Wherever there were people, there would be conflicts. Whether it was the underground forces of darkness or the self-proclaimed righteous Elf Alliance, there were always conflicts.
But compared to the dark forces that ate people without spitting out their bones, this kind of public provocation was actually cute in Mo Yan's eyes.
Kikuan, Heavenly King Kikuan's family?
Judging from Ryōguang's words, he had an even stronger brother?
Mo Yan pondered for a moment. Since Kikuan and Kikuno had taken care of him in the past, it was only right for him to teach their juniors.
Then, before Ryōguang could react, Mo Yan said softly to him.
"Impudent, call me uncle!"
The young man named Ju Guan's face immediately turned red, and he almost couldn't hold himself back from making the first move.
"What … did … you … say?"
"Who is Heavenly King Kikuan to you?"
"What does that have to do with you!"
"She's his grandmother." Ryōguang's senior cooperated very well. Then, Kikuan glared at him.
Tsk, who didn't grow up with a glare and a tail wagging?
"Then that's it. Heavenly King Kikuan and my master are of the same generation. I'm her last disciple, so in terms of seniority, I'm your uncle, my good nephew!"
"Yiyayaya!" Kikuan was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He had already forgotten his brother's advice and was about to swing his hand at Mo Yan.
Then …
There was no then.
Fighting in front of the Alliance. Even if you were Heavenly King Kikuan's junior, you couldn't just let it go.
It could only be said that Kikuan's IQ wasn't high enough. And the brother that sent him to test Mo Yan wasn't that smart either.
A group of people similar to the Alliance's law enforcement team quickly walked out, grabbed Kikuan, and left. They didn't communicate with anyone else during the entire process.
Her cold and aloof demeanor piqued Moyan's interest.
"They're the Alliance's security team. They're directly under President Damaran's department. They've always been like this."
Ryōguang's senior patted Mo Yan's shoulder and continued, "Why are you suddenly so active? Weren't you always so passive before?"
Mo Yan was speechless. How could the tactical retreat of the trainers be called retreating?
However, one of the reasons Mo Yan did this was because he didn't want Mark to receive too much attention as soon as he joined the Heavenly King preparation team. It would be best if he had time to calm down and learn.
Most of the Heavenly King reserve members had participated in the Alliance Tournament time and time again. They had been selected through various levels of promotion, such as Mysterious Macrophylla.
However, because Mark performed extremely well in the Calo Alliance's exchange competition, he was given a spot by the Tennō Genji.
To the others who had followed the rules of the Alliance's selection and had walked step by step until now, the appearance of the Mark was rather glaring!
But now that everyone's attention was on Mo Yan, they naturally didn't want to look for Mark.
But to Mo Yan, these gazes were no longer a problem.
"Let's go and settle the paperwork!"
"No problem!"
…
"Dojo master Mo Yan, these are the classes and arrangements that you will need to attend for the next month. There will also be a corresponding examination at the end, so please pay attention to them."
The staff member explained the upcoming class arrangements with a serious expression.
Mo Yan looked at the densely packed words and knew that it wasn't easy to become an Independent Alliance Investigator.
Luckily, Mo Yan was confident that he could pass the classes regarding disguise, tracking, and data analysis, even if he didn't listen to the class.
Then, Mo Yan carefully confirmed the contents of the first class for the next day.
"How to Escape Correctly and Quickly"
… There seemed to be something there.
The paperwork was quickly completed. At the same time, Mo Yan had to start his "induction training" like a new employee.
On the other side, Ju Guan, who had been taken away by the security guards, had already been signed and brought back by his older brother.
"Big brother, do you know how arrogant that Mo Yan person is? He actually wants me to call him uncle, a brat who hasn't even grown out his hair yet … "
Ju Guan was very angry at first, but then he slowly realized that his older brother seemed to be … (Huh?????) Staring at him.
"… Big brother?"
"Who did I ask you to test?" Big brother Ju Lu asked coldly.
"Test Mo … Oh no, Mark!"
"And then?"
"And then … And then that Mo Yan took the initiative to stand up …" Ju Guan's voice became softer and softer, and he didn't even dare to look his older brother in the eye.
"Then do you know why this Mo Yan came to the headquarters?"
"To … to become an Independent Investigator …"
"Then let me ask you again, what kind of person can become an Independent Investigator?"
Ju Guan's face was pale, and he shrunk in front of his older brother like a frightened monkey.
"Strength … At least …"
"At least a peak quasi-heavenly king, and Mo Yan has already publicly sent out Heavenly King level fighters. Tell me, what right do you have to challenge him?
He asked you to call him uncle, did he say anything wrong?
Who knows how many people in this world are fighting to become relatives with him! "
Ju Guan's face turned purple. He subconsciously felt that his older brother Ju Lu was wrong, but he didn't know how to refute.
But then Ju Lu also complained, "Sigh … Why is this Mo Yan so protective of his calf? Why did he stand up in a hurry?"
Ju Guan nodded crazily to express his agreement. In fact, he was purely afraid that his older brother would blame him again.
As for what he felt was wrong just now?
Forget it, what's done is done.
"Looks like it's time to carry out plan B!"
Ju Lu touched his beardless chin, and his slightly narrowed eyes were obviously thinking of something bad.
It seemed like it really was the case.
The night passed without a word …
In the morning, Mo Yan was training the Croaking Frog and Pikachu in Teacher Genji's backyard.
The two sprites were fighting in full swing early in the morning, but it didn't affect the Violent Flying Dragon that was sleeping soundly not far away.
Beside the Violent Flying Dragon, the Three-Headed Evil Dragon was also sleeping in the exact same position.
As Mo Yan's only dragon-type sprite, the Three-Headed Evil Dragon was already familiar with the few sprites that Teacher Genji often used before it evolved. Naturally, it had also learned a lot of skills from them.
For example, it slept faster and snored louder!
In the field, Pikachu and the Croaking Frog were restricted from using powerful skills. They relied on their agile bodies to attack and defend in a small range.
The Croaking Frog's four limbs were more suitable for fighting, but Pikachu's tail was also used like an arm. Its natural lightning shape had a cutting effect after it accelerated.
Although it was only a battle between two elite-level sprites, the viewing effect was still excellent.
Tennō Genji stood on the balcony on the second floor, wearing a coat as he watched Mo Yan's training for a while.
What he was most satisfied with about this last disciple of his was his hard work every day.
Everyone felt that he was a genius, a monster, but only those who had really come into contact with him knew.
Mo Yan's hard work was unique among his peers!
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