"Why?" Mo Xiuzhu looked at Mo Hanqing in astonishment and said, "As long as you agree to let your cold guards compete with the twenty martial arts competition champions brought by Beichen Kingdom, if our Mo Kingdom wants to win, we will definitely win. It’s all right, no problem.”
"Oh... About this issue..." The corner of Mo Hanqing's mouth suddenly raised a naughty arc, and he slowly said to Mo Xiuzhu in a low voice: "It just so happened that my cold guards were on vacation recently. They are staying in the mansion. Once you meet them, you will understand why I said this."
Mo Xiuzhu blinked, still looking puzzled.
Ye Qiqi, on the other hand, stiffened involuntarily after hearing Mo Hanqing's words.
Those Leng Guards... are in terrible shape now.
"No, these are not problems!" Mo Xiuzhu saw that Mo Hanqing did not refuse to let those cold guards play, so he breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "That's it, as long as you agree, everything will be fine." Easy to talk about!”
"Yes, I agree." Mo Hanqing looked at him and nodded very calmly.
"That's good, that's good!" Mo Xiuzhu wiped away the depressed look on his face, and his whole person became cheerful, "Then what, why don't you let the cold guards come over first, and you can give them instructions? I I guess if I go to them directly, they won’t listen to me.”
"Okay." Mo Hanqing responded readily, then turned around, raised an eyebrow at Ye Qiqi, who was sitting next to him, and said, "Qiqi, could you please go call Leng Wei and tell them a few times?" Come to my room now."
"You...are you sure??" Ye Qiqi lowered his head and looked at Mo Hanqing lying on the bed, feeling that there was a trace of schadenfreude in his eyebrows.
"Um."
However, on the surface, Mo Hanqing still looked cold and indifferent.
Ye Qiqi hesitated for a moment, then turned over and got off the bed. She tapped her toes and flew straight out of the room towards the yard where the Leng guards lived.
After a while, Ye Qiqi came back.
When she reached out to push open the door, Mo Xiuzhu subconsciously turned his head and glanced in her direction.
Then, he was completely shocked.
The dozen or so cold guards who followed Ye Qiqi into the room all looked bruised and swollen. They were not the worst, only worse.
If they hadn't been wearing the uniform uniforms of the cold guards of Prince Jing'an, he would have suspected that Ye Qiqi had found a dozen pig heads from somewhere.
"What's going on here!?" Mo Xiuzhu stood up from the stool, looked straight at the dozen cold guards in front of him, and asked with surprise in his voice.
"Ahem... that..." Ye Qiqi coughed twice in embarrassment, then lowered his head and said in a small, almost inaudible voice: "I beat him."
"Did you beat them up!?" Mo Xiuzhu walked quickly to the dozen or so cold guards, looked at them with heartbroken eyes, and accused her with a voice that was almost crying: "Why did you beat them up... You After beating them like this, how can they represent our Mo country to compete with those from Beichen country! Besides, when you can't beat them well, you have to choose this time to beat them... "
Ye Qiqi couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth after listening to his words.