Only Wei'a and the others remained beside Chen Mu.
"Don't you think this is slow?" Wei'a clearly found Chen Mu's approach inefficient.
Sang Hanshui wanted to move away from the two of them. He would be better off not hearing such a dangerous conversation. But Wei'a merely glanced at him, and the foot he had been about to move froze in place.
Chen Mu said helplessly, "I haven't thought of a better way yet. We don't even know where it's kept. Otherwise, we could consider stealing it or snatching it. We have no way to contact Taishu Yong right now, either, and I don't think Taishu Cheng knows about it."
He could tell that Taishu Cheng's standing in Taishu Yong's household was clearly low. Something as precious as the Golden-Spotted Soft Jelly Fungus would surely be kept under absolute secrecy.
Sang Hanshui hesitated beside him, then gritted his teeth and suggested, "Why don't we just kidnap Taishu Cheng? However low his standing, he's still Taishu Yong's son. Even if we can't get what you want out of Taishu Yong, getting a meeting with him shouldn't be a problem."
"Kidnap him..." Chen Mu considered Sang Hanshui's suggestion. In terms of feasibility, Sang Hanshui's plan was undoubtedly more efficient, but it could also make a terrible mess of things. Ancient lineages like the Taishu Family tended to prize their dignity, and they would see such an extreme act as a provocation.
Now that he had reached East Rui City and made contact with the Taishu Family, he ought to be more patient. It was best not to resort to such drastic measures unless he had absolutely no choice.
At that thought, he could not help lowering his head to look at the lush green flower on his wrist. It had shown no