Chapter 515
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Chapter 515: The Letter of the Sword Saint
“So, how to convince them to fight us fairly is also a problem…” Bai Li Pang Pang pondered.
“How did you do it before?” Shen Qingzhu asked.
Lin Qiye and the others exchanged glances.
“Kidnapping.”
“…”
Shen Qingzhu fell silent for a moment, “Actually, what’s the harm in kidnapping them again?”
“… It’s best not to.” Cao Yuan said softly, “It’s really not that complicated. As long as I make an appearance, they will believe us.”
Bai Li Pang Pang seemed to have thought of something and suddenly realized, “I almost forgot, Old Cao, you were a member of the 007 team before. You can prove our identity!”
“Mm.” Cao Yuan nodded, “Captain Guang is a reasonable person. This battle with the 007 team should go smoothly.”
As they spoke, the vehicle slowly came to a stop.
Lin Qiye and the others got out of the car and were suddenly stunned by the sight before them.
The base of the 007 team was in an old, standalone office building on the edge of the city. From the outside, it looked quite dilapidated, but inside, all five floors were their office space.
At this moment, in the most prominent position on the second floor, a brand new banner was hanging.
——Warmly welcoming team members to come for a spar!
Clap—!!
Two crisp sounds rang out, and from the third-floor windows, two colorful streamers burst open, showering colorful paper strips from the sky, landing at Lin Qiye and the others’ feet.
Beneath them was a bright and solemn red carpet.
Lin Qiye and the others stared at this unbelievable scene, collectively frozen in place.
“… What’s going on?” Bai Li Pang Pang asked in confusion, “Team members… is that a leader’s name?”
“I think it’s referring to us,” An Qingyu adjusted her glasses.
“Old Cao! Your influence is really big!” Bai Li Pang Pang excitedly patted Cao Yuan on the shoulder, “They even arranged a red carpet!”
Cao Yuan looked at everything in front of him with suspicion, his expression somewhat strange, “It shouldn’t be like this…”
Just as Lin Qiye was about to speak, a synchronized applause came from ahead. Several figures quickly walked out of the building, beaming smiles as they approached Lin Qiye and the others.
“Hello, I am Guang Qingsheng, the captain of the 007 team stationed in Huaihai City.” The leading young man shook hands with Lin Qiye and the others one by one, “You must be the students of the Sword Saint, right?”
Lin Qiye and the others exchanged surprised glances.
“… Yes.”
“Captain Guang.” Cao Yuan smiled politely.
“Eh?” Guang Qingsheng looked at Cao Yuan, surprise flashing across his face, “Cao Yuan? You’re here too?”
Then, as if he thought of something, he said, “Oh… so the other team you mentioned being transferred to is this reserve team… Not bad, you’ve made progress!”
Cao Yuan’s mouth twitched slightly.
So… these arrangements really had nothing to do with him.
“We’ve been waiting for a long time. Please come inside. The sparring venue has been arranged. Would you like to rest for a while before starting, or shall we begin right away?” Guang Qingsheng asked politely.
“Let’s wait a moment first.” Lin Qiye asked suspiciously, “How did you know we were coming?”
“Oh, yesterday afternoon, we received a letter from the Sword Saint that Commander Ye personally delivered. He said you would come to challenge us today and asked us to treat you well.”
“A letter from the Sword Saint?”
Lin Qiye was taken aback, “Can we take a look at it?”
“Uh…” Guang Qingsheng hesitated, “You can, but… never mind, please sit inside first. I’ll go get the letter for you.”
Lin Qiye and the others followed Guang Qingsheng, walking the red carpet into the office building, and were led to the reception room to sit down.
This office building was clearly a product of a bygone era, with relatively old furnishings, but every corner was cleaned spotless, making it quite pleasant to look at.
“So many files…”
Shen Qingzhu walked over to a nearby bookshelf, her gaze sweeping over the densely packed documents, murmuring to herself.
“Huaihai City has a large population, and the ‘mysterious’ occurrences are quite frequent. These are just the files from the past two years; the rest on the third and fourth floors are all storage for files,” Cao Yuan explained.
“So many? Then the 007 team must be very busy?” Bai Li Pang Pang exclaimed.
“Yeah…” Cao Yuan sighed, “When I was still in the 007 team, it was either hunting down the ‘mysterious’ or on the way to hunt them down. The workload of the 007 team was heavy; there was simply no time to organize team-building activities, let alone develop side businesses.”
“It seems the 007 team is quite powerful,” Lin Qiye said thoughtfully.
“Mm, very strong. This is a team that excels in combat,” Cao Yuan nodded seriously, “Be careful during the challenge later…”
While they were chatting, Guang Qingsheng had already brought the letter over.
Lin Qiye took the envelope, opened it, and pulled out the letter, reading it aloud, his mouth twitching slightly.
“Foolish members of the 007 team:
Tomorrow, my students, who are the reserve team of the fifth special team, will come to Huaihai City to challenge you. Please prepare the venue in advance and send out seven team members to fight them fairly. No one from the ‘Klein’ realm is allowed to intervene.
Do not attempt any tricks,
Unless you want to be torn apart.
(I am not the Sword Saint).”
In this letter, the words “torn apart” and “Sword Saint” were deliberately bolded, the strokes sharp and filled with a terrifying sword intent, as if ready to leap off the paper and slice the reader’s throat!
It gave the impression that Zhou Ping was already holding a sword, expressionless, resting it against your neck, asking whether you wanted to live or die…
Reading this letter instilled an inexplicable sense of life-and-death crisis.
Lin Qiye: …
“This letter… was personally delivered by Commander Ye?” Lin Qiye turned stiffly to look at Guang Qingsheng beside him.
“Exactly.” Guang Qingsheng forced a smile, “Senior Sword Saint… really loves to joke, haha…”
As he laughed, Guang Qingsheng’s smile began to fade.
Lin Qiye’s mouth twitched; he could imagine Guang Qingsheng’s expression when he first saw this letter—it must have been quite something.
The terrifying sword intent contained in the strokes, combined with the fact that it was personally delivered by Commander Ye… who else could have written this letter besides the Sword Saint?
If the Sword Saint said he would tear them apart, how could they dare to be the slightest bit negligent?
The 007 team probably had nightmares last night…
“Senior Sword Saint really loves to joke.”
Lin Qiye looked down at the letter in his hand, a slight smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.
