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"You don't understand who I am. I've been hearing your name so much lately that I'm almost getting used to it. Shura, you're quite something; this Y Country is about to face some trouble because of you." Randolph smiled bitterly as he shook hands with Mo Ming. "You can call me Randolph. This time, I was sent by General Abraham specifically to help you resolve this crisis."
"Well, thank you for today, Lord Randolph. Please also convey my gratitude to General Abraham for his continuous support," Mo Ming replied with a slight smile, waving his hand to dismiss the Brothers, who wisely dispersed and returned to their respective posts.
Mo Ming gestured for Randolph to enter. "Please, Lord Randolph, let's sit down and talk."
"No, thank you." Randolph shook his head and smiled. "I don't have much to say, but I do hope you'll come with me. General Abraham wants to see you and discuss some matters."
"Oh? General Abraham wants to see me?" Mo Ming was slightly surprised and said, "Then please lead the way. I can go with you right now; after all, if General Abraham wants to see me, I can't afford to delay."
Since Abraham had been saved by Lord Qian, he surely wouldn't make things difficult for him. Otherwise, the one coming would not be Randolph, but a well-equipped army. As the saying goes, an arm cannot twist a thigh; the Dragon Soul Gang would definitely not be a match for such a large country.
Regarding this influential figure in the underworld, Mo Ming was filled with curiosity. The fact that he wanted to meet him satisfied his curiosity; there was nothing wrong with going to meet him.
Randolph nodded and smiled. "Good, then please follow me."
"Mo Ming, are you crazy? How can you just go with him? What if he's in cahoots with those people from before?" Jun Qianqian grabbed Mo Ming, her face filled with anxiety as she whispered, shaking her head. "Don't go; it's safer here..."
"Don't worry. Your grandfather is his benefactor. I've been working here, and he has helped me a lot; he won't harm me," Mo Ming said with a natural smile. "You stay here; with Brother Ye taking care of you, I'll feel at ease."
"Ah, my grandfather saved the Marshal of Y Country?" Jun Qianqian exclaimed in shock, then shook her head vigorously. "You can rest assured; I can't be at ease. People are too treacherous; I must go with you. If he dares to harm you, he might as well kill me too."
"Come on, don't be ridiculous," Mo Ming said with a bitter smile. "He doesn't intend to harm me; he just wants to talk about some things. I'm not bringing you along simply because he only wants to see me; why are you getting involved?"
"Haha, it's fine. Since this young lady wants to go, let her come along. General Abraham has a good temper and won't mind. Besides, I heard that this young lady is the granddaughter of the Marshal's benefactor; I'm sure the Marshal won't mind either," Randolph looked at both Jun Qianqian and Mo Ming, smiling as he spoke.
Jun Qianqian widened her eyes and said, "You can understand Japanese too?"
"That's nothing. Z Country is a major power, and we often need to interact with other countries. Why wouldn't I learn?" Randolph smiled slightly. As a senior administrative officer in the political department, how could he not understand Japanese? He was fully aware of the conversation between Mo Ming and Jun Qianqian.
"Hehe, you jerk Mo Ming, did you hear that?" Jun Qianqian laughed and said, "Even General Abraham doesn't mind. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Take me along; there might be something I can help with. I can also use my grandfather's connections to speak on your behalf."
"Well, I can't do anything about you. If you want to go, then go," Mo Ming said with a bitter smile. He turned to Night Peak and said, "Brother Ye, I'll take Qianqian with Lord Randolph. Please handle things here; remember to give those people some benefits so that no one feels disheartened."
"I understand. You can rest assured and go meet General Abraham," Night Peak nodded in response.
Having finished the necessary instructions, Mo Ming smiled at Randolph and said, "Then I'll trouble Lord Randolph to lead the way."
"No need to be polite; please follow me," Randolph replied, shaking his head and behaving quite gentlemanly as he walked ahead to lead the way.
*****
Randolph did not take Mo Ming and Jun Qianqian far; they merely exited the headquarters of Giant Bear Hall and crossed a street to arrive at a specially modified military vehicle.
"Lord Abraham is inside the vehicle; please," Randolph said as he turned back to Mo Ming and Jun Qianqian. He then rhythmically knocked on the car window and lowered his voice, saying, "General Abraham, Shura has been brought here along with the granddaughter of a Marshal's old friend."
As soon as he finished speaking, the car door opened.
"Come in," a steady voice came from inside the vehicle, sounding as if it had experienced countless hardships. Listening to that voice felt like hearing a kind old man speak, without any of the imposing presence of a blood-stained Marshal.
Randolph respectfully stood outside the car and did not enter. Mo Ming and Jun Qianqian climbed into the vehicle.
