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On the night of the day when Mo Ming and Qi Miao finished their business, a helicopter landed at a manor, where a man in a black suit stood respectfully in place.
As the helicopter came to a stop, a young man jumped down from the aircraft, wearing sunglasses. Just by looking at his exposed cheek, one could tell that this person had a heavy aura of death surrounding him.
"Lord, the people in this villa have been controlled by us, and our men are mostly here. The firearms should arrive here by tomorrow," the suited man said with a bow.
"Eternity is already very angry. If we don't retrieve the items this time, then don't even think about the Revitalization Pill next year!" Lord said coldly. "In this battle, I want the entire Nanhua City to become a battlefield. I want to turn this place into a purgatory!"
"Rest assured, Lord. Everyone is highly motivated now; we will definitely retrieve the Spirit Stone!" the suited man replied.
"Hmph, I do not wish to hear flattery. The Shura are not to be underestimated; do not let your guard down. This time, it will either be Shura dead or you all dead!" Lord snorted coldly and then ignored the suited man's expression as he walked into the house.
The room was filled with people, all dressed in camouflage uniforms. Each person had a sturdy build and eyes filled with killing intent, exuding an overwhelming aura of menace.
"Lord has arrived," someone pointed out.
Immediately, everyone stood up straight. Those who had been playing cards to pass the time changed their expressions and quickly put away their cards, fearing they would be seen by Lord.
In fact, Lord had seen them as soon as he entered. He frowned and pointed at those individuals, saying, "I believe I have already mentioned that no one is allowed to play anything while on a mission?"
His voice was not loud but was filled with an unyielding authority; his calm tone sounded like a demon's roar in their ears.
The few individuals immediately knelt down, one of them pleading, "Lord, we know we were wrong. Just this once; we won't dare again."
"Yes, Lord, please don't torment us. We won't make the same mistake again," the others hurriedly begged.
Lord's expression was icy as he narrowed his eyes and looked at them for a moment before opening them wide and saying, "If it weren't for the upcoming mission, you all would have had an unforgettable experience right now. Pray that this mission succeeds; if so, perhaps I will let you go. Otherwise..."
Lord did not finish his sentence, but everyone present understood what he meant. The few individuals felt as if they had been granted amnesty and gratefully said, "Thank you, Lord. We will definitely work hard to complete the mission."
"Alright then, how did your inquiries go?" Lord asked coldly.
"We've gathered most of the information. Currently, Nanhua City's leader He Yunsong has turned the entire city into an iron barrel. The vanguard troops brought by Kato Muteki have all been wiped out; even he probably died at the hands of Shura," said a Black man with countless braids.
"Kato Muteki must be dead for sure. I suspect he revealed much of our information before dying. Such trash is truly not worth mourning! Now then, how did your investigation into the Spirit Stone go?" Lord asked.
“Spirit Stone For now, there’s still no news…” Braided Black Man said hesitantly.
“Useless, a bunch of useless people. You usually boast so much, yet you can’t even handle this small task? Hmph, it seems I’ve been too lenient with you all, which has turned you into a bunch of good-for-nothings!” Lord said angrily, scanning everyone present with a dark expression.
There were about a hundred people present, all capable members of the “Dark Order” organization, but in the face of Lord’s scolding, not a single person dared to raise their head proudly.
Everyone there was well aware of Lord’s methods; anyone who angered him would face consequences far worse than death.
“Lord sir, please calm down. We have done our best to investigate, but we still have no news on the Spirit Stone. However, we have secretly found out about a hidden location of Shura in Nanhua City,” the Black Man hurriedly said.
“A hidden location? Where is it?” Lord’s anger subsided slightly, though the coldness on his face did not diminish at all.
“It’s in a hillside near the coast. I’m afraid of alerting the snake by striking the grass and didn’t dare to act rashly. I just wanted to wait for you to arrive, Lord sir, so we could discuss it properly,” the Black Man cautiously replied.
“You’ve handled this matter well. Later, pull up the map of that area. I suspect Shura must have hidden the Spirit Stone there!” Lord said.
As for Lord having arrived in Nanhua City and planning a series of large-scale operations, He Yunsong and others had not noticed. After all, this time Lord and his group changed their strategy and did not stay in hotels; instead, they seized a manor as their temporary base!
On another side, in a room where Demon Eye resided, Liufeng was following the actions from an ancient book. He had been at it for over two hours now, and fatigue gradually consumed him, making him appear exhausted.
After completing the final action, Liufeng collapsed heavily onto the bed and closed his eyes to rest quietly.
About two hours later, Liufeng sat up. His Double Fists tightened momentarily; however, he felt no change and couldn’t help but shake his head with a bitter smile. “Sigh, it’s been two days already, and there hasn’t been any noticeable change! I really doubt that even if I practiced for ten or eight years, there would be much difference!”
