Liu Qingyuan chuckled upon seeing Mo Han’s anxious expression. “Heh heh, young man, you truly have an impatient streak. Fine, let’s head back right now.

I’ll wait for you folks at the Mercenary Guild.” With that, he turned back to the crowd. “The mission has been completed by this young brother. Everyone can return now; no need to linger here.” Hearing Liu Qingyuan’s words, the crowd dispersed.

Mo Han muttered to himself, Why didn’t he just come back with me? Why wait there? After a moment, Mo Han understood the implication behind Liu Qingyuan’s words.

Indeed, numerous people walked up to Mo Han, offering their thanks for saving their lives. Naturally, Mo Han had no choice but to stay and accept their gratitude. However, Mo Han was deeply uncomfortable in this situation.

His embarrassed demeanor made Dali and the others beside him laugh uncontrollably. They completely ignored Mo Han’s pleading glances, choosing instead to stay on the side and amuse themselves with the two little creatures. Mo Han could only sigh at his poor choice of companions, lamenting his difficult fate as he endured the barrage of exhausted thanks.

Finally, once everyone had left, Mo Han shook his dizzy head, sighing inwardly that being a good person wasn’t easy. Returning to the group, Henderson also spoke up. “Young brother, I must take my leave now as well.

My injured comrades in the unit need proper recuperation. If you need anything, leave a message for me at the Mercenary Guild, and I will rush over immediately. Also…” Seeing that Henderson still seemed to have more to say, Mo Han quickly interrupted him.

“I understand, Brother Henderson, hurry along now. Stop with the thank-yous; I’m practically dizzy from hearing them all day. I need to head back right away too.” Seeing Mo Han’s put-upon expression, everyone burst out laughing.

Henderson nodded, said no more, and turned to lead his team away. Watching Henderson depart, Mo Han said, “It’s time for us to go too, but before we leave, we need to grab a few things for Little Han.” Dali asked curiously, “What else do we need to fetch?” Mo Han smiled mysteriously. “You’ll understand in a moment.” With that, Mo Han fixed his gaze on Latin and Yan Shi, staring at them so intently that they started to feel uneasy.

Yan Shi finally couldn’t help but speak up, “Boss, whatever it is, just say it. You staring at me like that makes me shy.” Mo Han laughed and scolded him, “Get out of here, big guy. You’re cracking jokes now too?

Not bad.” Yan Shi let out a simple, honest laugh. “I learned it all from you, Boss.” Mo Han beamed, his eyes nearly closing into slits. He announced, “Since that’s the case, your Boss now needs to test how well you’ve been practicing your martial skills.” He pointed toward the bamboo grove ahead.

“See that patch of bamboo? I want both of you to use your Dou Qi to sever every stalk at the root. Then, cut each stalk into three pieces—don’t mangle them, mind you.

One hundred stalks each. Let’s see who is faster.” Upon hearing Mo Han’s words, Yan Shi and Latin immediately bristled with competitive spirit. They exchanged a look, swiftly drew their weapons, and charged toward the bamboo grove to begin their task.

Mo Han sat idly to the side, watching leisurely, his voice constantly chiming in. “Yan Shi, you’re lagging! Hurry up!

Are you going to concede?” Hearing Mo Han’s words, Yan Shi began hacking away even more frantically. Mo Han then called out to Latin, “Latin, faster! You’re about to be caught!

Think of the shame!” Hearing this, Latin also put more effort into his work. Dali, watching from the side, felt it was peculiar and couldn’t help but ask, “Mo Han, why do you need them to chop down so much bamboo?” Mo Han replied wickedly, “Oh, it’s nothing much, really. It’s just that Little Han loves to eat bamboo, and I don’t feel like moving myself, so I told Yan Shi and the others to practice their martial arts while they’re at it.” Hearing Mo Han’s answer, Dali and the others burst into laughter.

