148: I can work

Li Mo gritted his teeth.

He made a decision that surprised everyone.

"Your son, Chu Tiankuo, is currently an apprentice at 'Feichi Auto Repair Shop' in Linzhou's western suburbs. Your ex-wife, Tao Ran, remarried three years ago and now lives in 'Shuian Huacheng' residential area in the south of the city, Building B, Room 7012."

He didn't hesitate at all, directly and clearly stating the two specific addresses.

This was information he had found overnight using all his intelligence networks before he came.

He had originally thought it was just a backup plan, but he didn't expect it to actually come in handy.

This information could be used as a bargaining chip.

But Li Mo's survival instinct, honed in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the Abyss Domain, told him that if he dared to show even a hint of coercion, in the next second, he would become a corpse colder than Seventh Master.

So, he chose the most complete confession.

This was a gesture of goodwill.

It was an unreserved offering of his last trump card, presented with both hands as a pledge of allegiance.

Old Ghost's body trembled violently.

He suddenly looked up, his cloudy old eyes filled with bloodshot lines and disbelief.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but not a single word came out.

Feichi Auto Repair Shop... Shuian Huacheng... These two names were like two red-hot irons, searing his heart.

Li Mo didn't look at Old Ghost's reaction.

He knew he had done his utmost.

Next, was the next bargaining chip.

"Sir!"

He turned towards Lin Yu again and kowtowed heavily.

"Although Chen Ao is not dead, after this battle, he must be severely weakened and will not dare to show his face for a short time. The power vacuum he left behind is our best opportunity!"

"Linzhou's black market, and the underground trading networks of several surrounding cities, are now without a leader!"

"As long as you nod, I guarantee that within three days, everything Chen Ao left behind will be integrated under your command! All his channels, connections, and wealth will become yours!"

"I will turn the entire Linzhou black market into Old Ghost Hall's backyard!"

These words finally made Old Ghost and Seventh Master, who had just caught their breath, show signs of being moved.

If they could take over the entire black market... then whatever they needed to do, whether selling potions or gathering intelligence, would become infinitely easier.

That would be an underground kingdom, entirely belonging to them.

Wang Han listened beside them, his heart pounding, his brain completely unable to process the information before him.

The Linzhou black market was a massive market worth hundreds of billions.

Adding in the surrounding cities... that would be an unimaginable business empire!

And now, the key to this empire was in Li Mo's hands.

He was humbly offering it to his grand-nephew.

After saying all this.

Li Mo said no more.

He pressed his forehead firmly to the ground, maintaining the most humble posture, unmoving.

He had already displayed all his value.

Intelligence, methods, a business empire.

He had done everything he could.

All that remained was to wait.

Waiting for the supreme, final judgment.

Time, at this moment, stretched infinitely.

Every second was like a slow torture to Li Mo's soul.

Lin Yu remained silent.

That calm was more oppressive than any thunderous rage.

He did not look at Li Mo, who was prostrate on the ground, nor at Old Ghost, whose expression was complex.

His gaze seemed to penetrate this ruin, landing somewhere more distant.

For a long time.

So long that Li Mo almost thought he had fainted from excessive blood loss.

So long that Wang Han's shocked heart was about to stop beating.

Lin Yu finally spoke.

"From now on, you'll work with Old Ghost."

A plain sentence.

There was no judgment, no questioning, not even a ripple of emotion.

It was like arranging a trivial matter.

But for Li Mo, this was nothing short of heavenly music.

He let out a long breath, glad that he could still live another day.

Lin Yu's gaze finally returned from afar, falling on Old Ghost.

"Old Ghost."

"Boss, I'm here." Old Ghost quickly responded, hugging Seventh Master in his arms a little tighter.

"This person will be your deputy from now on." Lin Yu's arrangement was concise and clear, "Those things he knows, you handle them. Whether it's finding people or integrating the black market, I'll leave it all to you to manage fully."

Old Ghost's body trembled.

Full authority?

The boss was handing over Li Mo, this priceless "dog," along with the vast network behind him, to himself without reservation?

This trust was too... Old Ghost opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found any words at this moment seemed pale and powerless.

He could only nod heavily.

"Yes, Boss!"

Lin Yu said no more, turning and walking to the other side of the ruins.

There, Wang Han was carefully helping his precious daughter, Wang Qingxuan, try to emerge from the small space formed by the jade barrier.

"Uncle, Qingxuan, it's over."

Lin Yu's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the father and daughter.

Wang Qingxuan's dust-covered little face, upon seeing Lin Yu, finally couldn't hold back.

"Waaah—"

She suddenly threw herself into Wang Han's arms, crying loudly.

Everything that had just happened was too impactful for a girl like her, who lived in an ivory tower.

The world-destroying lightning, the battlefield with dismembered limbs, and that bloodied person kneeling on the ground.

Every scene was like a nightmare, lingering in her mind.

"It's alright, it's alright, Xuan'er don't cry, Daddy's here."

Wang Han awkwardly patted his daughter's back, constantly comforting her.

His own emotions were also a tangled mess.

His grand-nephew, Lin Yu.

The child he remembered as somewhat introverted, even a bit stubborn, had given him more shock today than he had experienced in the past fifty years combined.

He was extremely confused right now.

Lin Yu looked at the father and daughter embracing and weeping, not disturbing them.

His gaze turned to the other side.

Old Ghost was carefully settling Seventh Master down, then walked in front of Li Mo.

Li Mo still maintained his prostrate posture.

"Manager Li, please get up." Old Ghost's address carried an indescribable meaning.

Li Mo's body stiffened, and he slowly looked up.

He saw Old Ghost's face, covered in wrinkles and the marks of time.

The deep-seated resentment and hatred that had once been there seemed to have faded considerably.

In its place was a complex, scrutinizing calm.

"From now on, don't call me Manager Li." Li Mo struggled to stand up, his posture extremely humble, "Just call me Little Li."

Old Ghost was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"You just said you knew about the counterattack plan of the three major pharmaceutical companies?"

"Yes!" Li Mo immediately perked up; this was his moment to prove his worth, "They have already detected the threat of our potions and are preparing to unite to completely strangle us from three aspects: raw materials, channels, and public opinion! The specific plan was drafted by me..."

"Stop."

Old Ghost interrupted him.

"We'll talk about these later." Old Ghost's gaze passed over Li Mo and turned towards Lin Yu, "Right now, there's something more important."

Li Mo was stunned.

Was there anything more important than dealing with the strangulation by the three major companies?

"The boss wants to meet them." Old Ghost said, word by word.

"Meet who?" Li Mo asked subconsciously.

"The spokespeople of the three major pharmaceutical companies." Old Ghost's answer made Li Mo's brain instantly crash.