Upon receiving Yoon-Min's fierce glare, Ah Mieu reined in his playful attitude and said.
"Okay, okay. I won't tease Brother Yoon-Min about this anymore."
However, even though he said this, there was still a slight upturn at the corner of his lips.
Yoon-Min looked at the boy in front of him and felt that the sense of pity he had for him had all been in vain.
"You little brat..."
After suppressing his desire to start cursing, Yoon-Min let out a breath to calm his annoyance, and then said.
"Since you've confirmed my qualifications for becoming your partner, you wouldn't mind if I ask questions of my own, right?"
Ah Mieu smiled, neither confirming nor denying his questions before were probing attempts.
Yoon-Min clicked his tongue upon seeing his silence before his expression became serious as he asked.
"What plan did you propose to my grandfather? Explain it to me in as much detail as possible. But let me tell you this, if it's disadvantageous for my Han Clan, then you can just leave now."
Ah Mieu didn't mind Yoon-Min's words and only chuckled lightly. He then gave a short recap of the plan he had told Grandpa Mo.
After listening to Ah Mieu's plan, Yoon-Min remained silent for a long while with a deep frown on his face.
Ah Mieu wasn't in a rush to get a response, so he went back to swinging his feet over the edge of the bed while looking up at the ceiling.
Only after a full ten minutes did Yoon-Min react, but it was to furrow his brow even deeper. He had gone through all the memories he received from his future self to determine the feasibility of Ah Mieu's plan. However, the only thing that came out of it was that he became bewildered.
This was not because he could not understand Ah Mieu's plan, but because he could not understand why the situation before him was so different from those in his future memories. Ah Mieu's approach of using culture to influence the cultivation world was so far removed from his attempt at massacring the Sects and Clans in the Upper Circle that he wondered if those memories were just the fantasies of a child.
If it were not for the fact that he confirmed several future events from his memories, Yoon-Min would have truly doubted those memories.
Shaking his head to get his thoughts in order, Yoon-Min looked at Ah Mieu, who was staring at the ceiling, and finally spoke.
"Ah Mieu..."
Having his thoughts interrupted, Ah Mieu instinctively turned to look at Yoon-Min. He was then about to open his mouth to ask if Yoon-Min had made up his mind; however, he suddenly stopped himself. His eyes behind his bangs then narrowed into slits as he looked at Yoon-Min with suspicion.
He had felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart upon hearing Yoon-Min suddenly call his name. For some reason, it sounded as if—as if Yoon-Min was familiar with him.
Ah Mieu had no idea why he had felt such an emotion, but he was not one to ignore these instinctive feelings, so he was very suspicious of Yoon-Min at this moment, and he began to wonder if Yoon-Min had met him before.
'Could it be that he had secretly visited the Nine Desires Pavilion in the past when I was asleep?'
Ah Mieu recalled Yoon-Min's overreaction upon discovering his identity and became even more suspicious.
Yoon-Min, who had no idea of the outrageous thoughts Ah Mieu was having about him, wore a serious expression as he said.
"If you truly intend to ingrain yourself into the cultivation world in such a way, wouldn't it take several years to accomplish?"
Ah Mieu placed his suspicions of Yoon-Min at the back of his mind and reply with a nod.
"That's right. It will take three years to lay a foundation, and at most fifteen to twenty years for that plan to begin to influence the Upper Circles and the entire cultivation world of the Pangaea Continent."
Upon hearing those words and seeing Ah Mieu's calm look, Yoon-Min couldn't help but shiver. In truth, he had thought such a plan would take decades to be realized, but Ah Mieu's estimation of only two decades shocked him. However, he did not doubt his words. Though he remained silent in thought.
Ah Mieu, upon seeing his silence, added with a smile.
"Of course, this is without the help of your Han Clan. If your Han Clan were to help me, then that time can be cut down to at most ten years. The time to build a foundation can even be shortened to a single year."
This time, Yoon-Min could not remain composed. He uncrossed his legs before propping his elbow on his left knee and resting his chin in his palm. At the same time, he started tapping his right knee with his index finger.
After a few seconds, he looked at Ah Mieu, who had been silently staring at him with a smiling expression. He paused, then grumbled out.
"Fine, I agree. My Han Clan will cooperate with you."
The smile on Ah Mieu's face widened before he stretched out his hand, intending to offer a handshake to seal their deal.
Yoon-Min saw this and smirked. Without much thought, he raised his hand high and smacked Ah Mieu's palm.
Ah Mieu couldn't react in time, and as the loud sound of the two palms colliding echoed out in the room, it was accompanied by a stinging sensation blossoming in his hand that quickly traveled up the nerves in his arm. Ah Mieu's body trembled slightly, and he released a suppressed groan as he clutched his right hand and began rolling around on the bed.
Upon seeing this, Yoon-Min chuckled sinisterly and said.
"Cheeky brat, from now on, you're going to listen to this Big Brother. If I tell you to jump, then you should ask how high. As for that plan of yours, I still don't have much confidence in you managing to pull it off, but rest assured, the Han Clan's resources are your resources."
After enduring the pain in his palm, Ah Mieu rolled over to face Yoon-Min. His hair had shifted from his face, revealing his sapphire blue and ruby red pupils, which were filled with unshed tears, and an angry expression.
Yoon-Min saw this scene, and his heart involuntarily skipped a beat. With this brat's tear-filled eyes and angry expression, if one had no prior knowledge upon seeing this scene, one would think he was an angry maiden who was teased to the point of tears by Yoon-Min.
Yoon-Min reacted quickly by pressing down Ah Mieu's head into the bed and began ruthlessly ruffling his hair.
"Stinky brat, how dare you look at your Big Brother with such an expression? Are you tired of living?!"
Ah Mieu tried to resist Yoon-Min, but having not started his cultivation, he was like a small chick in front of a tiger.
After suppressing Ah Mieu, Yoon-Min felt that all the frustrations from the incident before had been vented, and he felt utterly refreshed. He even began looking forward to the incoming days.
Looking at Ah Mieu, who had his hair turned into a bird's nest while having his clothes disheveled, Yoon-Min pursed his lips and said.
"It's still a bit early in the morning, so let's wash up first before we discuss that plan of yours."
After saying that, Yoon-Min casually picked up Ah Mieu off the bed and slung him over his shoulder like a sack of rice.
"Judging from your clothes, it seems you don't have any. I'll give you some of my old ones. Come on, let's go."
As Yoon-Min carried him over his shoulder out of the room, Ah Mieu didn't even bother to resist anymore and just let him have his way. However, he secretly gritted his teeth and thought in his heart that after he started his cultivation and reached a sufficient level, he would find a way to suppress this bastard and have him kneel in front of him and call him father!