Almost the instant he heard He Ao's words, An Ming's eyes widened.
"You, me, you..."
He stammered as he pointed at He Ao, then at himself, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"So what exactly did they tell you?"
He Ao looked at the young man before him with a smile.
"They just told me that 'Mercenary' was here and asked whether I wanted to come over."
An Ming glanced at He Ao and stammered.
Mercenary was He Ao's codename in the Research Institute.
Of course, after formally joining the Research Institute, everyone used their real names.
To be honest, when He Ao had just heard that codename, he had even felt as though a lifetime had passed.
"So you came over?"
He Ao smiled at him and continued asking.
"Mm."
An Ming paused, then nodded lightly.
He seemed not to have recovered from the shock just now. His mind was still muddled, but he quickly snapped awake and looked at He Ao, who was smiling at him.
"Mr... He... Director He, are you here? Should I begin now?"
"Don't be nervous."
He Ao rested his hand on the documents on the desk and said slowly, "Just perform a set the way you usually do. Let me see."
"Okay, okay."
An Ming took a deep breath, and his expression settled. He watched He Ao and slowly raised his hands. "Sir, I practiced my family's Five Beasts Fist for several months after receiving your guidance. Please take a look."
He spoke that sentence very smoothly, with the slightly stammering smoothness of nervousness, as though he had rehearsed it countless times and had finally arrived at the examination room.
He Ao nodded, signaling for him to continue.
Looking at the gentle face of the young man before him, An Ming's nervousness eased somewhat