Mo Wuqiong's Gratitude Gift

Modu Base Third Hospital.

Room 1208.

This was arranged by the hospital director after learning of Hua Qiang's peak-level Martial Artist identity.

A single, luxurious private room.

At this moment, Ye Bingxue was holding Hua Qiang's ear, venting her anger.

"You good-for-nothing Hua Qiang, you've gotten bold, haven't you? Daring to act on your own and tell my mom without notifying me."

"My dad had such a major incident, and you didn't tell me? Where do you place me in all this?"

"Do you want me to bear the reputation of being unfilial?"

"Do you still have any regard for me as your sister?"

"Do you still have any regard for me as your leader?"

"Today, I must teach you a profound lesson to refresh your memory. Let's see what other tricks you dare to pull in the future!"

"Ow ow ow, little sister, let go! My ear is about to fall off!"

The chubby Wang Baoyuan and his father Wang Fugui sat to the side, watching the bickering siblings with gratified smiles.

After Hua Qiang left yesterday, he went to find Jiang Linglong, the homeroom teacher for Class 18, to request leave for Hua Qiang.

That evening, he returned home and told his father about the matter. The next day, the two of them found out which hospital Ye Wendao was staying in and bought many tonics to visit him.

Due to the deep friendship between these two fat guys, Ye Wendao and Wang Fugui also got along well.

Wang Fugui owned several shops and had a decent fortune, but he didn't look down on Ye Wendao because Ye Wendao was an employee at the Slaughterhouse and came from a poor family.

Perhaps this was the friendship between men; as long as they hit it off, external factors could be ignored.

Liu Li and Ye Wendao exchanged a knowing smile.

The more the two of them bickered, the happier and more reassured the parents became.

If it weren't for the fact that these two were still young, they would have already found a suitable time to arrange their wedding.

The stone that had been weighing on their hearts was finally lifted.

"Little sister, brother was wrong. Brother promises never to do it again. From now on, I'll report and consult on any matters immediately."

After Hua Qiang surrendered repeatedly and offered numerous unequal treaties, his ear finally escaped from Ye Bingxue's clutches.

Although Ye Bingxue looked fierce and Hua Qiang cried out miserably, his ear was basically unharmed. Everything was under control.

The acting skills of these two were so superb that the Oscars should have given each of them a little golden statue.

Knock, knock, knock!

A knock sounded from outside the door.

Hua Qiang walked over and opened the door to find Zhang Xiaofeng and Mo Wuqiong.

However, behind Mo Wuqiong was a woman of unparalleled beauty.

She wore a leather jacket and pants, sturdy military boots, and had her hair in a ponytail. Her face, capable of toppling cities, held a hint of grievance.

"Big Brother, Guild Leader, Yanran, why are you here?"

Zhang Xiaofeng felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead.

This younger brother of his didn't understand the protocol. Why did he put him in front and greet him first?

He should have addressed the Guild Leader first, brother!

"Nephew Hua, you're mistaken. Your elder brother was attacked by villains and severely injured. This is a dereliction of duty on the part of our Martial Arts Association."

"We are here first to inquire about your elder brother's condition, second to apologize, and third to express our gratitude to you!"

As soon as Mo Wuqiong finished speaking, before Hua Qiang could reply, Mo Yanran's resentful voice came through.

"Brother Qiang, you've gone too far! Why didn't you notify me when Father was injured? I could have come to help!"

Seeing Mo Yanran's arrival, Ye Bingxue felt an inexplicable tension rise within her, and her brow furrowed.

But one doesn't hit a smiling face. Since they came to see her father, she had to maintain the superficial courtesies.

"Class Monitor, you're here. Come in and sit!"

Mo Yanran looked at Ye Bingxue and said, "Bingxue, you don't need to call me Class Monitor outside. It sounds too formal!"

"You can call me Sister Yanran or just Yanran!"

Seeing Mo Wuqiong and Zhang Xiaofeng, these high-ranking officials from the Martial Arts Association, especially Mo Wuqiong, who was the president of the Modu Base Martial Arts Association, Ye Wendao and his wife were astounded.

Such important figures deigning to visit him in the hospital made them feel incredibly honored.

He hurriedly sat up, intending to get out of bed, but Mo Wuqiong quickly stepped forward to stop him.

"Brother, your body is injured. You shouldn't move around recklessly. Lie down quickly, lest you strain your wound."

"This time, I am here on behalf of the Martial Arts Association to visit you, brother, and to express our apologies."

"This incident happening is due to our failure to perform our duties and inadequate management."

I need to apologize to you, my elder brother, and on behalf of the Martial Arts Association, I express our deepest regrets.

Zhang Xiaofeng handed over the gift box he was holding and a black card.

"Uncle, Aunt, this is a small token of our Martial Arts Association's appreciation. We hope you will accept it!"

Ye Wendao and Liu Li were a bit flustered, unsure of how to respond.

Hua Qiang smiled and took the items.

"Dad, Mom, since this is the Guild Leader's intention, you don't need to be polite."

Mo Wuqiong looked at Hua Qiang with an irrepressible smile. He liked this young man's conduct – it was natural, sincere, and straightforward.

"Nephew Hua Qiang, you've performed a great service this time, and our entire Modu Base's Martial Arts Association has benefited from your efforts."

"To commend your contributions, our association has also prepared a reward for you."

"Do you have any requests? As long as we can fulfill them, we will!"

Hua Qiang thought for a moment and said, "Guild Leader..."

"Call me Uncle!" Mo Wuqiong corrected him with displeasure.

Uh~ Hua Qiang hesitated for a moment, but ultimately complied with Mo Wuqiong's wishes.

"Uncle Mo, can I choose some Cultivation Methods or Combat Skills as a reward?"

"Yes, but the highest grade of martial arts collected in our base currently is only Mysterious Grade high-tier. Anything higher is not available."

"Are there any defensive or group-attack martial arts?"

"We do have those. You can go to the Cultivation Method Hall and select one Cultivation Method, one defensive martial art, and one group-attack Combat Skill."

"Additionally, the association is specially rewarding you with 100 points and a cash reward of 1 million for your contributions this time."

"Points?"

"We can do that!"

Hua Qiang had already learned that these points could be used in the association to exchange for rare treasures, as well as Cultivation Methods and martial arts. They could even be cashed out!

Hua Qiang quickly greeted everyone and then headed straight for the Martial Arts Association building. He couldn't wait