Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Looking at the arrogant Chen Wanjin.

Lin Mo ignored him.

Instead, they dragged the broken table and chairs from the woodshed to him, moving slowly and deliberately.

then.

Pen, ink, and paper

The three items were placed on the table one by one.

After doing all this, Lin Mo picked up Chen Wanjin, whose legs were both broken, and slammed him heavily onto the chair.

The excruciating pain made Chen Wanjin tremble. He stared intently at Lin Mo, his cloudy eyes filled with doubt and wariness.

He didn't understand what Lin Mo was going to do.

Lin Mo merely touched the rice paper lightly with his fingertip and said in a calm voice.

"Write."

"Draft a transfer agreement for the salt permit."

"Write it clearly: You, Chen Wanjin, voluntarily and unconditionally transfer the Black Wind City salt permit to me, Lin Mo."

"Once you've finished writing it, you can leave alive."

Upon hearing the words "salt permit," Chen Wanjin was taken aback.

Then, a strange "hoarse" sound came from his throat, his chest began to heave violently, and finally, he burst into a heart-wrenching burst of maniacal laughter.

"Haha...hahahahahaha!"

"So that's how it is! I understand! I understand!"

He laughed until tears streamed down his face, his body convulsing wildly as he leaned against the table. The wound on his broken leg reopened, and blood soaked through the bandages.

"So you...don't have salt certificates!"

Chen Wanjin's laughter abruptly stopped, his twisted face filled with the pleasure of revenge.

"Salt permit?"

"You want my salt certificate?!"

"Dream on! You're fucking dreaming!"

Chen Wanjin seemed to have found Lin Mo's weakness, and a venomous glint rekindled in his eyes.

"I'm telling you, Lin Mo!"

"Without salt permits, the salt produced by your salt fields is nothing but a pile of white dirt! If you dare to sell even a single ounce, the government will confiscate your property and exterminate your entire clan!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"I'll make you see mountains of salt, but you won't be able to sell a single ounce! I'll make you starve to death! Hahahaha!"

He found it.

He found a way to cause Lin Mo pain! A way to make Lin Mo fail!

That is to protect the salt permits!

This was his last bargaining chip, and his only means of taking revenge on Lin Mo!

He wants to drag Lin Mo down with him!

"Kill me! Go ahead and kill me now if you dare!"

Chen Wanjin held his head high, looking as if he were ready to die.

"Kill me, and you'll never know where the salt permits are! Your salt fields will never get started!"

He was certain that Lin Mo wouldn't dare kill him.

He wanted Lin Mo to kneel down and beg him; he wanted Lin Mo to regret everything he had done!

Ke Linmo looked at Chen Wanjin and smiled.

That smile was strange.

There was no anger, no resentment, but rather a detached indifference that seemed to have seen through everything.

"OK."

"Then I'll send you on your way."

Lin Mo said something indifferently, and then a talisman paper with a flowing golden luster suddenly appeared out of thin air between his fingers.

The talisman ignited without wind, turning into a wisp of wisp of blue smoke that instantly entered Chen Wanjin's brow.

Chen Wanjin was still grinning maliciously.

"What? Trying to scare me with this weird stuff? No way!"

"What haven't I, Chen Wanjin, seen!"

Lin Mo ignored his shouts and looked into Chen Wanjin's eyes, speaking clearly, word by word.

Tell me, where are the salt and iron tokens?

The words fell.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

The sinister smile on Chen Wanjin's face froze.

The madness and resentment in his eyes began to fluctuate violently, as if two little people were fighting in his head.

Immediately afterwards, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his jaw started chattering.

In the end, the struggle in Chen Wanjin's eyes slowly faded, replaced by an empty, absolute obedience.

Chen Wanjin's expression became numb, like a puppet whose emotions had been drained away.

"My...salt...iron..."

Chen Wanjin made a dry sound in his throat, and his eyes became dull.

"At the Chen Clan Ancestral Hall..."

Behind the plaque reading "May wealth flow in from all directions..."

"The personal seal... is in a black wooden box on the third bookshelf..."

Like a puppet on a string, Chen Wanjin revealed all his biggest secrets in detail.

