The Master's Mask Unveiled Again-Chapter 1003 - 1002: Doubts: Can Qi Ge Beat Little Mianmian?

Chapter 1003: Chapter 1002: Doubts: Can Qi Ge Beat Little Mianmian?

Considering they’re from a martial arts family, Jing Heng even went out of his way to emphasize that they didn’t retaliate at all—it was Lu Mian and the others bullying them one-sidedly.

Adding to that, having a pregnant woman and elderly people present easily granted them the moral high ground. As for Lu Mian and Sui Yuan wanting to enroll in Qing University again? Dream on.

After leaving Jing Heng, Mo Fan went over to Shui Yanmeng’s place.

Since Shui Yanmeng had been rescued from the Underground Palace, Mo Fan couldn’t help but speculate about her identity.

Could she be the leader of the Mercenary Alliance?

But she didn’t look the part.

At the moment, Shui Yanmeng was awake, and Mo Fan was direct. He asked straightforwardly, "Ma’am, the Mercenary Alliance’s second-in-command, Du Xiaofu, has already stormed up the mountain and is currently outside the main building. Could you honestly tell me—are you their leader?"

Knowing Mo Fan was on Lu Mian’s side, Shui Yanmeng smiled faintly. She looked much better than she did yesterday. Shaking her head, she replied, "Do I seem like it? I can clearly tell you—I am not."

"But ma’am, your relationship with the mercenaries..."

"I merely had a few casual encounters with their former leader, that’s all."

Shui Yanmeng thought to herself, perhaps those few encounters had invited this enormous calamity upon her.

Mo Fan felt a bit disappointed, though his face didn’t show it. Meanwhile, Sui Yuan’s expression turned somewhat odd, and her eyes sneakily darted a glance at Lu Mian.

The appearance of the Mercenary Alliance’s people made Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian refocus on the mission. Both of them stared at Shui Yanmeng, seemingly lost in thought.

In fact, ever since rescuing Shui Yanmeng, Lu Mian had suspected her of being the leader. She had already planned on charging into the Underground Palace, and since Yuanyuan was involved this time, the plan aligned with the mission.

But now, hearing Shui Yanmeng deny it herself, Lu Mian couldn’t help but doubt whether this Du Xiaofu had messed up the intel.

Quietly, Lu Mian sent a message to the former leader, Tao Yuanpeng, asking for basic details about the current leader—what they looked like. As long as he provided a few key details, she could trace the person.

However, Tao Yuanpeng still hadn’t replied to her yet.

Sitting in his chair, Xiao Qimo tapped his fingers idly on the tabletop—slowly, rhythmically.

His focus wasn’t on who the leader of the Mercenary Alliance might be. His concern lay with the second-team commander assigned to this mission. Why hadn’t they shown up yet?

When he explored the Underground Palace, he had already scoped everything out and found nothing unusual.

If the second-team commander had reliable intel, they wouldn’t have missed such a prime opportunity to charge into the Underground Palace.

Yet, he hadn’t sensed anyone suspicious at the time. In fact, these past two days, there hadn’t been any indication of suspicious individuals. It made him wonder if the second-team commander, Demon, wasn’t taking the mission seriously at all.

On the flip side, if the commander couldn’t even monitor Chixia Sect’s real-time activities, their skills would be downright embarrassing.

Mo Fan once again witnessed that familiar half-smile with a hint of mockery on his boss’s face. Having asked around without finding better options, he reluctantly steeled himself to meet Du Xiaofu.

Luckily, Miss Lu had taught him a surefire trump card yesterday. Today, he’d use Du Xiaofu as practice.

Mo Fan excused himself and prepared to head toward the area outside the main building.

Seeing that she couldn’t do much on this end, Lu Mian wanted to tag along with Mo Fan, claiming she was itching to spar with those mercenaries.

Though he doted on her, Xiao Qimo wouldn’t allow it. Lu Mian had gotten into a fight and gotten hurt yesterday—he wouldn’t let her mess around again today.

Reaching out, he encircled her in his arms and said warmly, "Don’t go. Take a break."

In truth, Xiao Qimo didn’t want Lu Mian involved in Mercenary Alliance matters. After all, she had already thoroughly offended Chixia Sect. If she also provoked the mercenaries, it would only bring her more trouble.

The mercenaries were worlds apart from the disciples of Chixia Sect. Getting entangled with them would lead to endless repercussions.

Besides, IEG had already sent people to handle it. Why would he let his wife butt in? That’d be handing the second-team commander free credit!

Seeing how insistent Xiao Qimo was in stopping her, Lu Mian didn’t press the matter further. She nodded reluctantly, clearly in low spirits.

Ye Jinwen, watching the couple, couldn’t resist teasing Ya Ling, "Our seventh bro sure has it rough. Always on guard to stop Little Mianmian from going out and starting fights. Zero, do you think seventh bro can beat Little Mianmian?"

Ya Ling shook her head.

Ye Jinwen couldn’t tell whether she meant "can’t beat" or "don’t know."

But just as Mo Fan stepped out the door, he turned back, expressionless, and added, "Probably can’t beat her."

Xiao Qimo: ... Mo Fan, could you be a little more human? Can’t you let me save some face?

Beside him, Sui Yuan, seeing Xiao Qimo’s aggrieved look, pursed her lips and started chuckling.

Alright then!

Out of pity for Director Qimo, Sui Yuan decided she’d indulge his fantasies a bit by giving him the male lead script back in her next story!

Lu Mian didn’t insist on going, and Ya Ling and Sui Yuan exchanged a glance, their eyes carrying faint complexity.

Ya Ling sent messages to Sikong Jian and Yuren, briefly summarizing what had happened with Chixia Sect over the past two days. Her final sentence mentioned Lu Mian.

Ya Ling: [Do you know who came knocking? Mercenary Alliance people.]

——

Presidential Residence.

Sikong Jian had just finished processing an appeal from Chixia Sect. In it, Jing Heng painted himself as being utterly pitiful, desperately requiring support from the Presidential Residence.

Raising an eyebrow, Sikong Jian shredded the appeal into pieces, erasing all traces of it.

They dared bully Sui Yuan and Lu Mian, and he was supposed to back them up? Not a chance.

But when he read Ya Ling’s last message, Sikong Jian immediately stood up and made his way to the presidential office without hesitation.

He needed to go to Chixia Sect personally.

Meanwhile, upon receiving Ya Ling’s message, Yuren instinctively checked online and black-market intel. Though he found no bounty listings in the black market, he did come across a forum post accusing a Qing University student named Lu Mian of assaulting an elderly person and torturing a pregnant woman.

Spotting it early, Yuren saw that the post hadn’t yet gone viral. He deleted it outright and also locked down Chixia Sect’s network, ensuring Jing Heng could no longer make trouble.

After wrapping that up, he closed his laptop, leaving his deeds unsung and uncelebrated.

He then gave Dongyang instructions to take care of some restaurant errands before driving himself to Chixia Sect.

For the five of them, whenever one faced trouble, the rest would go all out to lend a hand.

Driving, Yuren smirked playfully to himself. The Mercenary Alliance showing up? Now this was getting interesting...

——

Mo Fan, now out by the small plaza near the main building, was feeling vexed.

Du Xiaofu, brimming with confidence, patted his broad chest and said in heavily accented Z language, "Hand over our leader, or we fight!"

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