Father Xu and Mrs. Xu exchanged a glance, both a little hesitant.
They were used to living frugally, so the sudden talk of moving to a big house was hard for them to accept at first.
"Dad, Mom," Xu Wuyi said, softening his tone. "I'm not trying to buy a mansion to show off. It's partly for my Cultivation, and partly because you're getting older. Living in a better environment will be good for your health."
His last words made Mrs. Xu's eyes well up.
"Okay… okay." Mrs. Xu dabbed at the corners of her eyes. "We'll listen to you."
Father Xu also nodded. "You can make the arrangements."
Xu Wuyi breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright, I'll contact the person who handles these things."
He opened his terminal, found Chen Mo's communication code, and placed the call.
The call connected three seconds later.
"Martial Artist Xu?"
"Lieutenant Colonel Chen, I need you to come by."
"I'll be right there."
Ten minutes later, Chen Mo knocked and entered.
