Wells's expression grew more flustered. "Mr. Wang, there must be some misunderstanding. Only one is fake, so perhaps not all of them here are fake. It's possible our boss was mistaken; such things can happen."
His words managed to slightly calm Mr. Wang's agitated mood.
"Crack!"
Just then, another crisp sound echoed.
Everyone quickly looked to the side.
Upon closer inspection, everyone was once again stunned into silence.
Chen Mo, it turned out, was now holding another piece of porcelain, which he also smashed onto the ground.
"You, what are you doing?!" Wells demanded, glaring at Chen Mo.
Chen Mo retorted with a cold smile, "One is a mistake in judgment. What if there are two?"
Mr. Wang crouched down, picked up a shard, examined the broken area, and his face darkened again.
"Mr. Wells, do you have anything else to explain?"
At this moment, Wells's face was uglier than if he had eaten ten pounds of dead rats.
He had never expected Chen Mo to smash another porcelain piece.
Wells suddenly clutched his stomach. "Ouch, ouch, my stomach suddenly feels unwell. I need to go to the restroom. Mr. Wang, I'll explain to you later."
Without waiting for Mr. Wang's consent, Wells moved to bolt out of the warehouse.
However, a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.
Seeing it was Chen Mo, Wells's eyes flashed with a cold glint. He said coldly, "Sir, are you perhaps trying to restrict my freedom?"
Chen Mo smiled calmly. "Mr. Wells, you misunderstand. I am, if I may say so, a doctor. I can treat your condition."
"Ridiculous. I just want to use the restroom, and you can treat that?" Wells questioned icily.
He harbored no friendliness towards Chen Mo, as it was because of Chen Mo that Wang Dezhong had discovered the trickery with these porcelain pieces.
"Yes, I can treat it, of course, I can," Chen Mo said, a smile playing on his lips.
Wells's face was grim. He was about to express that he couldn't hold it any longer.
Suddenly, Chen Mo produced several silver needles and inserted them directly into Wells's lower abdomen.
In an instant, Wells's eyes widened.
"You, what did you do to me?" Wells demanded.
Chen Mo smiled. "Of course, I'm treating Mr. Wells. I told you, I'm a doctor. Don't you feel like your stomach doesn't hurt anymore?"
Wells continued to clutch his stomach. "A needle can cure it? Heh, what a joke. I ate something bad. If you don't let me go to the toilet soon, I won't be able to hold it, and the warehouse will get dirty. Mr. Wang, don't blame me then."
Mr. Wang's face was stern, and he was about to order someone to escort Wells to the restroom.
Chen Mo, however, let out a cold laugh and waved his hand. "It's fine. If Mr. Wells can relieve himself, we'll find someone to clean it up. Of course, I'll personally buy Mr. Wells a new set of clothes."
Wells's face turned green. He hadn't expected Chen Mo to be so troublesome.
However, in order to escape, Wells tensed his buttocks, intending to embarrass the people in front of him.
Seeing the change in Wells's expression, Meng Zhuqing couldn't help but step back a few paces, a look of disgust on her face.
But soon, Wells's expression changed.
Because he discovered that he felt absolutely nothing!
Then, he exerted pressure in his lower abdomen, and Wells was once again astonished to find that there was no reaction in the front either!
He had drunk several glasses of water, but he never expected this to happen.
Chen Mo's lips curved into a slight arc. "Mr. Wells, don't waste your effort. It's useless. Just wait for the police to arrive honestly."
Wells still refused to believe it, gritting his teeth and continuing to strain in secret.
However, he endured until the sound of police sirens could be heard, and Wells still couldn't succeed.
"Thump!"
Wells saw the figures in uniform at the entrance and slumped to the ground, his face filled with despair.
Seeing Wells being taken away, Mr. Wang finally let out a sigh of relief and looked at Chen Mo. "Young man, thank you so much today. If you hadn't discovered the problem in time, I, this old man, would have suffered a great loss."
Chen Mo quickly waved his hand. "Mr. Wang is highly respected. He has dedicated his life to the return of national antiques. What is this little thing I did compared to that? It's hardly worth mentioning."
"Hahahahaha." Mr. Wang burst into laughter.
He patted Chen Mo on the shoulder. "Good, good. You're young but know not to be arrogant or impatient, and you have such talent in the antique industry. This is truly a great fortune for the antique world."
"I dare not, I dare not. How can a junior like me deserve such praise?" Chen Mo cupped his hands in modesty.
Meng Zhuqing, standing nearby, couldn't help but chuckle. "Mr. Wang, it's quite amusing to see you two, old and young, exchanging pleasantries here."
"If you truly wish to thank Chen Mo, perhaps you could do him a favor."
"Oh? What favor?" Mr. Wang asked, puzzled.
Meng Zhuqing didn't hide anything. "Mr. Wang, Chen Mo is a doctor. He recently needs several medicinal ingredients and wishes to purchase them from you."
"Medicinal ingredients?" Mr. Wang looked at Chen Mo in surprise.
Chen Mo cupped his hands. "Yes. I heard from Zhuqing that you have ingredients like Four-Eyed Bodhi. I happen to need these ingredients, so I wanted to buy some from you."
Mr. Wang immediately laughed. "Hahaha, is that all? You just want some medicinal ingredients? Young man, follow me."
With that, Mr. Wang led Chen Mo and Meng Zhuqing towards a vault within the warehouse.
Upon opening the vault, a rich medicinal aroma immediately wafted out.
"As I've gotten older, I've become fearful of death, so I purchase and collect precious medicinal ingredients to be prepared for any eventuality," Mr. Wang explained.
Chen Mo was inwardly startled.
Because he discovered that the warehouse before him contained most of the rare medicinal ingredients he needed!
"I never expected this old fellow to have so many good things," the Old Ancestor couldn't help but exclaim.
"If you could acquire all of this, I believe your cultivation could advance further."
Chen Mo pretended not to hear.
Acquire all of it, how could that be possible!
If he really took it all, Mr. Wang would probably chase him out with a broom.
Chen Mo had his eyes on two medicinal ingredients: Four-Eyed Bodhi and Thousand-Year Mulberry Needle.
Just as he was about to pay, Mr. Wang stopped him.
"Young man, I can give you these two medicinal ingredients as a gift, but I have a small request," Mr. Wang said calmly.
Chen Mo was surprised. These were medicinal ingredients worth tens of millions, and the man wanted to give them to him?
Without immediately agreeing, Chen Mo asked, "Please state your request, Mr. Wang. If it's something I can do, I will do my best."