The moment Ning Yongzhi heard what Li Jishen was planning, he blew up!
The Special Affairs Administration was already short-staffed every year, and fewer and fewer Martial Artists were joining now. Asking for ten new recruits this year was absolutely impossible!
"No! Absolutely not! Shangshi is already short on people, and we only get this many each year. You want ten all at once? No chance!" Ning Yongzhi said.
"Then how many are you offering?" Li Jishen asked calmly.
"At most one!"
"At least nine!"
"Then at least two!" After all that haggling, Li Jishen and Ning Yongzhi finally settled on two slots.
"Fine! Two!" Ning Yongzhi said through gritted teeth.
"Good! Then it's settled. I'll arrange for people to protect Chen Mo's parents right away. But speaking of which, Chen Mo really has gotten a little too full of himself. He wants to pick a fight with the Li Family? Heh, heh. I really didn't expect him to have that kind of nerve!" Li Jishen said.
The moment Ning Yongzhi heard Li Jishen agree, he immediately thought, Damn it!
Li Jishen had deliberately started with an outrageous demand, only to settle on two people in the end. He had intended to squeeze two personnel slots out of him from the very beginning!
But words spoken were like water spilled—once said, they could not be taken back.
What a headache. A real headache. After hanging up, he rubbed his temples, stood up, and prepared to head for Kyoto. He still had to deal with matters there himself.
Two hours later, Chen Mo arrived in Kyoto. After getting off the plane, he realized that no matter what, the Special Affairs Administration would know his itinerary perfectly this time.
If Ning Yongzhi had arranged people to stop him, it would really