If I placed two thousand rocketeers at the front, defended by a thousand infantry, given the river, it would be impossible for any large vessel to land—at most, a medium troop transport capable of holding five hundred, and even that would be a tight squeeze. As long as my rocketeers fired volleys from the front, how many troop transports do you think you could navigate abreast in that channel?

If just two troop transports caught fire, they would completely block the ships behind them; you wouldn't be able to approach the island at all. Tell me, how would you manage the landing?" Gongsun Yunyan’s face turned pale after these words, but Mo Han did not relent. Mo Han continued, "Even if a miracle occurred and one or two somehow squeezed through, the landing point is so small that only one ship can dock at a time for disembarkation; the rest must wait.

And I still have one thousand infantrymen on the island, well-prepared and dug in to defend the terrain. How can you possibly defeat me? It's a disgrace that you spend all your time looking down from a well, believing yourself to be the best in the world. You should go back and reflect seriously."

Mo Han finished speaking and looked smugly at Gongsun Yunyan.

By now, Gongsun Yunyan’s face was completely drained of color. She could only hear herself murmuring, "How could I have missed such a crucial point? I considered myself a famous general, but if someone had truly attacked Feiji City this way, the city would likely have fallen by now."

The people around, hearing Mo Han’s words, were stunned. They hadn't imagined that the legendary, unconquerable Feiji City would prove so vulnerable before Mo Han. Everyone looked at him with expressions of admiration.

Daili and Anna joyfully ran forward. Daili declared proudly, "I knew you wouldn't lose."

She then gazed at Mo Han with undisguised adoration.

Anna also addressed Gongsun Yunyan, "Hmph, are you convinced now? You dared to say my Brother Mo Han was bragging. Do you see his strength now?"

Mo Han smiled calmly and walked up to Shuiling'er, saying, "Your Holiness the Saintess, you may make the final judgment. Who has won?"

Shuiling'er sighed, "Can't you give people a little face? Why must your words be so sharp?" Mo Han laughed, "My principle in life is: if someone respects me by an inch, I will respect them by a foot.

She brought this upon herself, and if I don't teach her a lesson today, with her current mindset, she will sooner or later bring disaster upon the residents of Feiji City."

Shuiling'er replied, "It can't be as serious as you say, can it?"

Just as Mo Han was about to answer, Gongsun Yunyan spoke up, "Ling'er, don't try to excuse me. This Priest speaks the truth. If I continue to be arrogant and complacent with my current attitude, Feiji City will eventually fall, and I will become a criminal of the Empire."

With that, she walked to Mo Han, knelt, and bowed her head, saying, "Master, please accept the gratitude of your disciple, Gongsun Yunyan, for teaching me and saving me from becoming a criminal. Please accept this bow from your disciple."

She was genuinely about to kowtow, which startled Mo Han into quickly intervening. He forcibly helped her up, saying, "Forget it. I was only trying to temper your arrogance just now because you were looking down on everyone. You don't need to take it seriously. Just give me the money. If you feel indebted, then give me a bit more—I won't mind. How about adding fifty thousand? That would make it a total of three hundred thousand gold coins for me."

He then put on a greedy expression.

This made Shuiling'er, standing nearby, laugh and scold him, "What kind of oddball are you?"

Mo Han answered seriously, "I am a good person, absolutely unique in my goodness. Don't slander me with the term 'oddball,' or beware, I might..."

The Saintess interrupted, laughing, "Are you going to demand compensation for my emotional distress?" This made Mo Han freeze for a moment, and he muttered, "Ugh, you even know my trademark phrase? Next time, I'll have to charge you a patent usage fee."

Shuiling'er heard him and laughed, "Why do you have so many names for charges? Are you ever going to stop?"

Mo Han said smugly, "Naturally. You should see who I am."

At this point, Gongsun Yunyan spoke up, "No, Yunyan must keep her word, otherwise how can I lead my army in the future?" She moved as if to bow again.

Mo Han stopped her, "Are you finished? I already said I don't have a habit of taking disciples. It would be more practical if you just gave me the money."

Gongsun Yunyan lowered her head, her face flushing. Seeing this expression, Mo Han jumped up and exclaimed, "Don't tell me you don't have the money? You are a great General! You can’t default on the money that common folk like me are relying on to live and survive. I am poor, you know! Besides, the Saintess is your guarantor—you can't go back on your word!"

His nonsensical rambling made Gongsun Yunyan's face turn crimson. The surrounding crowd also found Mo Han's words amusing; the man who just casually bet two hundred and fifty thousand gold coins was now claiming poverty—if he was poor, then everyone in the world must be destitute.

Gongsun Yunyan hurriedly waved her hands, "No, that’s not what I meant. It’s just that the money I have now is allocated for army provisions, and I cannot use it for personal matters without authorization. I will immediately write a letter back to Tianlong City, asking my father to order someone to send the money over. Could you please wait a few days?" Hearing this, Mo Han thumped his chest and declared, "That’s a relief. You should have explained clearly from the start. Next time you act like that, you’ll owe me emotional distress compensation."

Hearing this, Shuiling'er, Gongsun Yunyan, and even Daili and Anna behind her burst into laughter.

Mo Han then stated, "No need to wait. I am heading to the Imperial Capital anyway. You can just have your father arrange for the money to be sent to me there."

Hearing Mo Han’s words, Shuiling'er asked with some surprise, "You're leaving? So soon?"

Mo Han smiled and replied, "If I don't leave, are you going to invite me to dinner? Heh heh."

Shuiling'er heard this and scolded him, "Leave if you want to. As if I care!"

This left Mo Han feeling inexplicable, not knowing what he had done to offend her. He could only shake his head with a wry smile and depart.

Shuiling'er stared at his retreating back and muttered softly, "Big bad guy. Don't come back if you leave."

Just as Mo Han and his companions were preparing to leave, Gongsun Yunyan, blushing, spoke up, "Please wait a moment, Mr. Priest. If you are unwilling to take me as a disciple, might Yunyan have the honor of recognizing you as an elder brother, so that I may seek your guidance on matters in the future...?"

Her voice trailed off to a near whisper at the end.

Mo Han listened and watched her expression, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He said, "Ah, what did you say? I couldn't hear a single word. Speak up!"

Hearing Mo Han, Gongsun Yunyan took a deep breath, composed herself, and spoke loudly, "Yunyan wishes to recognize you as an elder brother, so that I may seek your counsel on military matters in the future. Does Yunyan have this honor?"