"Painkillers aren't needed anymore?" Xu Mo felt a wave of relief in his heart.
It's good that the master planned to establish a new venture here, so he still had a use. Otherwise, without the need for painkillers, perhaps the master wouldn't take an interest in other things either.
If he really had to go back, how disappointed his elderly parents would be.
During recent communications with his family, he learned that his prospects were improving evermore, and his relationship with his parents finally began to calm. Moreover, he could finally see some smiles on his parents' faces.
To be honest, Xu Mo, who had completely escaped the quagmire, really did not want to return to the past.
At that moment, Zhao Guang suddenly said, "Do you know of any other strong methods of pain relief?"
"Stronger than those painkillers? That would only leave contraband," Xu Mo said as a matter of course.
