Mo Hanqing looked at her with black lines on his head, tugged his thin lips, and held back five words for a long time: "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Ye Qiqi looked at him with a heroic expression.
Mo Hanqing rolled his eyes at her and didn't want to talk to her anymore.
Early the next morning, Elder Wei came and took Ye Qiqi and the others to a relatively remote courtyard in the Yama Palace.
In that courtyard, there were some scattered people standing, all with white wristbands on their hands. They seemed to be relatively low-level killers.
Ye Qiqi looked around curiously, then reached out and tugged on Mo Hanqing's sleeve, whispering: "Why did he bring us here?"
Mo Hanqing looked around with his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then whispered: "They probably brought us here to brainwash."
"Brainwashing?" Ye Qiqi looked at him with doubts.
"No matter how skilled these people are or what their reasons are for joining the Yama Palace, since they have become members of the Yama Palace, they must first be loyal to the Yama Palace." Mo Hanqing patiently explained to her: "So, they must We will not be allowed to accept the mission as soon as we arrive, but we must first have a sense of identity and support for Yama Luodian."
"I see..." Ye Qiqi nodded, patted his shoulder and said, "Brother, you know so much."
Mo Hanqing smiled, shook his head and whispered: "It's nothing. If you stay in the palace for a long time, you will understand this. It's just the way to be a king and the art of an emperor."
As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Wei, who had been walking in front of them, stopped.
He turned his head, glanced at Ye Qiqi and Mo Hanqing, and told them to just wait here, and then left in a hurry.
After a while, another elder came over. After he gathered the people in the yard, he began to tell them the history and glorious achievements of the Yama Palace in a pleasant manner. Yama's bright future as a killer, and the importance of remaining loyal to Yama.
Ye Qiqi sat below and listened with great interest.
Mo Hanqing's face was expressionless.
A few days passed quickly, and it was the thirtieth in a blink of an eye.
Many people gathered in the square of Yama Hall.
Three elders are responsible for all matters involved in challenging the killer level, and they are carried out in order.
First, the white-level killers challenge the red-level killers, then the reds challenge the oranges, and finally the purples challenge the blacks.
Ye Qiqi and Mo Hanqing arrived at the competition venue early in the morning. However, in the square, there were many people watching the challenge, but not many people actually taking part in the challenge.
Ye Qiqi looked at Mo Hanqing with some confusion and asked, "Brother, why doesn't anyone come up to challenge you?"
"Do you think it's as simple as changing the color of the wristband after the challenge?" Mo Hanqing glanced at her and said calmly: "With each level, although the bounty is higher, the danger of the task also increases. , that means they are more likely to lose their lives."
"Oh... no wonder." Ye Qiqi nodded, with a look of realization on his face.
Sure enough, after the challenge started, in just a moment, those in front were all over.
An elder with a white beard glanced at the crowd around him and announced loudly: "Below, there is a killer who challenges the black wristband level. Is anyone coming?"
"Me! I'm coming!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp voice responded.