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Quick, fierce, precise.
In just three words, it is enough to prove that the reputation of "Hunter" is not unfounded.
Just now, Liufeng's simple move was like a flash of light, astonishingly fast, almost invisible, taking lives without a trace. No wonder he earned the title of "Hunter."
"Silver Wolf, I suppose you finally admit defeat?" Mo Ming said with a slight smile. "If Liufeng had intended to kill just now, even ten Silver Wolves would have perished."
The Silver Wolf was still shaken, his eyes filled with fear as he bitterly smiled and said, "I was indeed too arrogant. Having been undefeated in the black market for so long, I started to become conceited and self-righteous. It's laughable that my so-called strength is so easily crushed before you." As he spoke, there was a hint of self-mockery in his bitter smile.
Ever since encountering Mo Ming, a sense of frustration had enveloped him, but it also gave him a goal to strive for. Now that he had not yet reached that goal, another one appeared, which dealt a heavy blow to the Silver Wolf.
Having fought and won repeatedly in the black market, he developed a contemptuous arrogance, believing his strength was already formidable enough and that becoming a top-tier powerhouse in the world would be easy as long as he was willing to try.
The appearance of Mo Ming and Liufeng completely awakened this madman of the black market.
"Now you understand, right? With such strength, there’s no basis for arrogance," Liufeng said with a slight smile that showed some arrogance. "Your foundation is good; you have some ability. However, you need to correct that unruly mindset; it’s detrimental to you. Follow me, and I will show you a path to becoming stronger."
After what just happened, the inherent arrogance displayed by Liufeng did not provoke any dissatisfaction from the Silver Wolf. With lofty ambition, he declared, "From today on, my goal will be to defeat you. As long as I can grow stronger, I will accept any process required!"
"Good. Your desire for challenge is strong. However, there must be rules. Even if you are the boss's brother, you must start from the bottom. If you want to challenge me, you can only start from the last position and work your way up until you're strong enough to challenge me," Liufeng laughed a few times ominously and added, "If you try to skip levels forcefully, it might lead to a beating. At that point, your only outcome will be death; no one can save you."
"Understood. Don't worry; just because I can't defeat you now doesn't mean I won't be able to in the future. Just wait; I will start from the last position and make my way to stand before you," the Silver Wolf's eyes flashed with fierce determination as he said, "I will never admit defeat!"
"I'll be waiting for the day you reach me," Liufeng did not use words to mock the Silver Wolf but instead looked at him with a provocative demeanor to stimulate his anger.
Only when faced with an insurmountable mountain do people unleash their maximum potential. Of course, when provoked, one's hidden strength can also be fully tapped into.
Back when Shang Xige joined "Yihun," he knew nothing and was even weaker than the Silver Wolf. However, fueled by anger and after years of hard training, he transformed into the "Blood Butcher" in the assassin world.
"Then Liufeng, I'll leave Silver Wolf to you." Mo Ming felt there was no need to stay any longer, stood up, walked past Silver Wolf, and patted his shoulder, saying, "Just train well with him. One day, I hope you'll be able to challenge him successfully."
After saying that, Mo Ming drove away from Phoenix Grand Hotel in his sports car.
It was still early, but Mo Ming didn't go anywhere else; instead, he went straight back to the hospital room. As soon as he entered, he saw a bouquet of Gladiolus on the table.
"Who sent these flowers?"
Mo Ming quickly walked over, picked up the Gladiolus, and noticed that the flowers were real and very fresh, showing no signs of wilting. Moreover, he could still feel a hint of warmth at the base of the bouquet, indicating that it had just been placed there not long ago.
Realizing this, Mo Ming immediately opened the door and chased after whoever had left the flowers. After running for a while without any sign of them, he decided to ask a nurse about the sudden appearance of the Gladiolus. She looked just as puzzled.
Just before Mo Ming returned, she had come out of the ward but did not see any Gladiolus inside.
Not wanting to ask further questions, Mo Ming instructed the nurse that there was no need to continue caring for Lin Yuan'er in the ward and returned to his room.
"That person definitely has no ill intentions; otherwise, they wouldn't have just sent a bouquet of Gladiolus without causing any harm to Yuan'er. Who could they be? If it were Fu Meng and the others, they wouldn't need to be so sneaky."
After pondering for a long time about the identity of the mysterious visitor without coming to any conclusions, Mo Ming decided to stop thinking about it. He sat down beside Lin Yuan'er, watching her sleep peacefully...
It wasn't until the next morning that Mo Ming woke up and realized he had fallen asleep beside her at some point. Checking the time, he saw he was about to be late for work. Without thinking too much about it, Mo Ming hurriedly washed up and rushed off to Starry Melody Company.
As soon as he walked into the company, Zhao the Eunuch came over with a little sway in his hips, smiling as he twirled his fingers playfully. "Hey, Mr. Mo, where did you take Director Lin for a weekend getaway? Did you forget about work time? By the way, where's that Director Lin?"
