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"You don't have a sister-in-law." The scenes from last night's dream still lingered in Mo Wen's mind.
"In my opinion, that barbaric woman with the surname Zhu would make a perfect sister-in-law." Zhu Xiaohong had shown interest in his boss, and he had already verified that. However, he was unsure whether his boss felt the same way; since his boss didn't say anything, he didn't dare to ask.
"Hey! You little brat, you haven't even transformed into a Divine Beast yet, and you're already acting smart? Are you trying to set me up?" Mo Wen finally realized that this kid was trying to trap him. "Do you even know what love is?"
"I don't know, but according to the stories, you look like someone whose wife has been stolen today." Xiao Hei continued eating, oblivious to his boss's gaze.
"Alright, enough with the nonsense. I'm telling you seriously that I'm not troubled by women." Mo Wen wasn't in the mood to bicker with Xiao Hei; he was still pondering how to resolve the issues stemming from his dream.
"Boss, do you have some confusion? You can talk to this Divine Beast about it." Taking the risk of angering his boss by mentioning "sister-in-law," he hoped to pull Mo Wen out of his strange state. When that tactic clearly failed, he decided to ask directly. "My master once told me that cultivation should follow its natural course; there's no use in being anxious." Seeing Mo Wen's furrowed brow tightening further, he added, "What else did your master tell you?"
Hearing Xiao Hei mention Old Qilin made Mo Wen's eyes light up. Perhaps he could solve his problem through Xiao Hei's teachings.
"My master told me a lot, but it depends on what situation you're facing. Why don't you share it with me? I'll see if my master mentioned anything relevant." Excited at the prospect of helping his boss, Xiao Hei felt that whatever problem Mo Wen faced was also his own. Even if he couldn't find an answer in his master's teachings, at least he'd understand what his boss was dealing with and could offer some suggestions.
Mo Wen had no idea about Xiao Hei's true intentions. He wasn't sure if Old Qilin's teachings addressed his situation, but he figured it was worth a shot. So he began recounting the scenes from his dream and the confusion it caused him.
"Well... your situation was mentioned by my master. You need to find that place from your dream and go there to see if it can resolve things." After thinking for a while without finding an answer, seeing the hopeful look in Boss Mo's eyes prompted Xiao Hei to decide to tell a little lie.
"Did your master really say that?" Mo Wen looked at Xiao Hei suspiciously; this guy had read too many stories and wasn't as innocent as before.
"Absolutely!" Though anxious inside, Xiao Hei answered confidently.
"Alright then, let's head down the mountain tomorrow and see if we can find such a place." This dream had become a knot in his heart; regardless of whether it was the reason for his stagnation or not, it needed resolution—and it likely tied into his origins.
Sitting in a teahouse and watching the pedestrians outside, Mo Wen had already reached Zhou Cheng after a month but still hadn't gathered any useful information. The details provided by the dream were scant; he could only start from the perspective of weapon forging families. He visited weapon shops daily, but although these shops claimed their weapons were crafted by master forgers, he could tell that their quality was subpar—his own creations were far superior. How could they possibly be made by masters? Naturally, he had also searched for Neural Pavilion; unfortunately, there was none in Snow City.
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