Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Mu Bai stepped forward and stopped Zhao Manyan. "Old Zhao, forget it, these people came prepared. They even brought the necessary equipment to retrieve the Earth Flame Pistil. We won't stand a chance against them. We have already found what we came for. Let's pretend we didn't see the Earth Flame Pistil."
"If you have any other ideas, we are right here to play with you. However, you should think twice before doing anything. We don't mind getting our hands dirty!" the man with auburn hair proclaimed.
"Do you think I'm going to give it up so easily?" Mo Fan glared at the man.
"You seem pretty strong. You are worthy to be my opponent!" The man with auburn hair was ready to fight.
"You are the client. You should pay me first, now that I've brought him back to you alive. Don't you forget about that!" Mo Fan threw the job letter at the man.
Well, everyone saw that Mo Fan was acting strange, right? Right?
He wasn't acting strange at all, it turns out...