Qi Tianzong's face changed slightly, "What a sharp-tongued brat... showing off with words is..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Hao continued with a faint smile, "I still want to fuck your mom."

"Such crude and vulgar..." Qi Tianzong began to grind his teeth.

"I want to fuck your sister too!"

"You despicable..." Qi Tianzong's face turned red, his mouth opened in agitation, spitting.

"Oh, and your aunt too, I won't let go."

"..."

Finally, Qi Tianzong was so angry his face turned red and swollen, but his lips turned white as he bit down firmly, unable to utter a word.

The anger on his face now could scare many people, and his mood was even more suffocating, making him want to die.

Being in a high position for so long, others were always very respectful and humble towards him. But Qin Hao, on the other hand?

Crude family insults aside, his expression was still so damn punchable.

Qi Tianzong wasn't lacking in eloquence; rather, the knowledge he excelled in was all official jargon. How could he deal with this kind of thug-like insult?

He couldn't help but wonder if Qin Hao was actually himself.

This Demon that makes the underground world tremble was really just a shameless little punk?

Fine, Qi Tianzong was very angry but had to admit that he was defeated.

In acting shamelessly, in provoking insults, he was no match for Qin Hao.

He even had the thought of teaching Qin Hao a harsh lesson with his fists again.

However, years of submission stopped him.

"Old geezer, gave in so fast?"

Qin Hao raised a brow with a faint smile, the punchable expression made Qi Tianzong's face turn pale, his mouth open, "You..."

In the next moment, Qin Hao opened his mouth to curse, "I also want to fuck your aunt."

Damn it!

What a damn little thug!

Qi Tianzong screamed in his heart, but on the surface, he bit his lips and glared at Qin Hao with resentment, as if threatening: Just wait, you punk!

Then, angrily swung his hand and left with big steps.

Though he looked cool, in Qin Hao's eyes, it was more like a hasty retreat.

"Indeed, birds of a feather flock together. Xiao Lingtian is a hypocrite, and Qi Tianzong is a cowardly waste..."

Qin Hao shook his head with disdain, showing a face of loneliness as a master, then walked toward the main door and pushed it open.

Compared to the luxurious corridor, the office seemed overly simple.

Surrounding it was ordinary white paint, in a space of twenty square meters, apart from a simple-looking sofa and an old, yellowed desk, there were no other noticeable features. There wasn't even a potted plant or air conditioning.

At a glance, Qin Hao concluded that the owner of this office must be a terrifying person.

With unparalleled power yet able to restrain desires, living like a monk.

Chen Ruohao is not simple at all.

In fact, from the looks, Chen Ruohao still appeared very simple. An ordinary face, paired with a writing posture, very much like an old scholar.

Hearing someone open the door, Chen Ruohao took a moment to lift his head, his ordinary face breaking into a smile, "You're here."

It seemed he had no thoughts about Qin Hao barging in.

Qin Hao nodded lightly, familiarly taking a seat across him, legs brazenly propped on the desk, the shoe tip just ten centimeters from Chen Ruohao's face.

Chen Ruohao glanced at the dirty shoe tip of Qin Hao's and smiled, "Your show of power is quite effective."

In negotiations, momentum is the most important.

Whichever side gains the momentum often becomes the winner of the negotiation.

Qin Hao understood this well, so he intended to use casual actions to gain momentum advantage from the start.

After all, in a certain sense, this is also a negotiation.

Even though his thoughts were seen through, Qin Hao remained calm, reclining back casually, hands crossed at his navel, saying, "You're more agreeable than I imagined."

Chen Ruohao showed a sincere smile, "Thank you for the compliment, I also find you agreeable. You're the first to truly anger Old Qi after all these years."

"What do you think?"

Qin Hao picked up a ballpoint pen from the pen holder, playing with it.

"In principle, successfully angering him is commendable. But isn't it too vulgar? After all, you're supposed to represent the Ancient Martial Alliance's face."

Chen Ruohao's smile carried deep meaning.

Qin Hao wore a playful look, "I don't recall agreeing to join you, right?"

Chen Ruohao set the fountain pen aside, supporting his chin with both hands, "If you didn't have the thought, you wouldn't have come to the appointment. Mr. Night Emperor, don't you think?"

Qin Hao's facade was smiling, but he started to take Chen Ruohao seriously.

Observe that the few words exchanged were indeed rounds of momentum and intelligence clashes.

It's fair to say that each sentence carried significant implications.

"Since that's the case, I'll be straightforward. I'm actually keen on joining your alliance, but my recent enemies are quite restless, dealing with them gives me a headache..."

Qin Hao's lazy posture turned into formal seating, leaning slightly forward, eyes flashing with cunning.

"This is but a small trouble. I can deploy a secret squad to deal with these trivial issues for you."

Chen Ruohao spoke, with an intent look in his eyes, "However, the secret squad's capabilities have limits, they can't handle enemies above SS-level, but below SS-level are no problem."

Qin Hao was quite pleased in his heart; Night Emperor's head was a fragrant pastry, naturally drawing many to take a bite. Though Qin Hao himself feared little, dealing continuously with the rabble was indeed a hassle.

Now with Chen Ruohao's assurance, in future, simply dealing with the likes of Bloody Queen and Yiqing School level experts would suffice, common minions have yet to approach before being dealt with by the Ancient Martial Alliance's people.

"At least it shows some sincerity. But it's still insufficient."

Qin Hao spoke plainly, eyes rolling, he said, "I'm quite busy lately, seems I have no time to handle tasks for you."

Chen Ruohao replied without hesitation, "With Mr. Night Emperor's prowess, I actually intend to have you directly manage. However, the Ancient Martial Alliance's promotions are merit-based, due to regulation, I must include you in the action group. Given your unique situation, I can also offer you special assurance: for assignments, you can choose yourself, with monthly task volume needing only one. Of course, considering your current busy affairs, all above terms will commence next month."

"So, I have a month to handle troubles?"

Qin Hao raised his brow, purse-lipped, "Your terms are quite good, very sincere. But, let me remind you, my greatest enemy is with the military..."

Xiao Lingtian's official identity after all is Huaxia Military God, Qin Hao doubted the Ancient Martial Alliance would dare directly offend.

Yet, Chen Ruohao responded with a proud smile, "Mr. Night Emperor seems to have some misunderstandings about our Ancient Martial Alliance. Could it be you think we're just an ordinary civic group?"

"What else then?"

Qin Hao chuckled, while Chen Ruohao opened a drawer, taking out a map and spreading it open.

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