Increase Performance for Jiang Huihui

Xu Mu looked at Chen Cai with a smile and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Of course, it's about my son. Name your terms—what do I need to do for you to give me that miracle doctor’s contact information?"

Chen Cai had been driven to frustration by her son these past few days.

But then again, this was a serious matter. She was counting on Feng Jian to marry Shen Wanning into their family.

As a woman, she knew all too well that a man couldn’t afford to be… incapable.

After all, she had suffered the consequences firsthand.

"I don’t have his contact info," Xu Mu replied with a chuckle. "What do you think a 'miracle doctor' is? They’re like a dragon—seen in glimpses, never fully revealed."

"Hmph."

Chen Cai let out a light laugh, then stood and walked toward the dining table in the distance.

She picked up a bottle of Lafite from the table and waved it at Xu Mu. "Shall I have them serve the food? Have a few drinks before you go?"

"No need. I have other matters to attend to—I’ll take my leave now."

Xu Mu stretched lazily and stood up to leave.

"Then I won’t see you out."

Chen Cai poured herself a glass of red wine, her gaze darkening as she watched Xu Mu’s retreating figure.

Once Xu Mu stepped out of the suite, Meng Wanyue, who had been waiting outside, immediately approached.

"Master Xu! Did you get it? That miracle doctor’s medicine—"

Feng Jian walked over eagerly, rubbing his hands together.

"Go ask your mother. She just wasted my time."

With that, Xu Mu left with Meng Wanyue, taking the elevator downstairs.

Feng Jian’s cheerful expression instantly vanished.

He stormed into the private dining room and found Chen Cai sitting at the table, sipping her wine.

"Mom! What’s going on? Where’s my medicine?" he shouted the moment he entered.

He had been thrilled when he learned his mother was meeting Xu Mu today—finally, his condition could be cured.

He’d even started messaging girls on his phone earlier, already making plans.

"Useless fool! I used to think that even at your worst, you were still better than Xu Mu. But now I see—you’re not even on his level!"

Chen Cai snorted coldly. "Xu Mu has dirt on our family. He deserves to die!"

"But if Xu Mu dies, what about my condition—"

"I’ll take you to the best hospitals abroad."

Chen Cai took a slow sip of wine.

Feng Jian wailed, "What if they can’t cure me? Mom! If I can’t recover, our family line ends with me! You don’t want that, do you?"

"With today’s medical technology, they can extract a sample, inject it into a woman, or use IVF. You can still have children—you just won’t be able to perform."

Chen Cai took another delicate sip. "Give it up. Women will only slow you down."

……

Xu Mu and Meng Wanyue took the elevator down to the first floor.

Nothing seemed out of place—the waitstaff and other employees were all busy with their tasks.

They headed to their car, and Xu Mu scanned the surroundings with his heightened senses.

Everything was exactly as it had been when they arrived. Up in the penthouse, Chen Cai was still sitting at the table, drinking.

"Something’s off. This was definitely a setup."

Xu Mu glanced at Meng Wanyue. "Wanyue, check if they’ve planted anything on our car."

"Got it."

Meng Wanyue pulled out her phone and ran a scan. "Master Xu, you were right. There’s a GPS tracker on our car—looks like a standard model."

"Must be under the chassis."

Xu Mu crossed his arms and gazed out the window. "Leave it for now. Let’s head back the way we came."

"Understood."

Meng Wanyue nodded and started driving toward downtown Yang City.

As they left, Xu Mu focused his senses on Chen Cai again—she was now making a phone call.

BOOM!

Just as Meng Wanyue accelerated, a deafening crash echoed from the road ahead.

Xu Mu narrowed his eyes. Two large trucks had collided, completely blocking the only route back to the city.

This wasn’t just a fender-bender—one of the trucks had toppled over.

Clearing the road would take at least an hour.

Xu Mu smirked. So this was their play.

Most people would turn around and take the detour through the outskirts.

And if he had to guess, Chen Cai’s people were waiting for them there.

"Master Xu, she’s forcing us to take the back roads, isn’t she?" Meng Wanyue saw through the scheme.

"Exactly. They’ll be lying in ambush."

Xu Mu was certain now. The moment they left, Chen Cai had made that call—likely to coordinate the truck drivers.

And given her conversation with Dai Xiao earlier, there might even be martial artists involved.

"So what do we do?" Meng Wanyue asked. "Wait here, or turn back?"

"What do you think?" Xu Mu grinned.

"Your safety comes first."

Meng Wanyue preferred waiting. She wasn’t sure what awaited them on the detour, and though she’d protect Xu Mu at all costs, it was better not to take risks.

"Actually, I have an idea."

Xu Mu pulled out his phone and dialed Jiang Huihui.

As a friend, he might as well give her a chance to earn some credit.

"Xu Mu? What’s up?" Jiang Huihui’s voice crackled through the line.

"I might be walking into trouble. There could be martial artists coming after me—"

"Where are you? I’m on my way!"

Jiang Huihui cut him off, her voice brimming with excitement.

"This doesn’t count as me owing you, right?" Xu Mu teased.

"Brother! I’m the one who owes you!"

Jiang Huihui pressed, "Where? Hurry up and tell me! And don’t let Meng Wanyue take them all—save some for me!"

Xu Mu laughed. "I’ll send you the location."

After hanging up, Meng Wanyue gave him an impressed look. "Master Xu, you’re brilliant."

"Gotta make the most of available resources."

Xu Mu leaned back in his seat, relaxed, and waited.

……

Meanwhile, in the penthouse suite, Chen Cai sipped her wine, her eyes fixed on the blinking dot on her phone.

Nearly twenty minutes had passed, and Xu Mu’s car hadn’t moved an inch.

Was he really going to wait until the road reopened?

Rumors painted him as impulsive—why was he being so patient now?

"Did that brat figure out my plan?"

Her expression darkened. She snatched her phone and dialed another number.

"Madam Chen!" A middle-aged man’s voice answered.

"What’s Xu Mu doing?" she demanded.

"No idea! He’s just sitting in the car, engine off," the man replied.

"I don’t care how you do it—make him turn around now!" she snapped.

"Madam Chen! A woman just got into his car—they’re moving! They’re turning back!"

The man’s sudden report made her lips curl in triumph.

"Good!"

She hung up and checked the tracker—the dot was indeed on the move.

Chen Cai exhaled in relief and took another sip of wine, her eyes icy.

"Xu Mu… you shouldn’t have crossed me."

……

"Here, brother—a reward for you."

The moment Jiang Huihui slid into the car, she pulled out a stick of gum and handed it to Xu Mu with a grin.

"Not bubblegum this time?"

Xu Mu accepted it, amused.

"Gotta switch things up once in a while."

Jiang Huihui sat in the back seat, her gaze fixed straight ahead.

Finally, a job had come her way—two whole months had passed since her last fight.

The deadline for the bet with her family was drawing closer.

There was no way she’d marry some stranger. She had to complete the mission before time ran out.

Meng Wanyue drove until they reached the outskirts of the city.

Suddenly, several cars parked along the roadside in the distance moved, blocking the road ahead.

A group of masked figures, armed with rebar rods and machetes, charged toward them.