Yang Qiming's chest heaved violently. After a long while, he suddenly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had regained his usual calmness and asked, "How do you want to cooperate?"
For the first time, a genuine smile appeared on Mo Gujing's usually expressionless face. He said, "It's simple. I want the remaining superhumans under your command."
Emphasis: "All".
Yang Qiming's pupils dilated, and he instinctively wanted to refuse, but he immediately recalled the scene where Fu Jingheng and Qin Sheng easily defeated six superhumans.
The words that were about to come out were interrupted, and instead became: "...Okay."
The agreement was surprisingly quick, but Mo wasn't surprised at all.
After all, with Qin Sheng and Fu Jingheng, two people who are abnormally strong, even if the strength of the remaining superhumans were doubled, tripled, or even ten times, they would still not be their match.
Keeping it would just be pointless; it's not even worth keeping.
It would be better to give it to him so he can make better use of it.
Mo paused for a moment, then continued, "I have two men on my hands. I'll send them over to you later; they'll be of some use."
In reality, it probably won't be of much use, but even if it only makes those two hesitate for a second, it still serves its purpose for that one second.
It's better than nothing, I suppose.
Yang Qiming agreed again.
The two discussed the specific timing for a while, and although they had different ideas, they reached a preliminary cooperation agreement.
Mo nodded: "Okay, that's all for now. If you have any questions, just tell the person who brought it over, and he can contact me directly."
Yang Qiming realized that he had been led by the nose by the other party for almost the entire conversation.
He was naturally extremely dissatisfied, but he also vaguely realized that the other party seemed to really only want Qin Sheng and Fu Jingheng, which did not conflict with his purpose at all.
Since that's the case, he couldn't be bothered to argue about it anymore.
After all, the stronger and more powerful the opponent, the greater their chance of winning.
Mo was quite satisfied with Yang Qiming's sensibility.
Therefore, when she noticed the dried and clumped bloodstains on his body, she unusually took a moment of kindness and said, "Consider this an early celebration gift for our success."
As he spoke, he raised his right hand.
Under Yang Qiming's horrified gaze, a soft white light surged from Mo's palm and shone on Yang Qiming the next moment.
Yang Qiming instinctively wanted to dodge, but stopped in his tracks under the other party's warning gaze.
Then Yang Qiming noticed that the torment that had just made him sweat profusely had suddenly disappeared, along with Mo Youshen's mysterious gaze.
Mo covered his head and shook it vigorously a few times. When he raised his eyes again, he had returned to the look that Yang Qiming was most familiar with.
He's a square-faced hacker.
That person... is gone.
Yang Qiming inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.
The square-faced hacker wasn't sure if he was aware of the supernatural events happening to him. After the pain in his mind gradually subsided, he nodded to Yang Qiming and then turned and left the lounge.
Yang Qiming was left standing there alone, his expression extremely complicated.
He had actually... guessed the other party's origins, but...
What does it have to do with him?
A fierce glint flashed in Yang Qiming's eyes as he suddenly clenched his already healed fists!
*
Qin Sheng did not leave Compound No. 1.
Tomorrow is the day of the Xuanyuan family banquet. As the main character of the banquet, she naturally cannot arrive at the last minute as she usually does.
Therefore, after leaving the Yang residence, she and Fu Jingheng returned to the residence of Old Master Xuanyuan.
Xuanyuan Zhenhua has moved back to the old Xuanyuan family courtyard, and the once ubiquitous guards have disappeared.
Qin Sheng glanced over, and her tense body relaxed slightly.
Although preparations have been underway for some time, the family reunion banquet is tomorrow, leaving only a little over a day. The Xuanyuan family is extremely busy right now.
Everywhere you could see people running around, and hear Uncle Zhang directing the people to set things up.
"Be careful, be careful! That's a revolving vase that Master got from the battlefield. It's a treasure that Emperor Qianlong used. Don't break it!"
"Put it there, yes, right there. Have someone stand in this spot and keep an eye on things, try to keep guests away from getting too close!"
"I told you to get a carpet with a festive color, why did you get such a drab gray one? This is a family reunion banquet, a wedding banquet, you know! Go get a brightly colored one!"
"Why are these flowers here? This is the guest passageway. If they're placed here, someone could easily bump into them. It's one thing if someone gets hurt or the flowers get damaged, but what if there's an accident and it ruins the banquet? Move them to the side quickly!"
"..."
Uncle Zhang had been shouting all morning, only taking a half-hour break when it suddenly got dark earlier. Now his voice was hoarse and he was getting irritable.
Seeing a servant stumble and throw the welcoming silk poster away, he glared at him and chased after him, wanting to start cursing.
But before the curse could even leave his mouth, a slender figure leaped up and caught the flying poster in his hand with a somersault.
With a flick of his wrist, he rolled up the unfolded poster again and held it as it fell to the ground.
It's Qin Sheng.
Uncle Zhang was taken aback, then his eyes lit up.
He immediately quickened his pace and went to greet Qin Sheng: "Young Miss!"
Qin Sheng responded and casually handed the poster back to the servant who had come with her. Her brows furrowed slightly as she said, "Why do you have to handle this personally?"
Uncle Zhang looked a little embarrassed and said awkwardly, "As you know, the master hasn't been out and about much these past few years, and the young master isn't the type to enjoy crowds, so the Xuanyuan family hasn't held a banquet in over seven years."
In addition, since the old man had truly given up those thoughts, he dismissed all the servants of the Xuanyuan family, leaving only him and a few gatekeepers who were responsible for cleaning.
All of these were temporarily transferred here by the eldest young master.
The majority of them were military personnel, and the remaining minority were family members of military personnel.
They are loyal, but they have almost no experience in hosting banquets.
He had no choice but to do it himself.
Uncle Zhang didn't say anything more, but quickly said, "Most of it has been arranged, there are just a few minor details that need to be adjusted. Now that you're back, Miss, please come inside. Master has been talking about you all day."
Xuan Yuan Zhenhua, who had just received the news and came out of the door, was speechless.
She silently stopped, gave a wink to the servants in the room, and then quickly ran back to the sofa and sat down.
While inwardly complaining that Old Zhang was getting more and more talkative as he got older, and that he liked to spout nonsense.
When did he start talking about that brat?
Qin Sheng has such good hearing, how could he not hear the sounds coming from inside the house?
A faint smile involuntarily flickered in his eyes.
Without asking any further questions, he greeted Uncle Zhang and walked into the house side by side with Fu Jingheng.
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