What Liufeng said was indeed correct; without the gathering effect of the Spirit Stone on Spiritual Energy, even if he practiced every day like this for ten or eight years, there wouldn’t be much change.
However, now that he had the Spirit Stone, things were different. As long as Liufeng practiced continuously around the Spirit Stone for a month, significant changes would occur!
Just as Liufeng was lost in thought, his phone rang. Looking at it, he saw it was a call from Mo Ming.
“Boss, have you finished your business over there?”
“I’m done. I’m on my way back to Nanhua City, but I ran into some issues on the road. You should drive out now and meet us at Autumn Red Town, which is between Long City and Nanhua City.”
Mo Ming's voice was extremely gloomy. The murder charge had not yet been resolved, and he had already been labeled a car thief. The police had set up roadblocks and wouldn't let him pass, so Mo Ming could only take a detour on foot.
"Oh, I'm driving over to pick you up right now!" Liufeng hung up the phone and immediately drove to pick up Mo Ming.
About an hour later, Liufeng arrived at Autumn Red Town.
Qi Miao and Mo Ming were waiting at the town entrance for Liufeng to arrive. Mo Ming extinguished his cigarette, opened the car door, and sat in the passenger seat while Qi Miao took the back seat.
"Boss, what happened that has you two in such a mess?" Liufeng asked with a smile.
"Don't ask. It's really annoying being chased by the police from Longcheng," Mo Ming said gloomily. "Alright, I've been busy for a while; I need to catch some sleep first. Just drive quickly!"
Liufeng could tell that Mo Ming was indeed tired, so he didn't say much and focused on driving back to Nanhua City.
After arriving in Nanhua City, Mo Ming asked Liufeng to drop him off at Lord Qian's residence and then told Liufeng and Qi Miao to head back.
"Mo Ming, you haven't come to see this old man in a long time. Now that you're here, you must accompany me for a few drinks!" Huang Siye came out to greet Mo Ming as soon as he received the news from the gatekeeper.
Seeing Huang Siye's lively demeanor, Mo Ming knew he had moved on from Seventh Master's sorrow, which relieved him somewhat.
"I've been busy with many things lately and haven't had time to drink and chat with Fourth Master. That's my fault. But here I am now to keep you company!" Mo Ming chuckled.
"Good! You said it yourself; today we'll drink until we're drunk. I have so much to say but no one to share it with!" Huang Siye patted Mo Ming on the back and then put his arm around Mo Ming's neck as they walked into the house.
In the hall of the house, Lord Qian's portrait still hung on the wall, his kind smile frozen in time, never to change again.
Looking at Lord Qian's smile made Mo Ming feel a pang in his nose. He wished Lord Qian could show an angry expression; even if he scolded him, he would welcome it!
"Mo Ming, Seventh Master has already passed away; you don't need to be sad anymore. He wouldn't want us to live unhappily every day," Huang Siye said when he noticed Mo Ming's somber expression, letting out a sigh of comfort.
"Fourth Master, I understand," Mo Ming replied with a heavy sigh. "Luo Long is dead; I've basically killed all the masterminds behind Fourth Master's demise. As for the Azure Dragon Gang, I'll let them survive for a while longer. Once my matters are truly resolved, I will definitely wipe them out!"
"You've dealt with Luo Long? Good! That's really good! Seventh Master will surely be comforted in spirit. Mo Ming, Seventh Master did not misjudge you; you are a king among men!" Huang Siye's eyes sparkled with excitement as he spoke.
"Fourth Master, how have you been lately? Ready for a big drink?" Mo Ming quickly changed the subject, fearing to touch Huang Siye's emotions.
"I'm doing well, just worried you can't keep up with me!" Huang Siye smiled kindly, wrapping his arm around Mo Ming's neck as they continued walking. "I've already instructed the chef to prepare some dishes; they should be ready soon. Let's sit down and chat for a bit."
Mo Ming and Huang Siye took a seat, and Huang Siye asked, "Mo Ming, how are things going on your end?"
"It should be wrapping up soon. I've been preparing for that moment for a long time," Mo Ming replied.
"Just get it done quickly. Otherwise, living in constant danger isn't easy. By the way, Qianqian has been with you for quite a while now. Is she doing well?" Huang Siye asked with a smile.
"Qianqian is living at my place; she's perfectly safe, so you don't need to worry, Fourth Master," Mo Ming said with a slight smile. "I have some good news to share with you."
"What good news? Hurry up and tell me; don't keep me in suspense!" Huang Siye said anxiously as Mo Ming hesitated to speak.
"Hehe, Qianqian is pregnant," Mo Ming chuckled. "Since you're her elder, I had to let you know about this."
"Qianqian is pregnant? That's wonderful! Finally, she's continuing the Jun Family bloodline. Seventh Master must be very happy watching from above. By the way, how many months along is she?" Huang Siye exclaimed excitedly.
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