"Mr. Chen, you are welcome to come in."

Ning Zhuo brought Chen Cha into the house, asked him to sit down, and made tea for him.

Ning Zhuo got to the point: "Mr. Chen, what is the matter with you coming here?"

Old Chen moved his lips, but still couldn't muster up enough courage, so he could only say, "There is good news."

Chen Lao briefly introduced: Chi Dun pursued, and the black shadow demon cultivator fled into the fire persimmon forest. The fire persimmon forest's many formations were all activated, temporarily blocking it. In order to minimize the losses, the city lord planned to manufacture a large number of mechanical fire monkeys to replace manual picking of fire persimmons.

"This is an enormous fortune, my friend Ning Zhuo, you are so lucky!" Chen Cha said this with emotion.

"It's just..." Chen Cha felt as if his tongue was pressed by a huge rock, and it was difficult to utter a single word.

Ning Zhuo observed his expression and took the initiative to say, "Mr. Chen, do you have anything else that is difficult to say? Go ahead, my mechanical monkey can reach the heavens only because of your recommendation. I can help you without hesitation!"

When Chen Cha heard Ning Zhuo's understanding of him, he felt even more ashamed, guilty and sinful.

"I am ashamed. I am extremely ashamed." He raised his head and sighed, then lowered his head and explained the whole story. He hoped that Ning Zhuo could transfer the research and development identity of the Mechanical Fire Monkey to him privately.

A faint light flashed across Ning Zhuo's eyes.

"Feisi... This Jindan cultivator always likes to take credit and show off. He is capable of doing something like this."

Ning Zhuo knew a lot about Fei Si. He had been planning the Lava Fairy Palace since he was two years old. The four major forces were his main targets of defense, and Fei Si was naturally among them.

In Chen Cha's mind, a young man like Ning Zhuo is eager for wealth and fame. He must have put in a lot of effort and hard work to design the explosive monkey. Now this fruit is going to be picked by an outsider. He must be unwilling and extremely angry.

Chen Cha overestimated the difficulty of this matter.

He would never have expected that the hidden things would be so complicated and dangerous, and even involved the previous bombing of the Fairy Palace.

The reason why Ning Zhuo met Chen Cha was not only to design the Mechanical Monkey, but also to actively expose the intention of the Mechanical Fire Monkey.

Every step he takes counts as at least three steps.

Bombing the Immortal Palace was only the first step. How to prevent the investigation after bombing the Immortal Palace? This was something Ning Zhuo had been thinking about for a long time.

"Before, I had already mobilized Chen Cha to use the Frisbee Workshop to make a lot of mechanical monkeys and sell them to the outside world."

"Now, Feisi is intervening and asking me to let the monkey go. Isn't this protecting me?"

"That's good. It adds another layer of coverage."

Ning Zhuo thought about it and decided to agree.

Of course, he wouldn't just nod directly. Instead, his expression changed drastically after hearing what Chen Cha said.

Disbelief, anger, hatred, unwillingness, awe...all these emotions were revealed on his face, extremely complex.

Chen Cha could clearly feel that Ning Zhuo was about to slam the table and angrily scold him several times! Chen Cha was already prepared and just lowered his head to take the scolding, which was what he deserved.

But in the end, Ning Zhuo didn't do it.

His face was blue and red, he stared at Chen Cha, his lips moved, and only uttered a few unclear syllables, as if he was cursing.

Chen Cha felt extremely guilty, and the guilt in his heart almost made him unable to breathe.

He took the teapot and poured hot tea for Ning Zhuo: "My dear Ning Zhuo, it's my fault. Everything is my fault. You can beat and scold me as much as you want!"

Ning Zhuo gritted his teeth and finally stood up in anger. As a young man, how could he endure such an experience? He glared at Chen Cha fiercely, but he didn't curse him in the end. Instead, he walked around the hut in front of Chen Cha.

His face was flushed, his hands were clenched into fists, and he took big steps, as if he wanted to vent all the frustration and anger in his heart through the movement of walking.

Chen Cha was at a loss when he saw this scene. He wanted to persuade and comfort her, but he had no good words. He felt so guilty that he wanted to crawl into the ground right there.

Ning Zhuo walked back and forth several times, stood at the wall, and suddenly punched the wall hard.

He lowered his head, leaving behind a stubborn, lonely back to Chen Cha. The thin shoulders and the fist that smashed into the wall and gradually bled made Chen Cha speechless, and his heart was as heavy as a mountain.

Ning Zhuo remained like a stone statue, maintaining this posture, motionless.

It was unknown how long it took before Ning Zhuo pulled back his fist and slowly turned around. He seemed to have lost all his energy and spirit, and his face was filled with sadness and helplessness.

His once clear eyes were now filled with despair.

His voice became hoarse and he spoke with difficulty: "So, Mr. Chen, this matter cannot be reversed, right?"

Old Chen's Adam's apple rolled, and he wanted to comfort Ning Zhuo, but he was unable to speak.

Suddenly, he pulled out his hand and slapped himself hard several times.

Clap, clap, clap.

He used all his strength, slapping his face with a huge angle each time.

After the fight, he stood up, bowed deeply to Ning Zhuo, and never stood up again.

Ning Zhuo took a few deep breaths, gritted his teeth, and made a few unclear whimpering sounds, which sounded like crying or screaming.

Chen Cha felt extremely distressed when he heard this voice! Then, Ning Zhuo loosened his tightly clenched fist, took a heavy step, slowly raised his hand, held Chen Cha's forearm, and lifted him up.

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Chen Cha then stood up. In a short time, his cheeks had become noticeably red and swollen.

But when Chen Cha saw Ning Zhuo, his pupils suddenly shrank.

He saw the boy's red eyes and two clear tear marks on his cheeks.

"I deserve to die!" Chen Cha cursed himself in his heart.

Ning Zhuo said, "Mr. Chen, don't blame yourself. Although I have only spent a short time with you, I believe you are definitely not such a mean person!"

"It has come to this..."

"Now that things have come to this, I can only accept it, right?"

Ning Zhuo raised his head and sighed, took a step back, staggered and almost fell.

Chen Cha hurried forward to support him.

Chen Cha helped Ning Zhuo to his seat.

For a long time afterwards, the two of them sat facing each other in silence.

Ning Zhuo had been calculating the time and felt that the time was about right, so he broke the silence in the room with his hoarse voice.

"I agree."

Old Chen's heart twitched violently.

"I agreed." Ning Zhuo said again.

Old Chen gritted his teeth in pain.

His eyes also turned red. He looked up at Ning Zhuo, then took out a jade slip from his arms.

He placed the jade slip on the table and quickly took out a small cloth bag.

He placed the cloth bag next to the jade slip.

Finally, he took out a bag of spirit stones and placed it on the table as well.

After doing all this, he bowed deeply to Ning Zhuo again. Afterwards, he had no face to stay here any longer, so he turned around and left Ning Zhuo's residence without saying a word.

Ning Zhuo was alone and it took a long time for him to calm down.

He was too absorbed in it just now, with strong emotions, and the aftertaste was still lingering.

(End of this chapter)