Dali managed to choke out amidst her laughter, “You! You only know how to boss others around. You call Little Mo lazy, but I think you’re even lazier than Little Mo.” Mo Han immediately adopted a serious expression and replied, “You wouldn’t understand that.

This is called the rational utilization of resources, understand? Should I explain it to you? Besides, I’m doing this for Yan Shi and the others’ own good—I’m worried that if they don’t move for too long, their martial skills will get rusty.

See how great I am?” Hearing Mo Han’s rhetoric, Dali shook her head and smiled. “I’m not that foolish to debate with you. Everyone knows your tongue can talk the dead back to life.” At Dali’s comment, Mo Han feigned a look of confusion.

“Am I really that amazing? I had no idea. I should find the God of Death for a chat sometime, hehe.” Mo Han’s remark left everyone speechless… Before long, Yan Shi and Latin had both finished their tasks.

Latin was slightly faster, much to Yan Shi’s annoyance. He immediately yelled that they needed another round. Mo Han interjected, “Big Guy, don’t fret.

There will be plenty of chances later. It’s getting late now; let’s hurry back. I don’t want to end up feeding the mosquitoes here.” Hearing Mo Han’s directive, Yan Shi reluctantly accepted the situation.

He followed Mo Han back with a disgruntled expression, which made everyone smile. The group headed enthusiastically toward Mafa City. By the time they returned to Mafa City, it was already dark.

Mo Han declared, “We should go back and rest up first. We can turn in the mission tomorrow. It’s too late now.” Naturally, no one objected, and they returned to their lodging at the inn to rest.

As soon as they entered, the innkeeper greeted them joyfully. “Welcome back, heroes! My humble establishment is honored to host you.

To thank you for the contributions you have made to Mafa City, I have prepared drinks and a feast. Furthermore, all your rooms will be complimentary.” Mo Han quickly protested, “Boss, how can we accept such generosity? Although capturing that monster was incredibly perilous—I nearly didn’t make it back to see you—we cannot just let you treat us for free.

I would feel very bad about that. What is owed must be paid.” Hearing Mo Han’s response, the others felt goosebumps rise on their arms. Mo Han didn't look remotely like someone who had just endured a near-death experience subduing Little Mo.

They all shot him a look. The innkeeper happily continued, “Your success in subduing the monster has immediately improved my business. Compared to that, this is nothing.

Please, do not refuse.” Mo Han had only intended to sound modest. Hearing the innkeeper insist, he finally said, “In that case, we respectfully accept your kind offer.” After finishing their meal, everyone retired to their respective rooms to rest. The next morning, they headed to the Mafa City Mercenary Guild early.

Just as they reached the entrance, they saw Liu Qingyuan and several staff members already waiting outside. Mo Han asked in surprise, “Guild Master Liu, how did you know I’d be here so early to greet me at the door?” Hearing Mo Han, Liu Qingyuan replied somewhat awkwardly, “Actually, headquarters personnel are visiting the Guild today. I only received notice last night that they would arrive this morning, so I’m here to welcome them.” Upon hearing this, Mo Han scratched his head in embarrassment.

“Heh heh, close enough. This way, you’re essentially welcoming me too, aren't you? I’ll go inside then, Guild Master.

You take your time waiting.” Hearing Mo Han’s words, everyone rolled their eyes, thinking, He considers that an accidental welcome too? This guy’s skin is incredibly thick. Noticing their stares, Mo Han quickly urged them, “Let’s hurry inside and process the paperwork.

There are too many people; we’ll have to queue if we wait.” With that, he dashed inside without looking back. Seeing Mo Han’s antics, Dali and the others laughed. They greeted Liu Qingyuan and followed Mo Han inside.

One of the staff members standing near Liu Qingyuan muttered, “So early, and who are they waiting for? That’s strange. And they expect a queue?” Liu Qingyuan just smiled slightly, already accustomed to Mo Han’s behavior, and shook his head without saying anything further.

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