High-level martial arts: Starting with a heart of steel, stats crush everything.

"Have they finished shopping yet?"

Just as Chen Mo and Gu Feng were admiring the various long, white legs passing by, Yang Zuo walked over carrying a skewer that was more than a meter long.

"What...is that in your hand?"

Chen Mo glanced at the thing that looked like a roasted sausage in Yang Zuo's hand and made a puzzled sound.

"Ah, I saw a man from Chongqing selling grilled braised pork intestines over there, so I bought one."

Yang Zuo had no expression; he was a total cold-faced handsome guy.

"It's just a bit pricey. For this price, I could eat my fill of pig intestine noodles in Chongqing."

"However, the taste is still very good, with a strong spicy flavor, just like the taste I've had in Chongqing."

Carrying his oversized grilled sausage, Yang Zuo sat down next to Chen Mo and Gu Feng.

"..."

Chen Mo felt that the current group was a bit strange.

A rich second-generation heir, a handsome foreign guy carrying grilled sausages, and him.

There's also a muscular, athletic girl and a legally cute loli trying on swimsuits inside...

Is this the Daxia team representing China in this World Youth Championship?

It's fortunate that no one knows they are the Great Xia team yet; if others knew, it would be very difficult to evaluate them.

His nickname is "Ferocious Beast," so Yang Zuo's nickname is... "Big Intestine Hero"?

The items at Grundfos stores are not cheap, thanks to the generally high prices on Grundfos Island and its reputation as a resort destination.

A swimsuit plus two sets of clothes for everyday wear cost nearly 30,000 yuan, which made Ma Wanglin feel so distressed she almost suffocated.

"What's there to feel bad about? Thirty thousand yuan can't even buy the dregs of the sixth-level body tempering pills you usually take."

Gu Feng was puzzled. They consumed more than a million yuan worth of resources every day, so why were they so distressed about spending 30,000 yuan on three sets of clothes?

"The wicked rich will never understand."

Chen Mo and Ma Wanglin shook their heads at the same time. How could a rich guy understand the pain of a poor guy?

"Let's go, I need to go back to the beach to see my older sister."

Gu Feng had already changed into an island outfit, practically hanging the words "I'm a tourist, come and rip me off" around his neck.

But just as Chen Mo and his group stepped out of the store, a light whistle sounded behind them.

Chen Mo frowned and glanced back.

A South Asian man with a full head of brown curly hair, looking like a teddy bear, was whistling at Ma Wanglin.

"He's dead."

Chen Mo didn't react at all. Ma Wanglin had the most volatile temper among them, and she certainly wouldn't let this go easily.

"There really are idiots like this these days."

Gu Feng couldn't help but laugh. Ma Wanglin was already in a bad mood because of what had just happened, so why not take advantage of this punching bag that had been delivered to her doorstep?

Moreover, only the wealthy and powerful can afford to spend money in such places. Is this South Asian out of his mind to do such a thing?

It's also possible that they were spoiled by their families, acted lawlessly in their own country, and were just idiots whose brains hadn't fully developed.

"You're very pretty. Would you be interested in being my date?"

The South Asian man was unaware of the murderous aura emanating from Ma Wanglin; he only felt that Ma Wanglin's figure and appearance suited his aesthetic preferences.

Ma Wanglin didn't speak, but turned to look at Chen Mo.

She is, after all, a girl, and she also hopes to be protected.

Although there aren't many people qualified to protect her, there just happen to be a few around her.

"I'll do it." Chen Mo scratched his head, wondering how he could encounter something like this just by going out to buy clothes.

Taking a step forward, Chen Mo stood in front of Ma Wanglin.

"Be careful not to kill him."

Gu Feng shook his head; killing someone in such a public place was still very troublesome.

The image of the Great Xia Dynasty isn't very good either.

"Hello, is this your female companion?" The South Asian man smiled and walked over to Chen Mo as he stepped forward, extending his hand.

It seems he wants to shake hands with Chen Mo?

She is your mother.

Chen Mo had no intention of giving him any face and grabbed the man's curly hair on the top of his head.

"Damn, you can't control your mouth, can you? Can't you tell they're with us?"

As he spoke, Chen Mo grabbed Ma Wanglin's shoulder and pulled her over.

Ma Wanglin's tablet was pressed directly against Chen Mo's body, and his wheat-colored skin turned red at a visible speed.

This was the first time in her life she had ever been so close to a man.

"You..." The South Asian man's expression turned somewhat ugly as he sensed the aura emanating from Chen Mo.

The strongest warrior in his family and the young man in front of him exuded a similar aura, except that the warrior in his family was a level seven warrior.

Could it be... that this young man is also a level seven martial artist?

In their country, a level seven martial artist holds an extremely high status; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they wield the power of life and death over ordinary people.

Even if he is a member of the royal family, he is no different from an ordinary person in front of a level seven martial artist.

Chen Mo knew nothing about these things. He spent all his time surrounded by grandmasters and had no idea how strong he was.

Little did they know that with his power, he would be revered as an ancestor in any small country.

Seeing that the South Asian man remained silent and stared intently at him, Chen Mo's aura grew increasingly dangerous.

"Still being stubborn, looks like he's going to have to suffer the consequences."

Before the South Asian could react, Chen Mo pulled out a clump of hair still attached to the roots with force.

"ah..."

Just as the South Asian was about to scream, Chen Mo shoved his large slipper into his mouth.

The surrounding guests quickly backed away upon seeing this, not wanting to get involved in such trouble.

The two bodyguards beside the South Asian man were also stunned. They were only level three martial artists, no different from chicks in front of Chen Mo.

"This is a lesson for you. Be more careful when you're out and about in the future."

"If you dare make any sound after I pull out your slipper, I'll rip your tongue out."

"Do you understand?"

Chen Mo bent down and, regardless of whether the South Asian could understand him, pulled out his slippers.

"Let's buy another pair; we can't keep these."

Gu Feng frowned and tossed the pair of flip-flops, which were covered in saliva, aside.

The shop assistant was very perceptive and brought over a pair of new shoes, respectfully putting them on Chen Mo's feet.

"Rubbish."

Chen Mo threw the hair still attached to his hand on the ground, then turned and left with Ma Wanglin in his arms.

Ma Wanglin remained silent throughout, and was led away from the Grundfos store by Chen Mo.

"Have you hugged enough?"

Standing in front of the Grundfos store, Chen Mo released his hand and looked down at Ma Wanglin.

It wasn't that he was holding Ma Wanglin the whole time; rather, it was that Ma Wanglin was hugging his waist the whole time.

Luckily, he was strong and healthy. With the strength that Ma Wanglin had when he hugged someone, he could have squeezed a steel pipe into a steel bar.

"Ahem." Ma Wanglin only then realized what she was doing, and coughed lightly, somewhat embarrassed, as she released Chen Mo.

"You're strangling me! You're really strong, lady."

Chen Mo rubbed his flesh; even though he was very strong, he could still feel pain.

The hotel butler stood by the car without looking up, waiting for the group to get in.

"..." The blush on Ma Wanglin's face faded instantly, and the somewhat romantic atmosphere vanished in an instant.

"Come on, let's get in the car! Let's go back and see the beautiful older sister!"

Gu Feng didn't notice Ma Wanglin's strange behavior at all and pulled Chen Mo into the car.