Therefore, Ming Zheng could only represent the Mo Sect herself and head to the headquarters to cooperate with the investigation of this mission.
Ming Zheng actually understood.
Fifth Senior Brother was telling her in his own way...
That she was still a member of the Mo Sect.
That she could still represent the Mo Sect.
Moreover...
She was participating in the mission this time.
And representing the Mo Sect at the headquarters.
Under the identity of "Mo Zheng."
It also meant that she and the Mo Sect could no longer be separated.
She naturally understood Fifth Senior Brother's intentions.
And chose to... accept.
After this mission.
Ming Zheng also thoroughly realized...
That the life she liked, the life she wanted, had always been life within the Mo Sect.
Since she finally had a chance to live a second life.
Why should she still spend her time on insignificant pretentiousness?
Why should she still dwell on the wrong choices she made in the past, punishing herself and her senior brothers?
Since she understood the life she wanted.
Since she understood the importance of the Mo Sect to her.
Then there should be no more hesitation.
If she still felt guilty towards the Mo Sect.
Then she should work harder for the Mo Sect, exert her full potential, and help the Mo Sect prosper!
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After arriving at the headquarters and completing the registration with Ming Zheng, he left.
Before leaving, he gave Ming Zheng a palm-sized gift box with a small ribbon tied on top.
He called it a parting gift.
Ming Zheng sat in the deputy head's office, waiting for the head to arrive.
She lowered her gaze, looking at the exquisite gift box in her palm.
Her fingertip gently brushed across it.
Her slender fingers flicked.
The ribbon came undone.
She slowly opened the gift box.
Inside the palm-sized box was only a card, entirely black.
The material of the card was very special.
Palm-sized.
As it swayed, it seemed to shimmer with brilliant light.
As if some intricate totem was moving within the card.
The edges of the card were adorned with meticulously carved vines.
A blooming Lycoris radiata was exceptionally radiant.
As her fingertip touched the card.
She could clearly feel...
A single, deeply etched character on the card.
[Zheng]
This was...
Her card.
Her identity card in the Mo Sect.
It was her ID card in the Mo Sect.
When she left the Mo Sect previously.
She thought that from then on, she would only live a normal person's life and would not return here.
Therefore, she had directly left this identity card... at the Mo Sect.
Fifth Senior Brother came to Xia Country this time.
And specially brought her identity card with him.
In fact, Fifth Senior Brother's special trip to Xia Country this time.
He had already made preparations for her to return to the Mo Sect.
Ming Zheng smiled softly.
She slowly placed the black card against her heart.
She had lost it once before.
Now that it was back in her hands.
She would never... lose it again.
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The underworld involved a wide range of matters.
Ming Zheng cooperated with the headquarters to resolve the underworld issues.
She stayed at the headquarters for a full week.
Finally completing the follow-up work.
Originally, Ming Zheng only needed to cooperate with the headquarters for routine inquiries about the process of arresting Kelsen and then return.
But Ming Zheng thought.
Since she had already returned to the Mo Sect and represented the Mo Sect.
Then naturally, she should represent the Mo Sect and help the headquarters resolve the underworld issues.
A permanent solution.
And to prevent any future trouble.
It was also thanks to Ming Zheng's help.
That the headquarters finished their work in just one week.
The deputy head was overjoyed and personally drove Ming Zheng home.
Along the way, he couldn't stop praising Ming Zheng.
His words were filled with reverence for Ming Zheng.
When they arrived downstairs at "Biyun Xianju."
As soon as Ming Zheng got out of the deputy head's car.
She saw the security guard at the entrance immediately walk towards her: "Miss Ming..."
The security guard looked troubled, frowned, and apologized with deep guilt: "I'm sorry, Miss Ming. The people who claimed to be your parents came again. Because last time... you let them in, the new colleague assumed... they were really your parents, so they let them in first."
"I arrived late and couldn't stop them..."
Ming father and mother?
What were they doing here again?
"What's wrong?" The deputy head, sitting in the driver's seat, heard the security guard's words and opened the door to get out.
He was wearing a military green uniform.
Although he wore a mask and hat.
The badges and stripes on his shoulders were dazzling.
People always had an innate sense of nervousness and admiration for the headquarters.
The security guard's eyes widened.
He immediately fumbled and saluted the deputy head.
The deputy head waved his hand and turned his gaze to Ming Zheng: "Do you need me to accompany you inside?"
"They are indeed my biological parents," Ming Zheng said with a calm expression. "A few insignificant people, not worth your trouble."
"No trouble, no trouble. My mission is to escort you home safely. Now that you are not safe, I naturally have a responsibility." The deputy head got back into the car. "You go up first, I'll park the car and come."
The security guards were stunned.
Although he couldn't discern the identity and rank of this person from the headquarters.
But his demeanor was extremely powerful.
He was clearly in a high position at the headquarters.
And such a person's mission was to escort their resident home!
To be escorted by someone in such a high position.
Then how extraordinary must their resident be?
The security guard's respect immediately surged.
He respectfully welcomed them in.
As expected.
When they walked down the corridor.
They saw several people squatting by Ming Zheng's door.
Among them were two, dressed in magnificent attire, dignified and graceful, who were Ming Father and Ming Mother.
They were followed by five bodyguards.
Hearing the sound.
They all looked up and towards Ming Zheng.
Ming Father's face, filled with annoyance and irritation, turned ashen: "Ming, Zheng!"
He called out Ming Zheng's name.
It was a gritted-teeth kind of call.
As if looking at his sworn enemy.
They had come prepared this time and had even brought two chairs.
Ming Mother immediately stood up. She, usually dignified, now seemed considerably subdued, her hands hanging limply at her sides.
She looked at Ming Zheng, her eyes filled with complex emotions: "Ming Zheng..."
Ming Zheng raised an eyebrow.
Given their personalities, wouldn't they have broken down the door directly?
Why would they obediently squat at the door waiting for her?
It seemed they were scared by the five-million-yuan teacup from last time, right?
Ming Zheng remembered that she had asked the cleaning lady to mail the broken teacup to the Ming family.
But Ming Father clearly hadn't taken it seriously.
Nor did he have any intention of compensating.
Ming Zheng had fully entrusted the matter to Mo Qiyu.
How could Mo Qiyu, with his domineering CEO mentality, miss this opportunity to play the domineering CEO?
Of course, he directly sent a court summons to the Ming family.
In the end, the Ming family obediently paid five million yuan.
And received a pile of teacup fragments.
Ming Zheng walked slowly towards the door.
Ming Father had already strode in front of her, reaching out to grab her shoulder: "Ming Zheng, you scourge, how far do you intend to harm us!"