There must be something on the first Red King that the royal family wants to take back, Supreme Heaven? No, that's not right. Supreme Heaven was used by the royal family not long ago, and Jasmine died because of it.
Yang Dongqing couldn't think of an answer, and he couldn't even pass the message to the revolutionary army because he had signed a contract. Now he could only take one step at a time. Even if the mission target was not the Supreme Heaven, it was definitely something of vital importance to the royal family.
"Three days later, you will set off for the nightmare world." Dongfang Yuan said and left, leaving everyone to digest it in silence.
At this time, a law enforcer walked up to Yang Dongqing and said, "Mr. Yang, Earl Su is waiting for you at his manor. The car is ready. Come with me."
Yang Dongqing nodded with a heavy heart and left with the law enforcer. His whole heart was on this mission. He had a vague feeling that this mission might very well be the key to overthrowing the Chiyan Empire.
An hour later, the car stopped in front of a magnificent manor.
Yang Dongqing got out of the car and entered the manor under the guidance of the housekeeper. As the gate slowly opened, a bright and spacious hall came into view.
In the center of the hall, Su Mu and others were eating hot pot around the table, while Su Qing was drinking beer and singing, looking very happy.
Su Qing requested hotpot, Lin Lingling seconded the idea, and the two short little potatoes hit it off immediately.
Seeing Yang Dongqing coming, Su Mu smiled and waved: "Sit down, Yang...Mo."
Yang Dongqing walked over with an expressionless face, looking out of place in the lively atmosphere.
He did not take a seat, but stared at Su Mu and said coldly: "Although I have joined your team, let me be frank. Joining does not mean that I will listen to you. Anyone who prevents me from completing the task will be my enemy, and my teammates are no exception!"
The cold words broke the lively atmosphere. Everyone gradually put down their chopsticks and looked at Yang Dongqing.
Lin Nanxing stood up angrily, pointed at Yang Dongqing and cursed: "No, buddy, have you always been so arrogant? Does your family know?"
"Let me do it. It's a good opportunity for me to exercise and eat more later." Su Qing had rolled up her sleeves, revealing her slender white arms.
At this time, Su Mu waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet. He slowly stood up, walked in front of Yang Dongqing, and said lightly: "Do you want to be the captain?"
Yang Dongqing nodded coldly: "I should have been the captain."
"If you defeat me, you will be the captain." Su Mu unbuttoned his collar and walked towards the empty space in the hall.
Yang Dongqing followed up without showing any weakness: "You said that."
After the two men stood still, he took the lead and threw a punch. Although the movement was simple, it seemed as if it had been tempered a thousand times and was filled with a murderous aura.
Su Mu attacked the enemy, and a fierce battle broke out between the two.
Fist shadows flew, the air exploded, and afterimages appeared in the field.
Feeling the power from Su Mu's fists, Yang Dongqing was secretly shocked. He didn't expect that the once weak Su Mu could fight against him and not be at a disadvantage.
However, this little bit of strength alone is not enough to defeat me!
He roared, and his punches became faster and more powerful, with an alarming momentum.
"You know what, eating hotpot and watching acrobatics is really a unique experience." Lin Lingling said vaguely while chewing food.
"Wow, this fish ball is so delicious, Su Mu, you should try it too." Su Qing used her exaggerated acting skills and shyly picked up a fish ball for Su Mu.
Su Mu looked at the fish balls, then looked at the chopsticks that Su Qing had just used, and said calmly, "I don't like fish balls."
He scooped up a piece of mutton and ate it gracefully.
Lin Nanxing didn't move his chopsticks, but watched Yang Dongqing's one-man show intently, laughing from time to time: "I'm so amused, look, this kid is pinching his own neck with one hand and is almost lifting himself up."
In the empty space of the hall, Yang Dongqing was fighting fiercely with the air, shouting from time to time, and sometimes even punching himself twice, knocking himself to the ground. The scene was very funny.
An hour later, Yang Dongqing, panting, struggled to get up from the ground with a triumphant smile on his face: "I won."
"Yeah, you win. Come over and have dinner. The hotpot will be burnt dry if you don't eat it now." Lin Nanxing teased.
Yang Dongqing was slightly stunned, subconsciously looked back, and was immediately stunned.
I saw Su Mu sitting in his seat intact, drinking red wine and eating hot pot.
He seemed to realize something and turned his head stiffly, only to find that Su Mu, whom he had defeated with great difficulty, had already disappeared.
"Illusion...Illusion!?"
Yang Dongqing's face suddenly turned pale and blue. As a veteran victim of illusions, he could almost imagine what he had just done. It was just like a monkey fighting the air, and this group of people were just watching his performance while eating hot pot as if they were laughing at a joke.
Damn it! Why did I fall into an illusion again? I have obviously become so much stronger. I have also received special mental training in the Revolutionary Army. My mental resistance is far beyond that of my peers. It must be Su Mu who cast an illusion when I was not paying attention!
Yang Dongqing walked to his seat without saying a word and started eating hot pot. After fighting for an hour, he was indeed hungry.
He took a bite of the mutton, then said expressionlessly: "I was careless this time. There won't be a next time, because the same trick will be useless to me."
Lin Nanxing on the side suddenly burst into laughter. He laughed so hard that tears were about to come out. He kept clapping the table and pointing at Yang Dongqing with his other hand.
Yang Dongqing frowned slightly and looked at Lin Nanxing: "What are you laughing at?"
"Hahaha..." Lin Nanxing wiped away tears and said with great joy: "The same... the same trick is useless to me, hahaha... do you want to see what you are eating first?"
Yang Dongqing lowered his head, and his face suddenly looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit. What he picked up on his chopsticks was not mutton at all, but a half-bitten napkin...
Damn it, the illusion hasn't been lifted yet!
After experiencing a small farce, Yang Dongqing never mentioned being the captain again and left in disgrace.
After the rest of the people had eaten and drunk their fill, they also left.
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