"Why are you here?"
Mo Yun looked in surprise at the slightly portly middle-aged man before him, dressed in black robes and holding a long saber.
If he remembered correctly, this man was named Fang Bingjun, a member of the Law Enforcement Team's [D233] squad.
Yes, this fellow was one of the three Law Enforcement Team members Mo Yun had encountered on Purple Gold Mountain.
What puzzled Mo Yun, however, was that Fang Bingjun no longer swaggered around with his nose in the air. He spoke softly, a humble smile lingering on his face.
Upon seeing Mo Yun, Fang Bingjun froze. His smile stiffened, then he sucked in a breath of cold air. His body abruptly trembled, and he recoiled several steps as if by reflex.
Mo Yun: "..."
Am I that scary?
But Fang Bingjun soon recovered. He hurriedly took several deep breaths to calm himself and squeezed another smile onto his fleshy face.
Only now, that smile looked uglier than tears.
Never had he imagined he would encounter this harbinger of disaster in the Divine Battle Hall!
Has he come to get revenge on me? Surely not!
All I did back then was have a bad attitude, speak a little arrogantly, and look down on people a tiny bit...
But he already beat me up then! Why won't he let it end?!
Besides, I've changed! I'm no longer arrogant and overbearing. I stay humble and treat people politely all the time. Even my voice is soft now!
Can't he let me off? Why is he still hunting me down...
While Fang Bingjun staged this grand drama in his head, Mo Yun spoke again. "Senior Brother Fang, weren't you going to take me to register my information?"
At those words, Fang Bingjun finally snapped out of it and hurried