"Director Lin hasn't been feeling well lately and has already taken leave from President Mu personally," replied Mo Ming, smiling slightly before ignoring Zhao the Eunuch and walking further inside. Just as he was about to sit down, Murong Lian approached him.
"Mo Ming, come to my office for a moment."
Mo Ming followed Murong Lian into the office without asking further questions. As soon as the door closed, he saw Murong Lian turn around with an anxious expression and say, "Mo Ming, you mentioned yesterday that Yuan'er was injured. How serious is it? What's her condition now?"
"Don't worry, she's out of danger now. She just needs to rest for a few days, and she'll be fine," Mo Ming replied lightly, though he felt a bit uncomfortable inside. After all, thinking about Lin Yuan'er getting hurt while trying to protect him made him feel less like a man.
"That's good to hear." Murong Lian sighed in relief and said, "The work on the Ultimate project has been completed. There isn't anything important happening at the company these days, so you don't need to come in. Just stay by Yuan'er's side and take care of her."
"Hehe, then I will gladly take your advice," Mo Ming chuckled and said, "If there's nothing else, I can leave the company now, right?"
"Yes, you can go back to the hospital and take good care of Yuan'er," Murong Lian replied with a roll of her eyes at Mo Ming. She pouted her lips, unsure if she was being sarcastic or exaggerated. "I didn't expect you to have this ability to always get the women around you hurt because of you. Let me tell you, if you don't take good care of Yuan'er, I won't let this go!"
"Uh..." Mo Ming looked frustrated and said, "Do you think I want Yuan'er to get hurt? This was an unexpected incident. But you're right; it's my fault for not protecting her well. However, don't worry from now on—no one will be able to hurt any of you again."
"Get lost! Why are you talking about us? Just say your wife!" Upon hearing Mo Ming's words, Murong Lian's face flushed red with both joy and excitement, though she didn't express it.
"Don't misunderstand. The reason I mention 'you all' is that I'm your bodyguard; I still have a responsibility for your safety," Mo Ming said with a grin as he stared at Murong Lian for a moment. "Are you really misunderstanding? Otherwise, why is your face so red?"
"Go away! Just go!" Murong Lian shouted.
Mo Ming shrugged nonchalantly and said, "I'm not round; I can't roll away. I can walk away though. Miss Murong, if you have nothing else to say, I'm leaving."
"I have nothing to say to you; you can go."
At that moment, Yang Yuan walked in. Seeing Mo Ming there didn't annoy him; instead, a wicked smile appeared on his lips. From his smile, Mo Ming sensed an ominous sign.
Typically, when Yang Yuan came here, he must have something to do or was looking for an excuse to spend more time with Murong Lian.
Mo Ming couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. He didn't expect that this American nobleman would also have such a shameless side. His thick skin was not just a little bit; after the last incident involving eavesdropping, Yang Yuan hadn't contacted Murong Lian for a long time. He probably didn't know how to face her now.
"Mr. Mo is here too," Yang Yuan said casually. Taking advantage of Mo Ming's presence, he turned to Murong Lian and said, "Miss Murong, I've been busy with company matters lately and haven't had the chance to meet you. Today, I happen to have some free time, so I brought you an invitation."
"What invitation?" Murong Lian frowned and asked, "Could it be that Young Master Yang is getting married soon?"
"Uh, it's not about my marriage; after all, my beloved doesn't yet know my feelings, so marriage is still a long way off," Yang Yuan replied with a gentle smile. "Thanks to Miss Murong's help, the establishment date for the Branch is approaching. I hope to invite you to attend the Ribbon-Cutting Ceremony."
"You don't need to be so polite, Young Master Yang. This is just a business matter; you provide the funds, and I provide the effort. There are no other elements involved. However, since you've given me an invitation, I might not be able to accept it for the Ribbon-Cutting Ceremony," Murong Lian said with a slight smile. "After all, I don't have any status, and it might not be appropriate for me to just go up and cut the ribbon."
"Miss Murong, please don't decline. I believe that if you're absent from the ceremony, it won't be complete," Yang Yuan said very gentlemanly. "I hope Miss Murong will honor us with your presence."
"Alright then, since Young Master Yang has put it this way, it would be too ungrateful of me to refuse," Murong Lian accepted Yang Yuan's invitation with a smile. "I will definitely attend your Branch's Ribbon-Cutting Ceremony."
"Great! If Miss Murong can come, then the Branch will surely thrive," Yang Yuan said smoothly. He then turned to Mo Ming with a teasing smile and added, "Mr. Mo, I'm sorry; I originally wanted to invite you too, but there are too many attendees, so I couldn't include your name. Perhaps another time I can invite you over."
"Young Master Yang is being too modest. I have no status and am not qualified to attend your Ribbon-Cutting Ceremony. So were you trying to mock me with that statement?" Mo Ming replied nonchalantly, returning a teasing smile to Yang Yuan.
"Not at all; I didn't mean to mock Mr. Mo," Yang Yuan chuckled. "Never mind; I won't say more to avoid causing misunderstandings. Miss Murong, I'll take my leave now."
With that, Yang Yuan gave Mo Ming a meaningful glance before leaving the office.
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