No matter what happened in the Joey family, as long as his elves could receive the same care and training as usual, Mo Yan would not get involved.
However, this also reminded Mo Yan that after he took over as the trainer of the dojo, the elves would naturally all be transported back to the dojo.
Whether or not he could ensure that the elves' standard of living in the dojo would not be worse than in Joey Town was something that Mo Yan needed to seriously consider and solve.
In addition, it was impossible for a dojo to only have one dojo trainer. Moyan had to prepare all of these on his own, from the cleaning aunties and uncles to the referees and dojo trainers.
Of course, although the Alliance could provide some staff for free, as the owner of a dojo, his status was comparable to that of a city's mayor. Naturally, he could not always use "outside" people.
In terms of staff, George and Mark were naturally Mo Yan's first choice, but it would be difficult for them to become permanent members.
George was from the Calo area and would return to his hometown in the near future.
From his usual style of doing things and his knowledge, it was obvious that he was the child of a big family. He could not stay in Mo Yan's dojo for the rest of his life.
Although Mark was a local of the Dark Night Market and could not recruit elves as he wished, he was still a trainer through and through.
Mo Yan would take over as the trainer of the dojo in a year's time. At that time, Mark would only be fourteen or fifteen years old. It would be the time when his strength would increase rapidly.
Mo Yan could not affect Mark's development because of the lack of people in his dojo.
After all, young trainers should travel and increase their strength in the process of increasing their experience.
Mo Yan?
Cough... One must know one's limits.
Although he knew that running a dojo was not easy, Mo Yan still felt a little tired.
Forget it, he would think about it when the time came.
Mo Yan enjoyed the sea breeze and threw away all the scattered thoughts in his mind.
Yes, the three of them once again boarded the ferry, and this would be their last sea trip for a while.
More than half of the Fangyuan District was located in the ocean. The developed island cities made it inevitable for the trainers who traveled here to accept the baptism of the ocean.
The novelty of their first time on a boat was long gone. The three of them calmly crossed the sea and arrived at Southern Cheng Hua City.
Strictly speaking, Cheng Hua City was not divided into north and south, and South Cheng Hua City was a new area opened up because the original Cheng Hua City did not have enough space for development.
However, the core areas of the two cities were relatively far apart. Later on, they gradually formed two independent and interdependent cities.
Not long after entering South Cheng Hua, Mo Yan felt the unique charm of this city. There were battles everywhere and groups of citizens who liked to join in the fun.
As long as they met each other's eyes, the two trainers would release their respective sprites at the same time. There was no need for a referee or rules. All they needed was a hearty battle.
Ever since they got off the boat, Mark had already accepted three matches. Mo Yan didn't seem like a pushover, so he only accepted two matches.
Even George, who acted as a support, had just finished a match.
The extent to which the wind of battle prevailed in this city made the three of them somewhat dumbfounded. Then, they faintly looked forward to it.
After accepting a few more challenges, Mo Yan and the others finally arrived at the Sprite Center of Southern Cheng Hua.
As soon as they entered, Mo Yan was greeted with a bear hug.
It didn't matter if you were a man or a woman. It was impossible to attack Mo Yan!
Thus, Mo Yan, who dodged to the side, saw the unusually enthusiastic Thousand Mile Bear hug the stupefied George.
"Hi, George, long time no see!" Thousand Mile waved his hand stiffly and let go of George. Then, he looked at Mo Yan with a face full of hidden bitterness.
"Long time no see, Thousand Mile." Mo Yan pretended not to know anything. He had a sincere smile on his face. Even he himself almost believed it.
Yes, the old friend in front of him was a friend that Mo Yan had met at the Dojo Competition. He was the Dojo Master of Fangyuan District's Cheng Hua City, Thousand Mile.
"Let's go, let's find a place to talk." Thousand Mile couldn't wait to talk to Mo Yan. He pulled him out.
"At least wait until we finish registering." Mo Yan had no choice but to drag Thousand Mile back to the Sprite Center.
This time, Mo Yan easily dragged Thousand Mile back. Thousand Mile, who had lost a lot of face, decided to train his body properly.
In the near future, Thousand Mile would become one of the Fangyuan District's Dojo Trainers with the best figure and the most fans. Almost everyone in Cheng Hua City was his fan.
After the three of them finished registering their rooms and putting their backpacks in the room, Thousand Mile wasn't in a hurry to leave.
He looked around the room and touched it, as if he was very curious about Mo Yan's temporary residence.
"So the Sprite Center actually has such a good room. Why haven't I enjoyed it before? I've always slept in youth hostels." Thousand Mile said, half complaining and half sighing.
Mo Yan smiled and didn't say anything. Naturally, someone would help him brag. Right now, all he needed to do was to keep silent and smile.
"Big brother, let me tell you why. Our boss has a very, very deep relationship with the Joey family …"
Mark went up and started talking about his understanding of Mo Yan and the Joey family.
The key was that Mark could brag. Thousand Mile dared to listen. They were evenly matched. For a moment, there were bursts of exclamations in the living room.
At first, Mo Yan just chose to ignore it. However, when Mark boasted to the point that Mo Yan had become the son-in-law of the Joey family, he couldn't help it.
Hum ~
The light of a superpower suddenly lit up from Mark's body. Mark's bragging stopped abruptly. His eyes darted around and he looked at Mo Yan as if he was about to cry.
On Mo Yan's shoulder, a black Lalouras was leisurely swinging its little legs. Its eyes glowed with a light purple superpower. Its hands were holding a big can of honey milk and it was drinking it by the ton.
Multitasking!
It looked like it was unbelievably leisurely.
Thousand Mile watched as Mark floated up from the sofa. Then, he looked at him crazily for help.
Thousand Mile had a very good impression of this person who he had just met not long ago. However, he had a very good impression of him.
Seeing that the other party was being attacked, Thousand Mile didn't hesitate to send out his sprite to break this superpower control.
Then, he couldn't move anymore.
Thousand Mile's eyes also started darting around, trying to find the culprit who was controlling them.
"Alright, stop messing around." Mo Yan patted the Lalouras and even helped it burp. It really knew how to enjoy itself.
Bang! Bang!
Mark and Thousand Mile both landed on the sofa in a sorry state. However, Thousand Mile didn't care about his sorry state at all. He turned to look at Mo Yan.
F * ck!
Flash Lalouras?
First set a small target. For example, 1 second. Remember: Book Guest House
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