The Daily Task of Preventing My Disciple from Turning to the Dark Side

Chapter 58: I'm your adoptive father!

Translator: Claire.KK

Gazing Chen Pavilion had its unique way to deliver message and muddy the water. Therefore, a blackmail from some mystery person was sent to Chen's three days later—Thirty million high quality spirit stones for Chen Mo's life!

No spirit stones, no life!

Thirty million high quality spirit stones were neither more of less for a big family to afford easily. Besides, Chen Mo's special identity as the young chief of Chen's ensured the success of the kidnap because the message was spread out, it would be a shame for Chen's not to redeem him.

Chen's chief master felt so furious that his teeth were almost gnashed into pieces, cursing secretly that this worthless thing should left the family for the evil spawn. Chen Mo was clear at the beginning that the bastard had thrown his junior brother home with his legs broken yet he still left the whole family behind just for the bastard. Now, he should still incur such a trouble for the family!

Totally trash without conscience!

'Redeem him! Break his legs once he's back home!'

Chen family wouldn't know the thirty million spirit stones was just a start before more unexpected would greet them.

However, Chen Mo was totally ignorant of Chen's reactions. He was right detained at the branch of Gazing Chen Pavilion and treated with dainty dishes and good spirit liquors on the white jade table. The rich aroma drifting into his nose, induced his sense of smell to surrender and have a try.

Beside Chen Mo, two beauties in yarn clothes stood still after serving him the liquor. And another two played Qin (a seven-stringed plucked instrument in some ways similar to the zither) or blew Xiao (a vertical bamboo flute) behind the yarn screen, with the tune lingering in the room continuously. Presently, all contributed to an extravagant scene!

But Chen Mo remained frozen, with his face much dim, "What do you want? Just go straight to the point!"

"Well, we should thank fate for bringing us together. Why does brother Chen have to be so callous?" Bai Yi took a sip of the liquor and entertained him with enthusiasm, "If you felt bored, this little brother is willing to play go chess with you."

Chen Mo kept silent, the blue veins in his forehead throbbing. He finally understood why Mu Chen felt annoyed at his teasing in view of the current situation caused by the person in front of him who was more unreasonable and obstinate!

At this moment, a servant holding a box came over and reported respectfully, "My Lord, God-killing Hall receives a new order that someone affords three million spirit stones for Palace Master Mu's life."

"Mu Chen's life?" Chen Mo was shocked.

Bai Yi waved his hand indifferently, "Since Pills Concocting Competition starts, more and more competitors came to buy Palace Master Mu's life in higher and higher prices. Accept the money and kill the other in accordance with the old rules. There is no such thing to refuse spirit stones right at the door." He grabbed the abacus beside him and stretched his hand to crackle it, nodding with great satisfaction, 'Money comes in!'

Only the dumb ass wouldn't earn the money right at hand! Even breaking the skeleton of a dead person could contribute to a few drips of oil, not to mention people alive.

Chen Mo ventured, "Won't your lord be scared to damage Gazing Chen Pavilion's prestige?"

"Our Lord certainly won't do that. Palace Master Mu is his sweetheart, so he surely will protect him well."

"I'm saying your real lord."

"Alas! Every single word you're saying sounds confusing. We only have one lord." Bai Yi answered seriously, his eyes opening wide as if saying bluntly "look at my pure eyes of sincerity". But Chen Mo just took a more skeptical view to his attitude, waving the sleeves furiously and sitting beside the window.