"By the way, Mr. Wang, first tell me how you and Mr. Mo met." Wang Jingzhi spoke again and asked with some expectancy.
Yun Tianxiao hesitated for a moment. Looking at the current situation, he originally wanted to exaggerate his relationship with Mr. Mo, but then he gave up and honestly told the story of how he met Mo Hai.
After hearing what Yun Tianxiao said, Wang Jingzhi looked a little strange and looked at Yun Conglong.
"You actually had a fight with Mr. Mo, and you're still alive. It's very good." Wang Jingzhi smiled, not sure whether it was a compliment or a tease.
Yun Conglong was very embarrassed. Although he held a high position in the military, before his father and the head of Feitian Sect, he was completely a junior with no right to speak. When he heard Wang Jingzhi's words, he suddenly blushed and felt ashamed.
Endless.
"Master Wang, Cong Long was also short-sighted back then, but fortunately Mr. Mo didn't care. By the way, Master Wang, how do you know Mr. Mo? Is Mr. Mo a member of the reclusive sect?" Yun Tianxiao smiled.
Change the subject.
"Mr. Yun, you don't know Mr. Mo's origin. How can I know? Although I have met Mr. Mo twice, unfortunately, I didn't talk to Mr. Mo both times. I have to trouble Mr. Yun to introduce him this time.
." Wang Jingzhi said.
"Then, let's go see Mr. Mo now." Yun Tianxiao didn't say much more. Anyway, he now knew one thing. In Mo Hai's eyes, the Feitian Sect was not worth mentioning at all. Now that Mr. Mo has such a big leg,
, then the Feitian Sect’s weight in Yun Tianxiao’s heart will naturally become insignificant.
"Okay, Mr. Yun, let's go in." Wang Jingzhi looked at the door of the private room in front of him, looking very nervous, and kept arranging his clothes.
Yun Tianxiao was not nervous at first, but when he saw Wang Jingzhi being so nervous, he couldn't help but become nervous.
After calming down his emotions, Yun Tianxiao put on a solemn look and could not help but tremble slightly as he knocked on the door of the private room.
"Dad, why are you all here?" It was Yun Yuechan who opened the door. Originally there was a waiter in the private room, but Yun Yuechan turned him away.
"We are here to meet Mr. Mo." Yun Tianxiao said with a smile, then pulled his daughter aside and whispered something. Yun Yuechan was not too shocked. After all, she already knew a lot about Mo Hai from Xie Yutong.
For Yun Yuechan, it was only expected that the Feitian Sect respected Mo Hai.
"Master Wang, I'll go in and talk to Mr. Mo first." Yun Yuechan glanced at Wang Jingzhi and said apologetically.
"It's okay, this is what it should be." Wang Jingzhi laughed. The leader of the dignified hidden sect was actually a little flattering in front of Yun Yuechan.
This subtle expression made Mr. Mo's image in the hearts of the Yun family even taller.
Yun Yuechan went in and explained the situation. Mo Hai was not unkind. He looked back at Wang Jingzhi who was standing at the door, looking at him eagerly. Mo Hai said with a smile on his face: "Come in."
Upon hearing this, Wang Jingzhi's nervous face suddenly bloomed like a chrysanthemum, and he happily led the Feitian Sect elders in.
"Young Master Mo, I'm Wang Jingzhi, the head of Feitian Sect, and the elders in the sect have met Mr. Mo." Wang Jingzhi said, and then bowed ninety degrees to Mo Hai.
The elders of Feitian Sect also bowed to Mo Hai respectfully.
"Okay, no need to be polite." Mo Hai waved his hand and said casually.
Wang Jingzhi then straightened his body, but from the side, his back was still slightly curved. People in martial arts have always been arrogant, and their spines are always straight at all times. Wang Jingzhi actually takes death very lightly at his age.
He is so in awe of Mo Hai, naturally because of Mo Hai's absolute strength.
Only absolute strength can convince people in martial arts.
Because of the arrival of Wang Jingzhi and his entourage, the atmosphere became even more dull and depressing. Mo Hai did not speak, and Wang Jingzhi did not dare to speak casually for fear of offending Mr. Mo with his words.
"Master Wang, since you are here, why don't you all sit down and have a drink." After a few seconds, Mo Hai then spoke.
Wang Jingzhi and others looked flattered, almost moved to tears, and sat down in fear.
"You don't have to be restrained. Since we are sitting at the same table, you can speak freely. If you have anything to say, just say it. I can give you the answer." Mo Hai said with a smile.
Although Mo Hai said this, how could Wang Jingzhi and others dare to speak freely? They looked at each other and exchanged glances. In the end, Wang Jingzhi picked up a glass of wine and toasted Mo Hai: "Master Mo, can we sit with you?"
It's an honor for us to have a drink at the same table, and we have no problem."
"You don't have any questions, so I have a few questions to ask you." Mo Hai said with a smile.
"Mr. Mo, may I ask?" Wang Jingzhi sat upright involuntarily, pretending to be listening respectfully, but at the same time he was inevitably a little uneasy.
"Your Feitian Sect has been in the world for a few months. Can you tell me how you feel?" Mo Hai asked casually.
The entry of the Hidden World Sect into the world was originally initiated by Mo Hai. Now that he met the leader of the Hidden World Sect, Mo Hai simply asked about the situation. No matter how Wang Jingzhi answered, it was okay, but the speaker was unintentional and the listener was interested.
.
Mo Hai asked casually, and in Wang Jingzhi's ears, Wang Jingzhi interpreted Mo Hai's question in a hundred ways in one second.
Could this question be Mr. Mo's test for himself? If he doesn't answer it well, his life may be in danger.
"In the past few months since I joined the WTO, I have experienced this deeply. I have always thought that martial arts in modern society can no longer exist openly. This is not just my opinion. People in our hidden sect also think so. After all, martial arts exists.
, is considered to be an unfavorable factor that threatens social stability, but now, in just a few months, under your instructions, Mr. Mo, the hidden sect has joined the world without any hindrance and has received official support. This is
I can't even imagine that the future glory of Chinese martial arts is all due to you, Mr. Mo. You are the savior of Chinese martial arts. Otherwise, our reclusive sects will remain hidden in the world until they disappear." Wang Jingzhi
He spoke loudly and sincerely, as if giving a speech on the stage.
Wang Jingzhi has lived a long life and has a high emotional intelligence. Although he is trying to flatter Mo Hai, he does it in a fresh and refined way, and what he says makes sense.
"That's right." Mo Hai nodded, naturally ignoring the flattery. Under the conciseness, Wang Jingzhi's words still made sense.
Hearing Mo Hai's praise, Wang Jingzhi was overjoyed.