Li Mu entered the chairman's office of the Li Group and smelled a faint medicinal fragrance. He then sniffed, confirming that the office indeed smelled of medicine. Activating his divine sense, he further confirmed that the fragrance was coming from the tall cabinet behind the desk.

Cheng followed Li Mu in, only to find that the guy inexplicably standing still in the middle of the office. Then, he sat down in the chair behind the executive desk, with his back to Cheng.

Cheng thought to himself, "What's going on? Am I being ignored? Forget about offering tea or a seat, they're even turning their backs on me. So what if I showed up uninvited? Are they going to lay their cards on the table? Not even a proper polite greeting? If this continues, I'm probably going to get morbidly embarrassed."

Li Mu certainly wasn't intentionally ignoring Cheng Yishi. If Cheng Yishi felt ignored, so be it. He wasn't going to be polite to someone who coveted his company. He was currently facing a problem: inside the tall cabinet was a large safe containing a ginseng root that was quite old. There was no combination lock, no key—how was he going to get it?

Feeling utterly embarrassed, Cheng Yi walked towards the executive desk, deliberately making loud footsteps. But the desk, which was pointed directly at the back of his head, didn't even move. How awkward! On a sudden impulse, he raised his hand and slammed it down on the desk, "Bang!!!" and then shouted:

"Hey! Young Master Mu, have you studied kung fu? Your hands are so strong. How about we have a spar?"

When things get awkward, you have to break the ice. Li Mu, you're going to ignore me, right? Well then, I'm going to try and talk to you. If you still don't respond, then we'll both be in an awkward situation.

The effect was good; Li Mu finally turned around.

"You want to spar with me? Too bad you're no match for me! Wait a minute..."

When Li Mu heard that Cheng Yishi wanted to spar with him, he turned around and scanned the guy with his divine sense. He thought Cheng Yishi had some special skills, but there was nothing special about him. He was just a guy who knew a little bit of kung fu but was arrogant. In terms of martial arts, he hadn't even entered the door. Just as he was about to withdraw his divine sense, he saw a small hidden compartment under the table, and inside the compartment was a key.

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"Uh... Li Mu, you're being a bit too arrogant! Even if you've studied martial arts for a few years, you can't just look down on others. Hey... Li Mu, what are you doing?"

Cheng thought to himself, "Don't all young people dream of being heroes? I just wanted to find a topic to talk about, I didn't intend to challenge anyone. But how can you be so arrogant, daring to say I'm no match for you? Does having a strong hand make you invincible?" He watched as Li Mu took a key from the drawer, turned around, and then turned his back to him.

Cheng was speechless for a moment. He'd just gotten the conversation going when he was faced with another blank stare. Then he saw Li Mu fiddling with the safe, trying many times without success, and teased, "Haha! Young Master Mu, you've forgotten the password!"

Li Mu was too lazy to deal with Cheng Yishi, who was being overly familiar. The safe key was correct, but the combination was wrong. He had just entered all the birthdays of the three family members from memory, and even combining their birthdays together didn't work. He thought he would try entering the password one last time, and if that didn't work, he would have to force it open.

"Password correct, please open the safe. Have a nice day!" Finally, the safe opened by arranging the three people's birth years.

Li Mu happily took out a foot-long wooden box from the safe. Opening it, he confirmed it was an old ginseng root, unearthed at least five years ago. Its condition was relatively well-preserved, but its medicinal properties had diminished considerably. If this were a thirty-year-old ginseng, its medicinal value would be estimated to be no more than fifteen years. The lack of a jade box for preservation caused its medicinal properties to deteriorate too quickly, which was precisely why Li Mu could locate the ginseng by its scent.

For someone whose cultivation has made no progress, this ginseng has come at just the right time. Ginseng is a wonderful thing; it's a rare medicinal herb in both the world of cultivation and the world of martial arts, only the requirements are higher depending on the cultivation level.

"Hehe! I thought it was some kind of treasure, all that mystification. It's just a ginseng root the size of a finger. What a waste of your time fiddling with it."

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Li Mu was pondering whether to use the ginseng to make a medicinal liquid or pills when he was met with disdain and ridicule from Cheng Yishi behind his back.

“You’ve seen something this good? You talk like you own it.” Li Muxin said, “I don’t even want to talk to you, but you keep nagging.” So she directly confronted him.

"My family doesn't have any? You're saying my Cheng family in Xishan doesn't have any? Li Mu, you're underestimating my Cheng family too much. I have at least ten or eight of these little things at home, if not a lot. And even if it's something better, my Cheng family isn't without it."

The prestigious Cheng family of Xishan was actually looked down upon by this arrogant fool. As a direct descendant of the Cheng family, how could he tolerate this?

Li Mu: "Hey you, Lao Cheng, you've really blown your own horn. Ten or eight? Let me see them now."

Cheng Yishi: "Uh... I don't have one. Who carries around something like that for no reason?"

Li Mu: "You don't have it, so what are you talking about? It's like you're bragging for free."

Cheng Yishi: "Hey! I have such a bad temper! You don't believe me? I'll take you to my storeroom another day, there really is one, brother. Li Mu, you should know, my Cheng family of Xishan is a martial arts family with a lineage, not like your Li family... oh, not like any other family."

Li Mu: "You? A family of martial arts experts? You probably haven't even scratched the surface of martial arts!"

Cheng Yishi: "Ah--hey! Li Mu, you, you underestimate me too much! You'll get beaten up if you talk like that, you know? Come on, how about we have a spar?"

"Practice? Forget it! I have other things to do, I have to go now." Li Mu said and was about to leave. He was really looking forward to this ginseng. Whether he could break through to the fourth level of Qi Refining depended on it.

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After hearing Li Mu's words, Cheng Yi was on the verge of exploding. This guy was just trying to vent his anger and then leave; if he couldn't win, he'd run away. So Cheng Yi was convinced that this guy was just a smooth talker, trying to show off in front of him and then trying to walk away.

Damn it, wherever I go, I'm fawned over and treated like royalty. But why am I so disliked by you, you little brat? You ignore me because I was the one who was presumptuous first, I accept that.

I've been practicing martial arts for over twenty years, longer than you are, and you actually say I'm not good enough to spar with you? That's like a toad yawning, incredibly arrogant; like a pig's piss hitting your face—it doesn't hurt, but it infuriates you. There's no first in literature, but there's a second in martial arts. I said I'd fight you no matter what, and I'm going to fight you someday.

"Li Mu, stop talking nonsense. Let's find a place and have a match."