Gao Han once again looked at Gao's mother with admiration. Someone who could think so clearly was definitely not an ordinary smart person. He even suspected that the Gao family could actually move to a higher level, but Gao's mother knew the truth that greed is insatiable. With the Gao family's background, they could not control more wealth, so they suppressed the Gao family and were satisfied with the status quo at the time.

"He needs my approval, and you are my weak spot, so this is the only method he can use."

"But this is the most effective one. Tang Zhenping is not stupid. When he brought down the Gao family, you surrendered. Now that the same trick works, there is no need for him to think of a second trick." Gao's mother snorted coldly.

Gao Han looked at her in surprise.

Gao's mother seemed to particularly like seeing him looking silly, and she pinched his cheek like Gao's father did, "Do you think that mom doesn't know that your parents have been in the business world for many years? If they can't even see this problem, they have no face to say that they have been in the business world. Oh, forget about your dad, but mom never said anything."

"Wife~" Father Gao looked at Mother Gao resentfully.

Gao Han smiled. With such a pair of funny parents, it was no wonder that the original owner had such a sunny and gentle personality.

"Son, listen to your mother's advice. That old man Tang Zhenping has gone through so much trouble and done so many things just to get you to agree to something. You must not agree. It will never be a good thing and may even endanger your life. You don't have to worry about your parents. We will protect ourselves. At worst, we can move to a place where he can't find us." Gao's mother said, pulling Gao Han.

Gao Han shook his head. "Mom, this world is not as simple as you think. With Tang Zhenping's status, he can find you even if you run to the ends of the earth."

Gao's mother's face changed slightly. In fact, she vaguely felt that there must be an invisible power above the heads of human dignitaries. What she didn't expect was that her son had already mixed up. "Is it a ghost?"

Gao Han couldn't help laughing. Gao's mother was confused for once. "No, I can't tell you now, but I promise, it won't be long."

"Do you want to agree to Tang Zhenping's conditions?" Gao's mother was unusually sharp.

The surprise that involuntarily revealed in Gao Han's eyes had already told Gao's mother the answer.

Gao's mother had a gloomy face and fell silent.

"Wife, son, what are you talking about?" Father Gao looked confused and completely at a loss.

"It's okay, Dad. You and Mom go back first. I'll bring you over after I finish dealing with things here. I have some gifts for you." Gao Han laughed more today than in the past twenty years.

"Okay, okay, then Dad will be waiting for you to pick us up, and there will be gifts." Father Gao was very happy.

After Gao Han left, Gao's father immediately frowned and said, "Wife, our son has become quieter than before, but also more stable. Do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. His life is different now. He can no longer do whatever he wants as before. As his parents, since we can't give him an easy life, we can only try not to hold him back. He has grown up and has his own opinions. We have to believe in him." Gao's mother saw the unwavering determination in Gao Han's eyes, which is why she didn't say anything else.

Father Gao rested his chin on her shoulder and said, "I'm sad."

"Why are you sad?" Gao's mother glanced at him.

"When our son grows up, he won't need us anymore."

Gao's mother was silent, and so was she.

"Besides, he left without telling me how to become fair and tender!"

Gao's mother felt that her bad temper was not due to menopause, but because someone's skin was getting more and more itchy, so that she could not control herself.

Gao Han called Gao's mother on the afternoon of the day he left the hotel. Tang Zhenping's request could restrain the original owner and Gao's parents who loved their son dearly, but it could not restrain him who did what he wanted. He was relieved to know that they had returned home safely.

…

On a brightly lit night in Qing City, a group of young people were holding a party in a magnificent villa. All the invited guests were children of local dignitaries. People like Tang Minghao and Tang Xinyu, who came from a business background, had the same status as ordinary people at the party.

"Su Zhouhe, I heard that you found several good magical weapons recently. How about taking them out for everyone to see?" He Ding, who was lying on the sofa with a glass of Bloody Mary in his hand, suddenly spoke.

Su Zhouhe immediately looked at Fan Ren, who dodged and his face darkened.

"What? Are magic weapons so shameful?" He Ding and Su Zhouhe have always been at odds with each other. Seeing that he had no reaction, he became even more aggressive.

Seeing that everyone's attention was on him, Su Zhouhe chuckled and said, "How could it be? It's just a little thing, nothing special. If you want to see it, just take a look. Who doesn't have a magic weapon? You can also take out your new magic weapon and let them take a look later."

After Su Zhouhe finished speaking, he took out a lower-level magical weapon and handed it over.

As a result, when everyone saw that it was a low-level magical weapon, although it had a mid-level talisman, it could not change the fact that it was a low-level magical weapon, and most people immediately lost interest.

"It seems that it is really not that good." He Ding sneered, "Then let everyone see my magic weapon. This is a rare intermediate-level offensive magic weapon."

"Wow, there are actually three talismans. This is the first time I've seen three. Who made this magic weapon? It's too powerful." As soon as He Ding got his hands on it, someone started to flatter him.

"That's right. It's hard to find a mid-level magic weapon with two talismans, let alone three."

"How can I have the nerve to take out a magic weapon that is not special? I don't want to..." Before He Ding finished speaking, two people suddenly walked into the garden. Their eyes lit up immediately. Without saying a word, they walked over and pushed others aside, "Master Yuan!"

When they heard the words "Young Master Yuan", everyone showed flattering expressions and gathered around him. Su Zhouhe, who was standing still, seemed to be a maverick.

"Mr. Yuan, who is this?" He Ding noticed at a glance that Mr. Yuan's attitude towards the young man next to him was very different. His politeness was mixed with awe and flattery. Anyone who could please Mr. Yuan must probably come from that place.

"You, let me see the magic weapon." The young man suddenly spoke.

He Ding thought the other party was talking to him, so he walked up to the young man with the magic weapon in his hand. Just as he was about to offer it, the young man looked at him inexplicably, "Why are you blocking my view? Get out of the way, I'm calling him!" His eyes were fixed on Su Zhouhe.

He Ding's face turned pale and blue, and the young man walked right past him as if he were a piece of air.

Su Zhouhe looked at the young boy and handed him the magic weapon.

The young man looked at the magic weapon carefully for a while, commented that it was good, and returned it to Su Zhouhe. Before leaving, he said seriously, "This is the second low-level magic weapon I have seen that can be used to refine a mid-level talisman."