"Of course, high risk, high reward. Pleasure doing business with you," Li Changzhou extended his hand.
"Pleasure doing business," Zheng Qing also extended her hand.
Li Changzhou's body swayed, and Miss Yang smiled, withdrawing her gaze.
"..." Li Changzhou withdrew his hand, Yang Qinglan extended hers, and shook hands with Zheng Qing.
Actually, she wasn't accustomed to shaking hands, but this time she had no choice.
"A man who keeps himself clean, I don't dislike," Turquoise Pool praised, quite appreciatively, "Changzhou, when we're together in the future, can you keep this up too?"
She mumbled to herself as if there was someone called 'Changzhou' in the room.
"Now that we've agreed, the Special Warfare Bureau hopes you can leave as soon as possible," Zheng Qing grew serious, she was better at handling missions, speaking with confidence.
"How soon is 'as soon as possible'?" Li Changzhou asked.
"If there are no problems, we can leave now."
"Now?" Li Qianxia was taken aback.
"We must hurry, now we can pinpoint his approximate location, later he might try to evade our intelligence operatives. In Japan, we have already arranged for manpower, who can directly teleport you there. Once you arrive, we will provide you with information about the other party," Zheng Qing explained.
"If you have such a skill, why not send the national team? Isn't it much faster and more secretive?" Li Qianxia wondered.
"Tokyo has already been covered by an Onmyoji barrier. Any marked 'ability' fluctuation would immediately draw attention. Over the past three months, nearly all the national team players have clashed with the opposition— the opposition can also record the fluctuations of players from various countries."
"I see," Li Qianxia nodded in understanding.
"Can you leave now?" Zheng Qing asked again.
"I have no issues, my men have already gone ahead to Japan," Turquoise Pool said.
Zheng Qing's gaze turned to Li Changzhou, Yang Qinglan, and Li Qianxia.
Li Qianxia looked towards her brother and Qing Lan, waiting for them to decide.
"Get the Visualization earlier, start cultivating one day sooner?" Li Changzhou asked Yang Qinglan.
Yang Qinglan said, "We have no issues either."
"Great!" Zheng Qing stood up, "Then let's depart now. The Player responsible for teleportation is already waiting nearby."
Having tidied up the bookstore and locked the door, the five headed to the nearest police station.
While walking, Yang Qinglan messaged the store staff, telling them she might not be able to visit the store recently, but they could contact her via WeChat if needed.
"There's something I've always been curious about," Li Changzhou, with his hands in his pockets, walked beside her.
At over six o'clock in November, the sky was already dark, and the street lights stood guard over the streets like knights.
"Curious about what?" Yang Qinglan, busy messaging, didn't look up.
"What's the salary of the two of them?"
"Ten thousand a month, with insurance and meal allowances, paid on the first of the month."
"Miss Yang, if I get caught up in gaming and fail my bar exams, could I work at your store for a while, part-time while I prepare for next year's judicial exams?"
"Part-time study and work? I can only offer you a monthly salary of 3000."
"That low?!"
"Sister Zheng," the four Daoists greeted.
"Thank you for your help," Zheng Qing said.
"Of course, we are also part of the Special Warfare Bureau."
The leading young male Daoist exchanged pleasantries with Zheng Qing, while the three Daoists behind, one male and two females, curiously sized up Li Changzhou, Yang Qinglan, Li Qianxia, and Turquoise Pool.
"Are all high-level experts this good-looking?" the male Daoist whispered.
"Being good-looking doesn't necessarily mean you're a high-level expert, but the top-tier experts definitely look good...or very ugly," Female Daoist No. 1 said.
"After all, many spells have strange requirements related to appearances," Female Daoist No. 2 said.
"Exactly, I also really want to learn 'Cloud-Riding,' but the appearance requirement is 7 points!" the male Daoist complained.
"It's your own fault for being ugly."
"A 6-point appearance, I've been among the top five in any class since I was a kid!"
"The four of them must be 8 or even 9 points?"
"The three ladies are probably 9 points, the guy 8 points, maybe."
"So handsome and only eight points? No wonder you're only at 6 points, your eyes aren't bright enough."
Li Changzhou, Yang Qinglan, and Turquoise Pool showed no reaction to the three Daoists, while Li Qianxia waved at them amicably, smiling, "Hello."
"Hello," the three Daoists hurriedly responded.
"What is 'Cloud-Riding'?" Li Qianxia asked curiously.
The male Daoist immediately showed an 'I know this' expression, eager to speak, "In the 'Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang'...
"Xiao Feng!" the leading male Daoist, who had been chatting with Zheng Qing, chided.
The male Daoist immediately fell silent.
Li Changzhou's eyes flickered in their sockets, and he exchanged glances with Yang Qinglan, both harboring mischievous thoughts.
"Let's begin," Zheng Qing said.