Genius Demon Empress

Yue Jinghua rubbed the center of his brows, feeling a sense of powerlessness, it was really a bad start, this is the first team task, and he met such a difficult client.

The first of the three major taboos for mercenaries is meeting a difficult client.

The success or failure of a commissioned task, apart from the strength of the mercenaries, is another factor that depends on the client.

Especially for this kind of mission that also needs to protect the personal safety of the client, a cooperative client can at least increase the success rate of the mission by half.

Judging from the current situation, the old lady in black skirt, that is, Mrs. Qingyan's temper will definitely not get better.

Looking at her outfit and crutches, it proves that her physical condition is average. Yue Jinghua is already considering whether to bring the healer Weiwei along for this mission, in case the old lady is not careful halfway, and she has not been attacked by a mysterious beast. Turned over.

"Captain, should we go up and mediate?" Mrs. Qingyan scolded endlessly. From the food in the inn, to the decoration here, and finally even to the dress of the waiter, almost everyone can be noticed. Mrs. Qingyan scolded all the details.

Just listening to it, Yue Jinghua felt his scalp go numb.

Finally, Chef Mixiu came out of the kitchen, and at the cost of giving a free "Gastrodia elata and Cordyceps tea" and preparing a dish suitable for the taste of "elderly people", he appeased Mrs. Qingyan's emotions.

Seeing that the scene had finally returned to calm, Yue Jinghua cleared his throat, squeezed out a smile suitable for all ages, stepped forward, and greeted him very politely: "This old lady, you have a good temperament, With elegant speech, it must be the client of our mission, Mrs. Qingyan."

Before he finished speaking, a spoon with spittle flying over him.

Yue Jinghua flashed immediately, and saw the old lady Qingyan taking a sip of hot soup, without even looking at Yue Jinghua with her eyelids, and whimpering through her nostrils: "How does Luo Lin do things? Why did you find such an innocent girl?" Etiquette, a crappy mercenary who doesn't even understand basic punctuality."

"Not punctual?" Yue Jinghua has seen the old lady's nonsense skills, she endured her temper, and pointed to the table and chairs with tea sets beside her, "Madam Qingyan, you misunderstood, we have come here long ago It's just that you haven't come, old lady, so we first analyzed the route of this mission and..."

"Not only is it not polite, but also talks a lot. Talking is just sophistry. Anyway, I'm big by nature, so I don't care about juniors like you. Don't hold back, go and settle the money for this table first. Let the old man wait for a long time , I don’t know how the elders in the family taught you.” The old lady Qingyan only took one bite of each dish, and she didn’t want to eat more, waved her hand, and asked Yue Jinghua to pay the bill quickly.

"Pay the bill? I didn't eat a bite," Yue Jinghua was dumbfounded.

Seeing that something was wrong, Feng Buhui hurriedly dragged Yue Jinghua to pay the bill while repeatedly persuading him.

If this is not careful, and the entrusted task fails, Yue Jinghua will very likely become the first celebrity in the mercenary world to accidentally kill the client because of anger.

"Fifty Profound Pills, I ate fifty Profound Pills in one meal," Yue Jinghua held his heart with one hand, feeling like he was about to get angry with a heart attack.

On the other hand, the old lady in black skirt, Mrs. Qingyan was taking out a jade whalebone toothpick, picking her teeth very carefully, drinking the Cordyceps tea that Bai Yueting sent as an apology.

"Patience, this old lady is not easy," Feng Buhui was much more calm than Yue Jinghua.

The identity of this old lady is not simple, she comes from the Qing family.

Speaking of the Qing family, we have to go back in history, all the way back to the development history of Wusheng Town.

In the Canglong Continent, every rising mercenary town is filled with bitterness, blood and tears that are hard to describe.

When the first batch of mercenaries entered Wusheng Town, it was almost a poor place. Only relying on the development of mercenaries, Wusheng Town would never reach the scale it is today.

At that time, there was a businessman surnamed Qing who invested all his wealth in Wusheng Town.

Hot spring resorts, old districts, roads, houses, immigrants, Wusheng Town, after five generations of the Qing family's unremitting management, finally rose in the Xuanshou Mountain Ridge.

After the rise of Wusheng Town, people from the Qing family also occupied more than half of the land in Wusheng Town because of their early investments.

And the family with the surname Qing started from the fifteenth generation, and it was passed down to the thirty-sixth generation, which was Mrs. Qingyan, and there was only one female heiress.

Mrs. Qingyan was married once and had no children. She is also the current head of the Qing family. Even Bai Yueting, where Yue Jinghua and others are now, belongs to the Qing family. That is why the boss of Bai Yueting and everyone are right. She is polite.

The local tyrant, the evil landlord.

The mentality of hating the rich exploded in an instant, Yue Jinghua gritted his teeth, no matter what era it was, the landlords were the greatest enemies of the working people.

Resentment is resentment, Yue Jinghua still overcomes the urge to kill with reason.

