"You... You know my strength?"

The Nanling Martial Fool looked at Ye Hao vigilantly. He came out, and from the start to the end, he hadn't released any aura at all. Even when he was kneeling on the ground, he used his body to support himself without using a trace of Inner Breath.

Others should logically be unable to perceive his strength, of course! Excluding one kind of people, those who are stronger than him.

But how could Ye Hao possibly be stronger than him? Ye Hao's National Martial Arts eighth level strength was seen through by him at a glance. He could only see through Ye Hao's strength, ordinary National Martial Arts twelfth level individuals, even Innate experts, might not be able to see through Ye Hao's strength.

Because Ye Hao has the eighth-generation system to hide his internal aura well. Of course! Although Ye Hao has the eighth-generation system to conceal his aura, the world is full of talented people, inevitably someone will see through his strength.

"Yes, National Martial Arts twelfth level," Ye Hao nodded and said.

"How do you know? You are only National Martial Arts eighth level, are you someone sent by my Nanling Family?" The Nanling Martial Fool released all of his aura. His shirt was inflated with Inner Breath and burst open with a bang.

The commotion between Ye Hao and the Nanling Martial Fool immediately attracted nearby people. However, when those people saw the Nanling Martial Fool bare-chested, they all thought he was ill and turned their gaze elsewhere.

Standing while looking down at Ye Hao, the Nanling Martial Fool was watched by Ye Hao who waved his hand and laughed, "Don't be so agitated, aren't you able to see through my strength too? I have a special treasure that can see your strength, that's all. If I were sent by your Nanling Clan, I wouldn't come here to chat with you."

"Then who are you?" The Nanling Martial Fool still looked at Ye Hao vigilantly.

"Someone who wants to help you. Didn't you say you were selling yourself to save your mother? I am the one who can give you a million," Ye Hao smiled and gestured for the Nanling Martial Fool to sit down.

Upon hearing this, the Nanling Martial Fool looked excitedly at Ye Hao and asked, "Can you really give me a million?"

"Hehe, of course! But even if I give you a million, it's useless," Ye Hao said.

"Why?" The Nanling Martial Fool looked at Ye Hao puzzled and asked.

"Hehe, think about it! Are you a direct descendant of the Nanling Clan?" Ye Hao asked.

"I suppose so, but the clan is controlled by my second uncle," said the Nanling Martial Fool.

"So that means your father is the eldest, and the others are your uncles, right?" Ye Hao asked.

"Hmm!"

"That's it then, you are a direct descendant of the Nanling Clan, and the closest line at that. Your father is incompetent, but they fear that you might be useful. You are a genius, reaching National Martial Arts twelfth level at such a young age. So they cannot allow you to develop, because you are the successor to the Nanling Clan." Ye Hao saw the Nanling Martial Fool looking at him quizzically, and he explained a bit helplessly, "In other words, you are the successor to the Nanling Clan. Others may currently occupy your position, but if one day you become stronger, they will worry about you taking control of the Nanling Clan. Therefore, they cannot release your mother; they must control her to threaten you."

Upon hearing this, the Nanling Martial Fool felt a bit confused. But after hearing Ye Hao say that the Nanling Clan could not release his mother, he instantly became agitated.

"Calm down, do you know where your greatest advantage and disadvantage lie?" Ye Hao asked as he helped the Nanling Martial Fool to sit down.

"I don't know, brother, I beg you to show me the path. The Martial Fool is helpless, only able to repay you with a lifetime of gratitude." As soon as he was helped to sit down by Ye Hao, he quickly knelt in front of Ye Hao again.

Ye Hao, helpless, had to pull him up because so many people were watching; otherwise, he would end up on the front page of the news.

"Now sit down, don't rush," Ye Hao said, letting him sit down.

"Brother..."

"Hehe, let me tell you, now if I give you a million to take back, they won't spare your mother. Moreover, the more money you take back, the more vigilant they will be towards you, because a single trip can earn you a million, which is indicative of your strength. Like I said before, the stronger you are, the more they will exclude you," Ye Hao laughed.

"Then brother, what should I do?" The Martial Fool looked at Ye Hao as if he saw someone guiding him on the right path.

"Hehe, here are ten thousand dollars. Later, I will go with you to convert these into one, five, and ten-dollar bills. You take these scattered ten thousand dollars back. Remember, pretend that you couldn't get any money or couldn't earn any money. Never let anyone know that the ten thousand dollars came from the same person. You have to appear as if many people gave you money, like you begged all the way back. Also, make sure you dirty your entire outfit a bit..." Ye Hao said.

"Why do it like this?" The Nanling Martial Fool asked.

"Because only by doing this can you rescue your mother, and maybe only then will they let your mother leave. Otherwise, if you directly bring back a million, you won't be able to take your mother away for the rest of your life," Ye Hao grunted.

The Nanling Martial Fool got anxious upon hearing this and quickly asked, "Then should I do as you said, and hand over ten thousand in scattered small bills to them?"

"Yes! Only this way will they lower their guard towards you, and only when they lower their guard, will you have the chance to take your mother away. Otherwise, your mother will be firmly controlled in their hands, threatening you in the future. Even if you surpass them in strength, you will still have to be concerned about your mother," Ye Hao advised.

"Brother, I understand what you say. In other words, you want me to play dumb. The more foolish I act, the more they will lower their guard towards me," the Nanling Martial Fool said as he seemed to have an epiphany.

"A teachable child..."

"What do you mean?"

Ye Hao awkwardly rubbed his nose, lamenting the lack of knowledge...

"I mean what you said, act dumb," Ye Hao nodded and said.

"Then I'll listen to you, brother. But brother, I don't know where to find change..." The Nanling Martial Fool looked at the hundred red RMB notes in Ye Hao's hand.

"I'll take you there!"

Subsequently, Ye Hao helped the Nanling Martial Fool get change for ten thousand dollars. Ye Hao's intention behind doing this was to help the Nanling Martial Fool play the fool, only in this way might the Nanling Martial Fool be able to get his mother out.

Once the Nanling Martial Fool gets his mother out, he will likely remember Ye Hao's kindness, and by then, Ye Hao will have another National Martial Arts twelfth level expert at his hand.

"Brother, I really appreciate you. I haven't asked for your name yet, could you tell me?" The Nanling Martial Fool gratefully asked Ye Hao, who had never held so much money and had walked from Jin Gate to Yanjing.

Now, carrying a somewhat tattered bag with ten thousand dollars inside, he felt rather anxious, afraid someone would rob him...(To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for it with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)

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