Chapter 707

Soon, inside the carriage.

The three of them shared a carriage, and Gao Changwen told them bit by bit what had happened in the morning.

However, he specifically omitted that he was going to the Chunhua Pavilion, changing it to going to the academy to audit classes, and then accidentally meeting Mo Yuan setting up a stall.

"I solved that Rubik's cube and went straight to that old man for money, but Father, guess what? He had no money and claimed to be the Mohist Juzi."

"I thought, isn't he treating me like a fool? What kind of person is the Mohist Juzi? Would he go back on his word and not pay his debts?"

"This must be a scammer trying to cheat me out of money!"

Gao Feng subconsciously asked, "Keep going, what did you do?"

"I am, after all, of the Ding Duke Prefecture, full of martial spirit; could I tolerate him?"

Gao Feng felt an increasingly bad premonition and asked again, "And then? What did you do?"

"I gave him two punches."

Gao Feng felt dizzy, almost fainting.

The Mohist Juzi of the seven kingdoms was beaten by Gao Changwen?

"You really hit him?" he asked in disbelief.

"One punch to the left eye and one to the right, making him see stars."

"But after hitting him, I gradually realized he really was the Mohist Juzi."

Saying this, Gao Changwen scratched his head in embarrassment.

Gao Feng: "..."

Only at this moment did he accept this absurd reality, but deep down, he still felt a sense of disbelief.

His second son really became the next Mohist Juzi?

And he started by giving the Mohist Juzi two solid punches, and even beat him until he had no temper left.

Gao Yang, on the other hand, was full of surprise.

He hadn't expected that besides the Luban lock, the Mohist ancestral treasure was actually—a Rubik's cube.

The former Mohist Juzi had actually created such an ancestral treasure.

This instantly piqued Gao Yang's curiosity.

This... is this a coincidence?

He fell into deep thought.

For a time, the three had their own thoughts; Gao Changwen was full of pride, immersed in the state of being the first time in his life to stun Gao Feng, making every cell in his body feel extremely comfortable.

Gao Feng was immersed in great shock, belonging to a state of being unable to believe it but having to believe it.

Beside them, Gao Yang was lost in thought, extremely curious about the Mohists.

"Father, forget about eating thirty piculs of dung; just give me some silver."

After a long time, Gao Changwen's voice broke the silence in the carriage.

Gao Feng looked over and subconsciously asked, "What do you need silver for?"

Gao Changwen rubbed his hands. "Didn't I become the next Mohist Juzi? Naturally, I have to build a good relationship with the previous Juzi."

"I've already made an appointment with that Mohist Juzi to drink and chat at the Chunhua Pavilion tonight, to apologize for the two punches I gave him, but unfortunately, my pockets are empty..."

"Chunhua Pavilion? The Mohist Juzi has a noble status and a clean reputation across the seven kingdoms; would he agree to this?"

Gao Feng's voice was filled with disbelief.

Gao Changwen nodded, his tone matter-of-fact. "Who wouldn't want to go to a place like the Chunhua Pavilion?"

"Not to mention I'm treating him; this is such a good thing, I can't think of a reason for him to refuse."

At this time, Gao Yang suddenly spoke, "How old is that Mohist Juzi?"

Gao Changwen pondered for a moment and then said, "He doesn't look young, about seventy or so."

Gao Yang: "..."

Gao Feng: "..."

"Father and Brother, don't worry, I have a medicine that makes you incredibly vigorous once you take it, and it does very little damage to the human body!"

"Seventy, it's not a big problem!"

"..."

Honglu Temple.

Chu Ningyu was pacing back and forth in the room, occasionally looking at the main gate.

Mo Tiancang picked up a cup of hot tea, his expression calm.

He said, "Great Princess, do not worry. My senior brother has traveled across the seven kingdoms, his methods are extraordinary, and the Mohist ancestral treasure is even more exquisite. As long as we confirm the identity of the true Living Yama, my senior brother will surely teach him a lesson."

Chu Ningyu, upon hearing this, also showed a relaxed smile on her face.

"That's right, the Mohist mechanism is indeed extraordinarily difficult, and that square thing looks like a headache just looking at it, as if one's brain would grow another brain. This time, even if it's the Da Qian Living Yama, he will definitely have no way to solve it."

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a disheveled figure appeared in everyone's sight.

Mo Yuan, sporting a pair of panda eyes, walked into the room.