Smuggling Across

This lord looked rather different from ordinary people!

Such a thought flashed through Lucas's mind in an instant.

After all, nobles had come here before to gild their résumés.

But almost none had been like Mo Chen, proactively seeking to wade into danger!

Yet after only a moment, a bitter smile appeared on Lucas's face as he spoke helplessly.

"Inspector, we truly dare not defy the orders issued by the Chief Administration Office. If you insist on joining this search operation, it is not something I can decide. You will have to make the decision yourself."

Upon hearing this, Mo Chen's mind raced, and in the blink of an eye, he saw through the deeper meaning behind Lucas's words.

He smiled faintly, gently patted Lucas on the shoulder, and said calmly, "All right! I understand the reason now. I will not make things difficult for you any longer. Go on."

Having received Mo Chen's answer, Lucas felt as though he had been granted a pardon. He hurriedly bowed to him respectfully in thanks.

"Thank you for your understanding, my lord!"

With that, he did not dare delay in the slightest. He turned around and hurried away.

Mo Chen remained in the military camp, watching Lucas's departing figure, and could not help chuckling to himself.

"Heh heh, this Lucas does have a bit of cleverness..."

Lucas's words earlier had made it plain that he neither wished to shoulder responsibility nor wanted Mo Chen to refrain from helping.

After all, in the eyes of these soldiers stationed at the border, Mo Chen now represented Rody—the legendary Demigod Realm expert whose reputation shook the world and whose strength had surpassed the mortal realm.

"That works too. Acting alone will save me a great deal of unnecessary trouble."

Muttering to himself, Mo Chen stirred