Looking at Sisi's explosive figure and revealing clothes, Ma Xiunuo's aged face suddenly glowed with vitality.
"Why did you come to my place, little girl? Didn't Su Yuntao just go looking for you?" Ma Xiunuo asked with a smile.
Sisi walked straight over and sat down on Ma Xiunuo's lap, snuggling into his embrace while drawing circles on his chest with her finger.
"I don't want to pay attention to that silly boy at all," Sisi said coquettishly.
A flame quickly rose inside Ma Xiunuo, but he still asked in a deep voice, "I heard you've been getting quite close to that kid lately?"
"How could that be? I'm just teasing him, you hateful man." Sisi lightly pounded Ma Xiunuo's chest.
"Sigh, I already told that kid to give up on you, but unfortunately, he just won't listen." Ma Xiunuo sighed.
"Darling, I'm hungry!" Sisi stared straight at Ma Xiunuo with her big eyes.
Ma Xiunuo's heart stirred, "Right here?"
"Mm…"
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Ten minutes later, Ma Xiunuo was panting like an ox, covered in sweat, his face showing some fear.
Just now, he had almost fainted, something that had never happened before.
Could it be that he really couldn't perform anymore?
"Darling, what's wrong?" The charming Sisi asked in confusion from the side.
Ma Xiunuo shook his head. How could he speak of such an embarrassing thing?
"You go back first. I still have some matters this afternoon."
"Alright then." Sisi stood up and fixed her makeup, "Darling, about the thing you promised me…"
Ma Xiunuo waved his hand and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I've reserved the Hall Master position for you."
Sisi was very satisfied. Twisting her sexy figure, she walked to the door, turned back, and gave Ma Xiunuo a seductive look, "Love you!"
After Sisi left, the smile on Ma Xiunuo's face disappeared. He muttered to himself:
"What a naive little girl. I did say I'd help you get the Hall Master position, but I never said when. I'll wait until I've had my fill before stepping down…"
After closing the big door behind her, the seductive look on Sisi's face completely vanished, replaced by extreme coldness.
"Hmph, if it weren't for your position, do you think I'd serve an old, disgusting guy like you? Truly useless!"
"Su Yuntao is still much more pleasing to the eye, and his body is strong too. After I become Hall Master, I can give him a chance…"
Su Yuntao was anxiously pacing back and forth in the hall when he suddenly saw Sisi coming down the stairs. His eyes lit up.
"Sisi, where did you go just now? We agreed to have lunch together at noon."
Sisi walked over with a charming smile, "I just went to ask Master Ma Xiunuo some questions. I'm not very hungry anyway, so let's just eat something simple."
Su Yuntao looked at Sisi's alluring figure and the lingering blush on her face, and his eyes brightened even more.
"Sisi, you look truly beautiful today!"
Sisi rolled her eyes at Su Yuntao and said coquettishly, "Smooth talker."
"Hehe…"
"Sisi, I'm about to rise to greatness! Yesterday I…"
"What! You awakened a God-level martial soul?"
Su Yuntao nodded excitedly and told her everything about the awakening and how he asked Ma Xiunuo to submit the report.
He looked at Sisi excitedly. Surely her attitude toward him would change greatly now.
"You're really amazing. Then I'll wait for your good news," Sisi praised.
Her gaze flickered, and she had already secretly decided to find an opportunity to ask Ma Xiunuo clearly. She absolutely did not want the Hall Master position to fall into Su Yuntao's hands.
With her charm, that old lecher, Ma Xiunuo, would definitely help her without hesitation.
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After Sisi and Su Yuntao left, Ma Xiunuo quietly came out, put on a black cloak, and left through the back door of the Spirit Hall.
Half an hour later, he arrived at an ordinary-looking small restaurant and walked to the front desk server.
"Hello, I come from the human world and wish to take a walk in hell." Ma Xiunuo's voice was somewhat hoarse.
The server's expression changed. He quickly stepped out, "Dear guest, please come this way."
Ma Xiunuo nodded and followed the server into a private room.
The server pressed a spot on the wall, and a hidden door immediately appeared. The two walked in.
"I want to see your branch master." Ma Xiunuo's voice echoed in the dim underground corridor as he took out a token.
The server looked somewhat respectful and led Ma Xiunuo to a room, "Please wait a moment, sir. I'll go inform the branch master."
Ma Xiunuo sat down naturally. He had been to this place many times and was not unfamiliar with it, nor did he feel any fear.
Half an hour later, Ma Xiunuo walked out of the restaurant. In that underground room sat a tall middle-aged man.
He sat quietly, wearing a ferocious Asura mask on his face. A blood-red aura swirled around him, exuding an intimidating presence.
On the table in front of him lay a document.
"To kill a six-year-old child? Create an accidental death? Holy Spirit Village… Then arrange a Bronze Token Envoy."
A Bronze Token Envoy could easily handle a hundred ordinary adult men, let alone just a child.
"Wuming!" The middle-aged man's voice rang out.
Moments later, a black-haired, black-eyed youth walked in. His appearance was ordinary, his figure thin, his face cold and expressionless. His fingers were long and slender, with prominent knuckles that showed great strength.
His eyes were exceptionally indifferent, containing neither emotion nor life.
"Foster father." The youth's voice was very cold, causing the middle-aged man to frown.
"How many times have I told you? When carrying out missions, you are an assassin. In normal times, you are just an ordinary person. You must learn to disguise your emotions."
The youth said nothing, only giving a faint nod, which made the middle-aged man somewhat helpless.
He directly tossed the document in his hand over, "This is your mission this time. Complete it within three days."
The youth didn't even look at it, simply reached out and caught the rapidly flying document, gave a faint nod, and turned to leave.
The middle-aged man watched the departing figure, his gaze containing both admiration and affection, as well as a trace of guilt…
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In Tang Hao's blacksmith shop, the sound of ding-ding-dang-dang hammering rang out. Two small figures were swinging iron hammers, while Tang Hao sat to the side, occasionally giving pointers.
The black iron hammer in Tang San's hand was a small forging hammer specially made for him by Tang Hao, weighing a full twenty jin.
The forging hammer in Jiang Chen's hand was much larger, one of the hammers Tang Hao used himself, weighing one hundred jin.
Tang Hao had many forging hammers, and this was the lightest one, but seeing Jiang Chen wield it with ease, both father and son couldn't help but be shocked.
This was simply inhuman!
Jiang Chen seemed tireless, continuously raising the forging hammer high and then smashing it down forcefully.
Tang San's unyielding personality was also aroused, wanting to compete with Jiang Chen to see who could last longer.
However, after ten minutes, Tang San was already covered in sweat and nearly exhausted, while Jiang Chen was only slightly sweating.
Seeing Tang San stop, Jiang Chen also stopped forging and wiped some sweat.
Following the forging method Tang Hao taught, it truly exercised every part of the body, and the effect was no worse than running while hugging that stone roller.
Tang San curiously moved close to Jiang Chen and opened his palm, only to find that Jiang Chen's palm was still so fair and tender, without the slightest wear.
"What a freak!" Tang San couldn't help muttering.