The interior of the vehicle was spacious, with simple decorations. An elderly man dressed in a military uniform adorned with numerous medals sat quietly in his seat, his face kind and gentle, with a friendly smile that belied the ruthlessness of a Marshal who had taken countless lives.
The old man was Abraham. Upon seeing Mo Ming and Jun Qianqian enter the car, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly as he carefully examined Mo Ming, nodding in satisfaction.
"Shura, we finally meet. I never expected you to be even younger than I imagined. Haha, truly, heroes have always been young; you are indeed living up to that reputation now."
"Marshal is joking..." Mo Ming replied awkwardly, "Thanks to me, Y Country is now in complete chaos. If you say that, it feels like you're blaming me. I can't bear that."
"Hahaha..." Abraham laughed heartily and then said to Mo Ming: "Indeed, because of your presence, Y Country has become a mess. But I truly admire you; your skills and courage are exceptional. Isn't that worth praising?"
"General Abraham, let's quickly move past this awkward topic," Mo Ming said, genuinely unsure how to continue the conversation. He quickly changed the subject: "I wonder what brings you to find me at this time?"
"Alright then, let's discuss today's serious matters." Abraham's expression turned serious as he addressed Mo Ming and Jun Qianqian: "Don't feel too constrained; consider this a conversation between elder and junior. Please sit down, and we can talk."
Mo Ming and Jun Qianqian did not refuse; they smiled at Abraham and took their seats beside him. Abraham then began: "Shura, you've seen the current situation. Reed has gone mad, acting without restraint. Y Country is in turmoil because of him. Today, the Military decided without informing me to make you disappear to quell this chaos; you know that."
"Yes, I've already had contact with people from the military," Mo Ming nodded and said: "Thank you very much for your help, Marshal. Without your assistance, today's situation would have been very difficult to resolve."
"You don't need to express so much gratitude. I will help you because, first, Mr. Junsheng has done me a favor; I must take care of you as his junior. Second, I also want to take this opportunity to understand how deeply the Frank Family has infiltrated our internal power structure." Abraham sighed heavily and continued: "However, I did not expect things to evolve into what they are now; it has greatly exceeded my expectations. This matter must be resolved; otherwise, Y Country's economy will be doomed."
"Oh? How does General Abraham plan to handle this situation?" Mo Ming speculated about Abraham's purpose for calling him and was curious about the methods he intended to use for resolution.
"Don't worry; I don't want to make things difficult for you. However, we need to find a way to stop Reed. I've received news that Reed has gone crazy because you killed his subordinate and took his daughter and son hostage; is that information accurate?" Abraham asked with a friendly smile.
"I understand that you won't make things difficult for me, Marshal, but the information isn't entirely correct. It is true that I took his son hostage, but his daughter stayed with me voluntarily. Also, his subordinate Hank was not killed by me," Mo Ming explained.
"Now that I understand the situation, it seems much easier to handle. I just wonder if you, Shura, would be willing to have a talk with Reed?" Abraham smiled slightly. "I believe that as long as you clarify the matter, Reed will calm down. At that point, the society in Y Country can stabilize a bit. Black and white cannot be separated; personally, I do not oppose the existence of black forces. Do you understand?"
Abraham did not say it outright, but his meaning was clear: as long as the black forces do not create too much disturbance, the white forces would allow their existence and turn a blind eye to their struggles.
"It's not that I don't want to clarify this matter; it's just that all the blame is directed at me. Even if I clarify that Hank was not killed by me, I doubt Reed would believe it. Moreover, I currently have no opportunity to talk to Reed," Mo Ming said with a bitter smile, shrugging his shoulders.
"As long as you are willing to explain, I can give you a chance to negotiate with Reed. Hehe, is this your wife, Shura?" Abraham's gaze fell on Jun Qianqian, and he seemed to recognize her, smiling meaningfully.
"Uh, no. She is the granddaughter of Seventh Master, Jun Qianqian," Mo Ming explained with a frustrated expression.
Jun Qianqian shot Mo Ming a fierce glare and said to Abraham, "You really misunderstood. This idiot and I are not at that stage yet, but I think we are getting close. You can think of it that way; I don't mind."
"..." Mo Ming had a dark expression and could only smile awkwardly.
Having lived for most of his life, Abraham understood these young people's dynamics well. He couldn't help but laugh loudly and said, "You remind me a bit of Mr. Junsheng; you speak quite frankly. Not bad at all!"
It was evident that Abraham was quite satisfied with Jun Qianqian, praising her several times until she felt a bit embarrassed. Mo Ming could only smile bitterly; the foreigner's way of thinking was indeed different!
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