Ming Zheng was pulled down to sit by Mo Qi Yu.
He was extremely excited, leaning his head towards Ming Zheng: "I inquired, that scoundrel Song Zhe Kun seems to be gathering Song family martial artists above B-class. It's estimated he wants to make a big move tonight!"
He rubbed his hands, his face full of excitement: "How many people should we bring tonight? Should I go call for backup? If it really doesn't work, we can call people from the Mo Sect!"
Ming Zheng: "..."
"Call for backup?" Seriously?
Didn't that change the atmosphere instantly?
Ming Zheng raised her hand and made a "2" gesture.
Mo Qi Yu counted on his fingers: "You want 2,000 people? We'd probably have to call students from the Imperial Capital Academy for that."
Ming Zheng: "...You're the Dean. Can you set a good example and not corrupt your academy's students?"
Remember, the principle of students is – study hard and make progress every day!
Mo Qi Yu continued counting on his fingers: "Then you mean 200? Considering our academy's teachers and masters, that should be enough."
Ming Zheng flicked her finger.
Then she pointed at him, then at herself: "No, just the two of us will suffice."
"Just the two of us?!" Mo Qi Yu frowned, "Aren't we a bit too few?"
"Dealing with some trash, and you still need to call for backup?" Ming Zheng rolled her eyes at him, "Have you become useless after being away from the Mo Sect for so long?"
Mo Qi Yu puffed out his chest: "How is that possible?! Even if Song Zhe Kun finds a hundred B-class martial artists, I can handle all hundred of them by myself!"
Ming Zheng: "Then the two of us wouldn't be enough?"
Mo Qi Yu: "...That's not how it works. More people mean more imposing!"
It's not that more people mean more imposing.
It's that more people would allow him to put on a domineering CEO act.
Ming Zheng leaned back against the chair, a disdainful smile appearing on her bright and dazzling face: "Aren't the two of us even more imposing?"
Mo Qi Yu imagined the scene in his mind. Facing over a hundred B-class martial artists, while the two of them, with their cool and awe-inspiring steps, stood in the middle of the B-class martial artists.
That scene...
Seemed to be even cooler!
Mo Qi Yu's eyes lit up, and he nodded his head like a pecking chick: "Alright, alright! Just the two of us! I'll design a cool and awe-inspiring entrance right away!"
He took out his phone, searching for domineering CEO entrance styles. While scrolling, he asked: "Do you think it's cooler to descend from the sky, or to sneakily capture that scoundrel first and then reveal ourselves?"
Ming Zheng didn't answer his question, but raised an eyebrow: "This morning... what did you mean by what you said?"
Mo Qi Yu's excited smile gradually faded.
His fingers, which were excitedly tapping on his phone, also stopped.
He widened his eyes and looked at Ming Zheng with a gloomy expression: "Baby, don't ask... if you ask again, I'll cry again."
Ming Zheng narrowed her dark eyes, staring at him suspiciously: "But before yesterday, you didn't have a good attitude towards Chi Xian..."
He even thought Chi Xian was trying to pursue her, was being a "grass-eater," and didn't deserve to be a brother.
Mo Qi Yu's face became even gloomier: "Anyway... anyway, I believe Ah Xian is sincere, and his pursuit of you isn't a joke..."
After saying this.
He even sniffled, looking like he was about to cry.
Ming Zheng: "..."
Was that statement against his conscience?
Mo Qi Yu suddenly stood up, looked around the room, even pulled back the curtains and opened the cabinets. After confirming that only the two of them were in the private room, he zipped back to Ming Zheng, holding her hand: "Baby, if you don't like Ah Xian, you can refuse him!"
As he spoke, he blinked his bright eyes.
His face clearly read:
【Refuse him, refuse him, refuse him!】
Ming Zheng: "..."
She was getting more and more curious about what exactly Chi Xian had done to him that made even a person who considered himself a domineering CEO bow down.
Didn't domineering CEOs never bow down?
Ming Zheng touched her chin, her suspicious gaze scanning Mo Qi Yu from head to toe.
Just as she was about to "interrogate him severely."
"Ding dong."
A message notification sound suddenly rang out.
This sound was very special.
It was as if a current was spreading through the air.
Mo Qi Yu immediately sat up straight: "What? Did someone from the 'Deep Web' send you a message?"
This message notification sound was the exclusive notification sound for the 'Deep Web.'
The 'Deep Web' is a hacker forum hidden beneath the dark web.
The ordinary internet is only four percent of the internet world; the Deep Web is the true full picture.
It gathers all sorts of formidable network talents from around the world and hides various famous big shots on the internet.
Ordinary people simply cannot access it.
In the Deep Web, everyone's identity is well hidden.
And only people who follow each other can have private chats.
This means that someone who follows Ming Zheng on the Deep Web has sent her a message.
Mo Qi Yu looked at Ming Zheng taking out her phone and breathed a sigh of relief: "Who is it? Don't the rules of the Deep Web prohibit sending offline messages?"
In his heart, he was thinking: "Good send! Timely send! This message saved me!"
At least it stopped baby from further questioning what Chi Xian had told him.
Ming Zheng skillfully operated her phone and replied indifferently: "Before leaving, I logged into the Deep Web and didn't turn off the computer."
So the other party probably thought she was online and sent a message.
She had very few people she followed on the Deep Web.
Excluding people she knew in reality, it could be counted on one hand.
Ming Zheng entered the Deep Web.
The sender of the message was someone with the ID [yl].
"yl, huh." Mo Qi Yu leaned his head over, seeing the person on the screen, "He's looking for you, wanting you to guide him on something again? You've taught him for so long, when are you going to recruit him into our Mo Sect?"
This [yl] was someone with extremely high talent. They stood out during a hacker competition organized by the Mo Sect.
At that time, Ming Zheng was quite optimistic about the person's technical skills and intelligence.
In the obstacles she had deliberately set, the person quickly reacted and deciphered the program she had written in the shortest possible time.
At that time, when she presented the network award to yl.
yl took the opportunity to request to follow her.
Ming Zheng also wanted to recruit some network talents for the Mo Sect, so she agreed.
They had been following each other for over four years.
They would occasionally chat once or twice a month.
Most of the time, yl would ask her questions about networks, and Ming Zheng would reply and offer guidance when she had time.
yl was indeed a very talented person.
After her guidance, their technical skills improved rapidly.
However, later Ming Zheng returned to the Ming family... and never logged into the Deep Web again.
The matter of inviting yl to join the Mo Sect's network department was also never mentioned again.
Yes.
Ming Zheng hadn't logged into the Deep Web for at least a year.
Now that she was online,
yl must be very surprised, and also very confused as to why she hadn't appeared on the Deep Web for a year.