Yuelai Inn

Zhou Mu stood at the door, looking up at the plaque. For some reason, he suddenly felt uneasy.

He vaguely remembered that he had been here when he was a child.

But at that time he was still very weak.

Similar to a little beggar.

Those who have no fixed abode cannot even guarantee the most basic food and clothing.

Dressed in rags, he was naturally not qualified to enter the prestigious Yuelai Inn.

He also has this self-awareness.

Then, one day, after he had been starving for several days and had not eaten or drunk anything, he saw the Yuelai Inn dumping out leftover food.

As a child, he mustered up the courage to ask for some leftovers, but the snobbish waiter humiliated him and then poured the leftovers into the dog's bowl right in front of him.

Not only that, the man arrogantly said that he would rather feed it to a dog than give it to you.

It can be said that Zhou Mu's already pitiful dignity was thrown to the ground and trampled on.

He vaguely remembered that the particularly fierce waiter was named Lin Quan, but he didn't know if that person was still around.

At least now that he has achieved success and fame, he should be able to vent his anger.

Upon arriving at the gate, the gatekeeper's office found it tightly shut.

The Yuelai Inn, which is usually sparsely populated, is always closed. Zhou Mu was used to it, but after knocking on the door a few times, there was no response, which made him frown.

Where are they?

He looked around.

"Didn't Zhang Tianjian say they were here? How come we haven't seen a single person?"

Having been turned away, he was about to leave when, in the instant he turned around, a figure appeared in front of him.

Zhou Mu stared intently at it.

It is Chen Tai'a.

Chen Tai'a looked at him with a smile, "You've made up your mind so quickly?"

Zhou Mu's smile vanished, and he said expressionlessly, "My answer remains the same, and I won't change it."

"Well done." Chen Tai'a still had a smile on his face, looking very friendly. "Even if the deal falls through, we can still be on good terms. Anyway, the ten-day deadline hasn't passed yet, so we can take our time."

"Since you're here, please come in and have a cup of tea with me. It's my way of showing hospitality."

After he finished speaking, without paying attention to Zhou Mu's expression, he waved his hand, and the latter immediately felt the world spinning. As the world in front of him went dark and then brightened again, Zhou Mu found himself in a deep room.

Clearly, this is Chen Tai'a's bedroom.

This ability truly shocked Zhou Mu, but he didn't find it strange at all.

Since he was already there, he could only make the best of it and sat down on a chair to the side, picking up his tea and drinking it.

The tea has a slightly sweet taste, leaving a lingering and delightful aftertaste.

Zhou Mu pondered this carefully. At this moment, Chen Tai'a spoke up, "The young master of the Divine Realm has taken a liking to Ye Mujiu."

While he was speaking, he kept observing Zhou Mu's expression. After he finished speaking, the latter's expression remained indifferent, and he immediately knew that Zhou Mu must have already learned about these things through other means.

So he didn't dwell on it any longer and continued, "I wonder if you've ever thought about this: Ye Mujiu's chronic illness is like a volcano that could explode at any moment. What you're doing now is just treating the symptoms, not the root cause."

At this point, he emphasized his words.

"Moreover, if a solution cannot be found, the condition will worsen, and when the volcano erupts, it will be a catastrophe that destroys the world."

"You understand what I mean."

Zhou Mu's expression finally changed.

His eyes were fixed on Chen Tai'a, and these few words almost revealed his deepest secret.

Chen Tai'a pressed his advantage, saying, "What you are doing now is just building a bridge on a volcano, and the volcano will erupt one day. At that time, all your efforts on the volcano will become an aid to destroying Ye Mujiu."

With each word Chen Tai'a spoke, Zhou Mu's face grew paler.

In fact, his desire to expand the fame of Wentian Tower and Black Ice Platform in a very short period of time was partly due to his bet with Chen Tai'a, but more importantly, he wanted to find a way to deal with the hidden power within Ye Mujiu.

"Hand her over to me."

"You should know that with the power contained in the Great Qin Domain, solving Ye Mujiu's intractable disease is not a problem. If it continues to be stubborn, then Ye Mujiu's days are numbered."

He seemed to be having some compassion. After a pause, seeing that Zhou Mu's expression had softened slightly, he continued, "If your love is about giving up her life, then I think that's not love, but selfishness, nothing more than satisfying your own desires."

These words were like steel needles, piercing Zhou Mu's already riddled heart. His face grew paler and paler, devoid of color, and the veins on his face were clearly visible.

He seemed to have all his strength drained away in an instant.

Listless.

He was somewhat dazed at that moment, staring blankly ahead.

He knew that he had been deceiving himself all along, just wanting to keep Ye Mujiu by his side.

Selfish.

hypocritical.

These things might ultimately cost Xiao Jiu her life.

As if thinking of something, Zhou Mu took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and cleared his eyes of any extraneous emotions. When he opened his eyes again, he had regained his usual clarity.

He looked at Chen Tai'a, grinned, his face pale and somewhat sickly, "If... I let Xiao Jiu leave with you, how confident are you in curing her?"

Seeing that Zhou Mu had finally backed down, Chen Tai'a, who had his back to Zhou Mu, revealed a smile.

His psychological offensive, which appealed to both emotion and reason, was completely effective. Zhou Mu, who had been worried about Ye Mujiu's injuries, finally broke down and made concessions.

Then the initiative will be entirely in his hands.

When he turned around, his expression had returned to normal. He looked at Zhou Mu and said in a deliberately deep tone, "Not even five layers."

"Not even five stories high?" Upon hearing this, Zhou Mu stood up abruptly and said aggressively, "Then what are we even talking about? You're practically playing with Xiao Jiu's life."

Chen Tai'a shook his head, pointed at Zhou Mu, and said with a solemn expression, "It's not me who's playing with Ye Mujiu's life, it's you."

“If you had let Ye Mujiu leave with me when I suggested taking her away, the success rate of the cure would have been 100%, and it’s very likely that she would have been cured by now. But because of your selfishness, it has been delayed until now. Every day that is delayed, Ye Mujiu’s condition will worsen.”

"The reason I gave you ten days is because ten days later is when Ye Mujiu's symptoms will manifest."