Lin Mo revealed a satisfied smile.

He stood up and pushed the paper and pen on the table in front of Chen Wanjin.

"Now."

"Write down the transfer agreement for the salt and iron monopoly, as well as the transfer documents for all the properties and shops under your name, word for word."

"After you finish writing, put your fingerprint on it."

The words fell.

Chen Wanjin did not hesitate at all.

He picked up his pen, dipped it in ink, and began to write neatly and carefully on the paper, stroke by stroke.

for a long time.

Chen Wanjin jolted awake, his unfocused pupils refocusing.

He stared blankly at Lin Mo, then looked around.

What just happened?

What...did I do?

Chen Wanjin's gaze finally fell on the thick stack of documents on the table, covered with handwriting and bright red handprints.

A bone-chilling cold shot straight up from his tailbone to the top of his head!

"What...what did you do to me?!"

Lin Mo picked up the stack of documents that still smelled of ink, blew on the ink stains, and put them in his pocket with satisfaction.

He walked up to Chen Wanjin and patted his face.

"In your next life, don't be so stubborn."

The words were followed by a crisp sound.

"Click."

Chen Wanjin's voice stopped abruptly, and before the fear on his face had faded, he collapsed to the ground, completely silent.

……

Stepping out of the woodshed, Lin Mo felt an immense sense of satisfaction.

All of Chen Wanjin's assets, including his most important salt and iron licenses, were put into his own hands.

This time, it's a real windfall.

However, he was too lazy to manage these businesses himself.

Let's leave it to Liu Yiyi.

Just thinking about the woman he had just seduce, now exuding allure, strategizing in the business world and building a commercial empire for him, made Lin Mo's lips curl into a smile.

This kind of hands-off management life couldn't be more comfortable.

Lin Mo was in a great mood and walked briskly to the Chen Family Ancestral Hall to get the salt and iron permits.

However, he had only taken a few steps.

"BOOM—BOOM—!!!"

A deafening roar came out of nowhere from the backyard of Dingbei Prefecture!

Lin Mo's smile froze instantly.

His body reacted faster than his brain, tensing up abruptly as a chill ran through him.

explode!?

Remnants of the Chen family? Enemies at the door?

Countless terrible thoughts exploded in his mind.

Ignoring everything else, Lin Mo transformed into a blur and rushed toward the direction from which the explosion had come.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the scenery in front of me rushed past.

The closer you get to the backyard, the stronger the pungent smell of burning becomes.

When Lin Mo rushed to the backyard, the scene before him made his heart sink even further.

The source of the explosion was a small courtyard called "Qiqiaoge".

That was the courtyard of Fourth Sister-in-law and Fifth Sister-in-law.

The courtyard was now a mess, with half of the roof blown off, revealing the dark beams.

The walls were charred black, and the yard was littered with all sorts of strange metal parts and broken wood. Thick smoke continued to billow from the ruins.

Lin Mo's heart leaped into his throat.

Just then.

"Cough cough..."

A pile of charred debris stirred, and a petite figure emerged from beneath it.

The man was covered from head to toe in a thick layer of dust and ash.

Her hair stood on end, turning into a perfect bird's nest.

Her small face was as black as if she had just climbed out of a chimney, except for her eyes, which were surprisingly bright.

There was no fear in those eyes; instead, they shone with a kind of... excitement after the research was successful?

Although the face was completely blurred and unrecognizable, Lin Mo still recognized who it was.

That's Fourth Sister-in-law, Gu Ling'er.

Lin Mo didn't have a deep impression of her; she was just a rather lively girl.

But what is she doing right now?

Gu Ling'er also saw Lin Mo standing frozen at the courtyard gate. She first blinked her bright, sparkling eyes.

He quickly turned around, and the excited light in his eyes instantly faded.

Then her lips trembled, and her eyes visibly welled up with tears, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

"Uncle..."

Gu Ling'er spoke in a sweet, endearing voice, with a long, drawn-out tone.

"I...I didn't mean to..."

"It blew itself up..."

Lin Mo was completely stunned.

What is that?

Did you blow it up yourself?

His mind was a complete mess; he had no idea what was going on.