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

"I'm giving you a chance to rephrase your words."

Chen Mo, holding his S-grade alloy battle axe, raised an eyebrow at Chen Yi.

The S-grade alloy battle axe in his hand weighs 475 kilograms and is worth an astronomical sum.

However, the grandmasters in the Grandmaster Academy doted on Chen Mo and didn't let him use his credits to exchange for it.

Geng Lianhu personally crafted this S-grade alloy battle axe for Chen Mo, or rather, Chen Yi, which is the main reason why he was delayed for so many days.

"Brother, no, Master Chen!"

Chen Yi was immediately impressed upon seeing the S-class alloy battle axe, and smoothly slid down to her knees to hug Chen Mo's leg.

"I was blind before, please forgive me, sir."

"Ugh~~~" Chen Mo gave Chen Yi a disdainful look and handed him the S-grade alloy battle axe.

"Here you go, don't try to disgust me."

"Haha! You little rascal, you're not as shrewd as your older sister, are you!"

Chen Yi's expression changed the moment she got the battle axe, and she stuck out her tongue at Chen Mo.

"It's good that we got the goods; everything else is minor."

"Anyway, no one will believe I'd beg you for something..."

Chen Yi's voice trailed off as she noticed Chen Mo's headphones were flashing.

"Xiao He Miao, did you record everything?"

Chen Mo grinned wickedly, a smile even more sinister than that of the cultists.

"It's been recorded, but Chen Mo, is this really a good idea?"

He Miao's voice rang out, and she asked hesitantly.

"There's nothing wrong with it. I'm going to play it on a big screen for 24 hours straight on her wedding day!"

Chen Mo laughed heartily, while Chen Yi's face turned bright red with anger.

"I'm not getting married, and I'll never give you that chance!"

Chen Yi instinctively wanted to pounce on Chen Mo and teach him a lesson, but she held back when she sensed the faint yet powerful aura emanating from Chen Mo.

"Alright, alright, I'm not teasing you anymore."

Chen Mo waved his hand, then magically produced two sealed bottles from his palm.

"Sister, the black bottle on the left is an energy liquid that can help you promote your body's tempering."

"This little white bottle on the right is the essence of the Grandmaster, and I really don't want you to have the chance to use it."

"Wait a minute, where did you get all this energy liquid and Grandmaster's essence?"

Chen Yi interrupted Chen Mo, asking if her silly younger brother knew how precious the things he had taken out were.

"Don't worry about it. I'll definitely keep enough for myself, and only the extra will be given to you."

Chen Mo shook his head and placed the two small bottles into Chen Yi's hand.

"That's all, you can play by yourself."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he was about to leave when Chen Yi grabbed his wrist as soon as he stood up.

"Wait a minute, it just dawned on me."

Chen Yi's expression was unusually serious. She raised Chen Mo's right hand and pointed at the storage ring.

"This...it wouldn't happen to be Grand Duke Vladimir's storage ring, would it?"

"How did you know?" Chen Mo was somewhat surprised. It seemed like everyone knew Grand Duke Vladimir.

It seems he's the only one who doesn't know him...

"A few days ago, he conducted joint defense exchanges with the Northern Army and sent a large amount of special resources from the ice caves."

"At least half of those resources were transferred to my account, but I didn't want them and returned them all."

"You little brat...you wouldn't be having an affair with one of Vladimir's girls, would you?"

Chen Yi was quite quick-witted; by connecting the events that occurred before and after, she was able to deduce some things.

"No, it's more like he's trying to curry favor with me?"

Chen Mo touched his nose. He couldn't very well say that Grand Prince Vladimir had taken a liking to his genes, could he?

Why would a grandmaster want to curry favor with you?

Chen Yi found it increasingly strange. Even if his younger brother was exceptionally talented, a Grandmaster-level expert wouldn't need to come and curry favor with him.

This is very strange; there's definitely something wrong!

"Who knows? Maybe it's just my personal charm that's so strong?"

Chen Mo couldn't say anything carelessly about this matter, so he could only make up an excuse to get by.

"Let me tell you, the women of the Vladimir family are all no good. You're absolutely forbidden from dating any of them!"

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes and said solemnly.

"If you're really feeling pent up, I can introduce you to my classmates and female classmates."

"You are absolutely forbidden from having any relationship with any woman from the Vladimir family!"

"Do you understand?!"

"Okay, okay, I understand."

Chen Mo nodded repeatedly, and Chen Yi, seeing that he seemed to have really listened, finally let go of his hand.

"Alright, go play now."

Just like she would when Chen Mo was a child, Chen Yi stood on tiptoe to pat his head.

But after trying it a couple of times, I found that my little brother, who used to follow me around with a runny nose, seemed to have really... grown up.

Finally, Chen Yi patted Chen Mo on the shoulder, turned around and began fiddling with his new battle axe.

Why do I feel like I'm getting shorter?

Chen Mo muttered something and turned to leave Chen Yi's room.

At 3 p.m., Chen Mo, who was watching mind-numbing short videos, suddenly sat up.

"Come on, follow me downstairs."

Chen Mo patted Yang Zuo, who was sitting next to him. This idiot had been sitting upright all day.

Xu Liu's stomach rumbled more than once, but she was busy adjusting the braising liquid and had long forgotten about lunch.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Zuo's颓废 (颓废: decadent/dejected) aura vanished instantly, and he became sharp and shrewd.

Like a spear that can pierce the sky, it forges ahead without hesitation.

"My dad is back. He can't carry all that meat by himself, so he asked me to come downstairs and help him."

"Although he told me not to call you."

"But! You can't just sit here and wait to be fed; you have to do some work too."

"Hurry up, come downstairs with me to get the meat."

Chen Mo patted Yang Zuo on the shoulder, and Yang Zuo's aura became even more imposing.

"No problem, I can now lift 26 tons with one arm, so I should be able to get them all back."

Yang Zuo nodded very seriously, and what he said made Chen Mo fall silent.