While the Gale family was in a gloomy mood, the Xiao family was basking in joy.
Mo Yu's reputation within the Xiao family grew day by day with the rising popularity of the Thunder Fire Pearls.
After several days of sales, the original 500 Thunder Fire Pearls were sold out. After requesting another 500 materials from the family, Mo Yu quickly ramped up the refining process and delivered the new batch.
The atmosphere of celebration intensified when Xiao Yan, dressed in black, discreetly delivered another batch of Blood Coagulation Powder in the morning.
"Haha, let's see how arrogant the Gale family can be. With the help of the old gentleman and Xiaoyu, my Xiao family is already invincible," Xiao Zhan said with a smile, stroking the green bottle and black beads in his hand.
"Yes, in just a few days, the popularity of our market has doubled compared to its previous peak. Adding the sales share of healing medicine and Thunder Fire Pearls, the profit from these few days alone is already comparable to the Xiao family's income over the past two or three months!" The calm elder smiled happily at the impressive results.
Xiao Zhan smiled and nodded. Then, he turned to look at Xiao Yan, who was sitting on a chair looking a bit bored, and then at Mo Yu, who had greatly contributed to the family. He scolded playfully, "You little rascal, can't you learn from Xiao Yu? Even if you don't have great abilities, you could at least stay at home quietly. Every time the old man comes over, he can't see you."
After being scolded without reason, Xiao Yan rolled his eyes innocently. Mo Yu laughed and said, "Haha, Uncle, if Xiao Yan hadn't been out and about, how could he have met a mysterious and powerful person like the old gentleman? Don't blame him."
Seeing Mo Yu defend Xiao Yan, Xiao Zhan, who was originally grumbling casually, also laughed and said, "Well, Xiaoyu, you've said it all. The family was able to overcome the crisis thanks to your help. The family will never forget your contribution. Later on, half of the profit from the sale of the Thunder Fire Pearls will be given to you by your grandfather, Butler Mo."
Hearing this, Mo Yu nodded slightly. Although the amount was not substantial, adding up to 100,000 yuan, it was enough for his grandfather to live comfortably.
After Xiao Zhan handled some family matters, Xiao Yan, feeling a bit bored, left the meeting room early. Soon after, Mo Yu also said his goodbyes.
Once Mo Yu left the family meeting room, he went to his room, where Butler Mo was waiting for him, looking quite happy.
Seeing the old man's joyful expression, Mo Yu felt that his efforts for the Xiao family were not in vain.
Mo Yu did not accept the gold coins given by the family but entrusted them to his grandfather for safekeeping.
After saying goodbye to his grandfather, Mo Yu was about to leave the Xiao family and head to the back mountain to practice martial arts when a charming voice suddenly called out from behind.
"Master Mo Yu, long time no see."
Turning around, Mo Yu saw a mature woman in a red cheongsam standing by the door with a smile on her face. The tight red cheongsam accentuated her exquisite curves and her snake-like waist swayed gracefully. The slit at the hem of the cheongsam extended all the way to her thigh, revealing glimpses of her snow-white skin, making for a captivating sight.
"Ya Fei." Mo Yu raised his eyebrows slightly upon seeing her and asked curiously, "Are you here to discuss cooperation with the clan leader?"
Mo Yu recalled that Xiao Yan, under Yao Lao's influence, often went to auctions to sell foundation-building liquids. With the conflict between the Xiao family and the Gale family, Xiao Yan might have already negotiated with the Mitel family.
Hearing this, Ya Fei was surprised at how quickly Mo Yu had guessed her purpose and nodded silently.
Besides cooperating with the Xiao family at Yao Lao's request, she had another reason for her visit.
Ya Fei had an excellent memory. She had seen the hands of the mysterious black-robed weapon refiner at the auction, which were as youthful and energetic as those of a young man. With Mo Yu now claiming to have received instruction from a weapon refiner, it was logical to suspect that Mo Yu might be connected to the mysterious black-robed refiner.
If one considered it further, the black-robed refiner at the auction might actually have been Mo Yu, and the weapons sold were likely made by Mo Yu's "master."
Biting her red lips slightly with her pearly teeth, Ya Fei glanced at the young man next to her. He wore a modest green shirt and had a slender body, a handsome, indifferent face, and eyes as deep and calm as a starry sea.
Despite her examination, Ya Fei found it hard to believe that the person who had "teased" her at the auction was now the talented young man recently gaining fame.
"Have you seen enough?" Just as Ya Fei smiled with a hint of helplessness, Mo Yu seemed to guess her thoughts and chuckled.
Slowing her steps, Ya Fei sighed softly, "Should I call you Mr. Mo Yu or little brother Mo Yu?"
"Did you recognize me?" Mo Yu chuckled, stroking his chin.
Ya Fei's jade hand brushed aside the strands of hair falling on her forehead. Her graceful demeanor made the Xiao family patrol guards nearby stare in admiration. She pursed her red lips and smiled bitterly, "Well, there aren't many weapon refiners. If you think about it carefully, it's not hard to guess. I assume the weapon you auctioned last time was made by your master."
Mo Yu didn't correct Ya Fei's misunderstanding. He nodded calmly and said, "Master doesn't like to meet strangers, so the black-robed person who went to the Mitel Auction was indeed me."
Hearing Mo Yu's confirmation, Ya Fei felt relieved. She then added with a hint of frustration, "In that case, you can just hand the items over to our auction house and auction them off confidently. Why did you still need to... still need to..."
As she spoke, Ya Fei, usually elegant and composed, actually blushed.
Mo Yu understood what Ya Fei meant but, faced with such an outstanding female character from the original novel, he couldn't help but make some common mistakes. He responded a bit awkwardly, "I'm sorry. I will visit you to apologize when I have time."
After saying this, Mo Yu turned and left. His identity was not as sensitive as Xiao Yan's, so it wasn't a big deal if it was exposed.
Watching Mo Yu leave in a relaxed manner, Ya Fei's eyes flashed with resentment, and she gritted her teeth in frustration.
"This little rascal already has a fiancée and once asked me to marry him!"