After Li Mochen heard the final offer from the Slower Group, he still felt a little torn. With the group of people left behind by Li Chunchu, his fear of Antonio was far less than before. Even if it was a head-on confrontation, the one who would win in the end would definitely win.
It's him.
But after thinking for a while, he decided to let it go.
Wenjian Taoran is indeed stingy and greedy for money, but what he is most praised for in the Yuanqiong Realm is his political tactics. He takes whatever he needs and gives it up whenever he needs to, never hesitating about it.
Maybe he does have the ability to win the war with Antonio, but he must pay a heavy price for it. How many casualties will they have during the war? Especially the Rising Sun Company, except for Cadillan Gibson, who has a level 9 magic power
Apart from professionals, the rest of the staff are ordinary people.
This will be his biggest weakness in the war. For a mere few million gold shields, putting so many people into danger for himself is definitely not something a wise man would do.
Li Mochen still needs time to grow until he is confident that he can deal with enemies like Antonio without paying too much price.
After the two conversations ended, Li Mochen casually threw the brick in his hand to Qi Tai: "Hold it for me during the day. If anyone calls me, please inform me at school as soon as possible."
He thought he couldn't take this thing to school? This was somewhat inconvenient.
The pistol is different. It maintains Li Mochen's sense of security. And if he feels uneasy, it will definitely lead to further loss of control of his demonic thoughts.
So this thing seems to be no different from a landline phone?
When he arrived at the school, Li Mochen happened to meet William who was walking out of the gymnasium. The latter looked at him with a strange look, and turned his head to look at him from time to time.
In fact, William was not the only one doing this in the school at this time. Many people were doing this, peeking in secretly, and they were all full of curiosity.
Li Mochen knew the reason. This was probably because Naison Sports Group's publicity strategy was beginning to take effect.
When he called the law firm before, Mike mentioned to him that his story of advancing to the fourth round without a fight had appeared on major television stations and newspapers.
But when William looked back for the seventh time, Li Mochen still couldn't stand it anymore: "Have you seen enough? William. I don't have an extra ear, nor a second mouth."
"But you became famous, and it became famous throughout Georgia, and even the country."
William was full of envy: "In the past two days, several TV stations have talked about you, including NBC America. My family also mentioned you during dinner last night. Lucky Andre,
Good luck Andre, and he said you must be Lady Luck’s chosen one.”
"I don't think so. It's a good thing for those people that they didn't meet me."
Li Mochen shook his head disapprovingly: "Okay! William, if you enter NMOSA in the future, sooner or later you will be noticed."
"I have certain confidence in this, but if you are willing to lend me one-tenth of your luck, then I will definitely be able to become a professional cold weapon fighter."
William shrugged, and then he stopped at the door of the classroom: "Ah Mo, did you notice? Richard doesn't seem to be here today?"
Li Mochen also noticed that the grade counselor, who usually patrolled his territory like a lion in the morning, was missing today. He didn't think much about it, but just guessed that Mr. Richard was probably punished by the school.
"You must have been suspended, right? In front of so many people, it feels like the matter is still very serious,"
"Shit!"
William Jacques obviously thought so too. He was very aggrieved for Richard and said angrily: "He shouldn't have cared about that Samson at that time. He was just a piece of shit. His family had earned it with great difficulty.
He has squandered the money like this. Hell, that guy has three sisters. Richard shouldn't ignore him and let him rot by himself. With a background like ours, if we don't have the determination to crawl out of the quagmire
, you definitely can’t get out.”
Li Mochen shook his head slightly. He was also worried that Richard would be fired from the school. If this was the result, not only would the students lose a good teacher and friend, but Linden College would also lose an outstanding staff member. But he was really concerned about this matter.
We have no choice but to sit back and watch what happens.
However, by noon, Li Mochen was a little worried because he did not see the school board's notice of punishment on Richard on the school notice board.
At this time, a sense of foreboding arose in his mind.
Is it an illusion? There are too many demonic thoughts after the fifth level? What could happen to Richard, a teacher who lives in peace with the world?
Li Mochen shook his head, temporarily put aside this ridiculous thought, and devoted his attention to Angela Medici's teaching.
After he revealed his identity last time, Angela became very close to him.
But if I could describe the relationship between them in one sentence, it would be one-sided talking about everything. During the break between the two classes, Angela talked to him about everything, sometimes even involving the privacy of women.
Topics, as well as some private gossip about famous families in the old and new continents.
Li Mochen was actually not interested at all. What he was most looking forward to was that Angela could use three to five million gold shields to knock him out, but it backfired. Angela had no other expression except being more affectionate to him.
But after a few days, he no longer had this idea. Just because Angela's course had gone further, and all the occult knowledge this girl had mastered seemed to have no reservations for him. During the entire teaching process,
He knew everything he knew and said everything he knew. This gave him great help, worth far more than two to three million gold shields.
Just as the first class of the day had just begun, the door of this small conference room was pushed open.
"Louise?"
Angela turned back and glanced at the girl at the door, with confusion on her face: "Louise, what's the matter with you? We are in class."
"I'm looking for Andre."
Louise Linden walked directly in front of Li Mochen: "Do you still remember our agreement before? Classmate Andre?"
"Promise?"
Li Mochen raised his eyebrows and stood up from his seat: "Are you referring to the time a week ago? My promise is still valid."
"What kind of agreement is it?"
Angela became a little curious. She poked her friend's shoulder with her finger: "You made me curious Louise."
"Classmate Andre promised me a week ago that as long as I take his sword, I will give up my scholarship."
Louise explained: "But at that time, we couldn't continue because of your incident."
She originally didn't want to raise this matter with Li Mochen when Angela was present. But now the atmosphere in the club is getting worse and worse, and the pressure from several coaches is increasing, so she has to do it.