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"Brother, you are leaving! Why is that?" Erniu was surprised. Although he knew that his brother would eventually leave, he didn't expect it to be so soon.
"I came to the city yesterday to find a suitable Kung Fu in the Ning Shen Realm, but I found nothing. I originally planned to head to Zhou Cheng in a few days, but then I encountered this matter with Wang Tian," Mo Wen said truthfully.
"Since that's the case, as your elder brother, I shouldn't keep you here. But I'm worried about the Wang family..." Erniu was concerned that the Wang family wouldn't let things go easily and would seek trouble with Mo Wen.
"Don't worry about that. Even if I hadn't left Moro City, the Wang family probably wouldn't have the time to bother with me right now. If my plan works out, this Wu Hui will be quite spectacular. You should stay with everyone in the village and enjoy the show," Mo Wen said leisurely while sipping his tea.
"Oh dear, what have you done this time?" Erniu grew anxious, realizing that what his brother had done was far more than just robbing Wang Tian.
"That's not something I can disclose. You'll understand in due time," Mo Wen replied mysteriously before turning serious. "Now, let's not dwell on that. This belt is a Storage Device containing some items suitable for everyone’s cultivation. Take it back to the village as a keepsake from me."
Erniu looked at the belt in his hands, hesitating.
"You treat me like a brother, and everyone in the village treats me like family. We're all men here; no need for any sentimental nonsense."
"Then on behalf of everyone, I thank you for your kindness!" Hearing Mo Wen's words, Erniu stopped being coy and accepted the belt. "Brother, I’m increasingly unable to understand you. Though I am older than you, when it comes to experience and temperament, I feel inferior."
"Honestly, I don't know why either," Mo Wen admitted with a sigh. Looking back on his actions felt instinctual, much like his cooking skills. "Perhaps one day it will all become clear. Now let's stop being sentimental; it's time for me to go. Until we meet again." With that, Mo Wen stood up and prepared to leave.
"Wait a moment, brother. I have one more thing to ask. If it's inconvenient for you, feel free not to answer."
"Brother Erniu, please go ahead."
"Could you tell me your real name?"
"Mo Wen."
"Haha, good! You are indeed straightforward. Once our village shows some progress, I will seek you out again. Until we meet in the Jianghu!"
"It’s a promise; see you in the Jianghu!" The two clasped hands in farewell, and Mo Wen quickly walked out of the tent towards the east.
Entering through the west city gate and heading straight for the east city gate, there was nothing left in Moro City that he felt attached to. He also wasn't sure if the story he spun for Wang Tian last night had worked; if it were discovered as a lie, lingering in Moro City would be akin to walking into a trap.
However, along the way, he continued to visit various shops, using Wang Tian's wealth to gather some materials, herbs, and elixirs. It was then that he began to grasp a rough concept of money and was astonished by the amount Wang Tian had carried with him. Money had its own measurement rules: a thousand coins made two taels, and a thousand taels made an ingot. The total income from what he sold with Erniu two days ago was only about ten taels, yet just from robbing Wang Tian last night alone he had acquired several hundred ingots. No wonder Old Lu said that robbery was one of the fastest ways to gain wealth.
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