion, where he met the City Lord, Yu Rong, dressed in splendid robes.
"Elder Chen, I have long admired your name!" Yu Rong greeted him with a smile.
His gaze swiftly swept over his daughter Yu Xin, but no obvious expression showed on his face.
At a glance, one could tell he was a man in a high position, with neither joy nor anger showing on his face.
To be honest, Chen Mo was not particularly willing to deal with such people. One could never know which of their words were true and which were false; they were far too difficult to fathom.
He still preferred dealing with simpler people.
"May I ask why the City Lord summoned me here?" Chen Mo was as direct as ever.
He plainly did not wish to waste time here.
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