After he brought the pressure cooker ho, Mo Han found himself in a pickle.
Alchemy could be quite hazardous, and since it was his first attempt, who knew if it would blow up the pot.
He definitely couldn’t practice alchemy at ho, for one thing, the space was too small to operate effectively, and on the other hand, if it blew up and caused a fire, his mother-in-law would never forgive him.
After so thought, he took out his phone, wondering whom to ask for help in finding a place that was both quiet and spacious. Just then, he received a ssage.
"Mister Mo, are you busy today? Can we have a al together?"
The sender was none other than Wen Biyu, the young lady of the Wen Family.
She had learned of Mo Han’s deeds of the past few days from Tang Chuchu and instantly beca an ardent admirer.
It’s no joke! The fact that he managed to take down Nie Kuangtu all by himself and that the Nie Family couldn’t pin anything on him.
Such martial prowess, such tactics, any woman would admire them.
More so because Mo Han had once saved his adoptive daughter Shan Shan from the brink of death with just a silver needle.
Yet, Wen Biyu couldn’t fathom why soone as miraculous as Mo Han would be content being a live-in son-in-law in a third-rate family like the Luo Family.
With Mo Han’s capabilities, he could have sought out a woman of higher stature and social standing.
Like her—Wen Biyu.
In terms of looks and charm, she didn’t dare claim to be the number one beauty of Jiangling City, but she was definitely in the top three, no less attractive than Mo Han’s wife, Luo Ning.
In terms of education and ability, she graduated from the top-tier finance departnt of Jiuzhou’s Tsingbei University and started investing in businesses in her second year, bringing in at least three hundred million in pure profit to the Family Head each year.
Regarding status and identity, as the young lady of Jiangling City’s second most influential family, Wen Biyu, she controlled resources worth tens of billions and was sought after by many politicians and business magnates every day.
Ever since their first eting at Renkang Hospital, Wen Biyu took a liking to Mo Han.
In their subsequent encounters, she gained a further understanding of Mo Han’s character and dical ethics.
Without exaggeration, Mo Han t all her criteria for a partner, as if he was tailor-made for her.
However, this man was already married and had a child.
Even so, Wen Biyu found it hard to suppress the thoughts in her heart, occasionally checking Mo Han’s social dia to like his posts.
Today, she couldn’t hold back any longer and decided to send Mo Han a ssage.
Buzz, buzz, buzz...
Unexpectedly, Mo Han didn’t reply to the ssage, but chose to call her directly instead.
As she connected the call, Wen Biyu licked her sowhat dry lips, excitedly saying, "Mister Mo, why did you suddenly call ?"
Mo Han replied with a slight smile, "Miss Wen, as it happens, I have sothing to ask you."
"I’m looking for a quiet room, preferably a large one without disturbances. Do you have such a place?"
As soon as she heard he was looking for a room, Wen Biyu’s face flushed red as she stuttered, "Mo... Mister Mo, what do you need that kind of place for?"
"My house is pretty big, would you like to co here?"
"Your house? Uh... that might not be a good idea."
Scratching his head, Mo Han responded, "I’ll be practicing alchemy, and it might get a bit loud. There’s also a decent chance the pot could explode, so I’d rather find sowhere less populated."
Alchemy?
Upon hearing this, Wen Biyu’s eyes lit up.
He Chen was one of her subordinates, and a few days ago, he had brought Zhao Yumo to et her.
At that ti, she heard from He Chen that Mo Han was planning to create an elixir, an elixir known as the Qiankun Elixir, which could bring the dead back to life.
Even though the elixir’s na and effects seed rather mystical, it was Mo Han who had ntioned it.
Currently, Wen Biyu had absolute faith in Mo Han.
If she could get her hands on the Qiankun Elixir, her grandfather’s health would surely be much better than before.
With this thought, the flush on her face faded and she beca serious, "Mister Mo, I have a courtyard on the outskirts of the city. There’s no one within twenty kiloters. How about that?"
"That’s perfect!" Mo Han nodded and smiled, "Miss Wen, I really can’t thank you enough..."
"Mister Mo, may I make a request?" Wen Biyu spoke up, "I heard from He Chen that you are concocting the Qiankun Elixir. My grandfather’s health hasn’t been good these past years and I was thinking..."
"That’s not a problem, I’ll save two for you. One for Old Master Wen and the other as a fee for using your house."
Wen Biyu was taken aback; she knew the Qiankun Elixir was incredibly precious and simply priceless. Yet, Mo Han was offering two at once, with one intended for her.
"This..."
As if anticipating her response, Mo Han waved dismissively, "Miss Wen, don’t be formal with . If I’ve promised you two, I definitely won’t take them back."
"Alright, I’ll hang up now. Send the location of the house in a bit."
"Okay..."
After ending the call, it took Wen Biyu only two minutes to send over the location of the South Wind Villa.
Mo Han opened the navigation app and checked the distance—about forty kiloters. His electric bike definitely wouldn’t cover that distance.
Additionally, he still needed to gather so dicinal ingredients, which ant he had to find soone to take care of that.
Thinking that he ought to give Zhou Zhishan one of the elixirs when they were ready, Mo Han hesitated for a mont before calling Zhou Zhishan, "Hello, Family Head Zhou, it’s , Mo Han."
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