Bab 67: Chapter 58: I Want Some Peace and Quiet_2

"Then, I want to use this power to achieve some of the things I want to do. For instance...it could come into play during a war, or it could be used in business..." Chu Mo looked at the one-armed middle-aged man: "Uncle, is my idea too naive?"

The one-armed middle-aged man thought for a moment, then replied, "The idea isn't childish, but it will require a substantial amount of financial backing. Even though I don't know exactly what you intend to do, I will definitely support you!"

"Heh, I knew one-armed uncle's spirit isn't old yet." Chu Mo laughed happily.

How could a martial artist in his thirties who had cultivated up to the level of Primordial Pass be a man without ambition? Having lost an arm and virtually cutting off his path to cultivation, being confined within the General's Mansion is tantamount to a fatal blow to one-armed uncle.