Yue Jinghua smiled happily and chatted with Mrs. Qingyan: "Madam, I don't know what you plan to do in order to find the secret way into Shuiyu Peak?"

"Old woman, I have lived a long time and have been to many places, but I have never been to the scenery near Shuiyu Peak, so I just want to go in and see it," Mrs. Qingyan said, and glanced at the person behind Yue Jinghua. Feng Buhui said, "There are only two of you, you can't make it, there are not enough people, I need three people."

"Our mercenaries are all experienced old mercenaries. If it is suitable, we can set off at another day." Yue Jinghua couldn't see the task in his hand flying away, and hurriedly spread out the map.

"Let's go this afternoon. I don't want the tall guy behind you. He has too much anger and I can't sleep well in front of him. I also need a female mercenary who can cook to take care of my daily life. , and find another one that can cure headaches and brain fever, three people are enough, the old lady is nervous, so there can't be too many people," Mrs. Qingyan glanced at Yue Jinghua and Feng Bugui seemingly.

Too hostile? Hearing Mrs. Qingyan's evaluation of him, Feng Buhui's complexion changed drastically.

A seemingly ordinary old woman actually sensed the spirit of the demon crossbow carried by Feng Buhui?

Yue Jinghua also frowned, according to Mrs. Qingyan's words, among the three people she wants, there must be Weiwei and Chixi. As for the other candidate, should it be herself or Fengbuhui?

"You and Weiwei and Chixi are walking together, and Feng Buhui and I follow behind," Feng Buhui's voice transmission floated to Yue Jinghua's ear.

"No, the two of you stay and watch the situation in the town," Yue Jinghua said in a deep voice.

It had to be like this, so Yue Jinghua and Mrs. Qingyan wrote a letter of entrustment and signed their names.

Yue Jinghua rubbed the center of his brows, feeling a sense of powerlessness, it was really a bad start, this is the first team task, and he met such a difficult client.

The first of the three major taboos for mercenaries is meeting a difficult client.

The success or failure of a commissioned task, apart from the strength of the mercenaries, is another factor that depends on the client.

Especially for this kind of mission that also needs to protect the personal safety of the client, a cooperative client can at least increase the success rate of the mission by half.

Judging from the current situation, the old lady in black skirt, that is, Mrs. Qingyan's temper will definitely not get better.

Looking at her outfit and crutches, it proves that her physical condition is average. Yue Jinghua is already considering whether to bring the healer Weiwei along for this mission, in case the old lady is not careful halfway, and she has not been attacked by a mysterious beast. Turned over.

"Captain, should we go up and mediate?" Mrs. Qingyan scolded endlessly. From the food in the inn, to the decoration here, and finally even to the dress of the waiter, almost everyone can be noticed. Mrs. Qingyan scolded all the details.

Just listening to it, Yue Jinghua felt his scalp go numb.

Finally, Chef Mixiu came out of the kitchen, and at the cost of giving a free "Gastrodia elata and Cordyceps tea" and preparing a dish suitable for the taste of "elderly people", he appeased Mrs. Qingyan's emotions.

Seeing that the scene had finally returned to calm, Yue Jinghua cleared his throat, squeezed out a smile suitable for all ages, stepped forward, and greeted him very politely: "This old lady, you have a good temperament, With elegant speech, it must be the client of our mission, Mrs. Qingyan."

Before he finished speaking, a spoon with spittle flying over him.

Yue Jinghua flashed immediately, and saw the old lady Qingyan taking a sip of hot soup, without even looking at Yue Jinghua with her eyelids, and whimpering through her nostrils: "How does Luo Lin do things? Why did you find such an innocent girl?" Etiquette, a crappy mercenary who doesn't even understand basic punctuality."

"Not punctual?" Yue Jinghua has seen the old lady's nonsense skills, she endured her temper, and pointed to the table and chairs with tea sets beside her, "Madam Qingyan, you misunderstood, we have come here long ago It's just that you haven't come, old lady, so we first analyzed the route of this mission and..."

"Not only is it not polite, but also talks a lot. Talking is just sophistry. Anyway, I'm big by nature, so I don't care about juniors like you. Don't hold back, go and settle the money for this table first. Let the old man wait for a long time , I don’t know how the elders in the family taught you.” The old lady Qingyan only took one bite of each dish, and she didn’t want to eat more, waved her hand, and asked Yue Jinghua to pay the bill quickly.

"Pay the bill? I didn't eat a single bite," Yue Jinghua was dumbfounded.

Seeing that something was wrong, Feng Buhui hurriedly dragged Yue Jinghua to pay the bill, still repeatedly persuading him.

If this is not careful, and the entrusted task fails, Yue Jinghua will very likely become the first celebrity in the mercenary world to accidentally kill the client because of anger.

"Fifty Profound Pills, I ate fifty Profound Pills in one meal," Yue Jinghua held his heart with one hand, feeling like he was about to get angry with a heart attack.

On the other hand, the old lady in black skirt, Mrs. Qingyan was taking out a jade whalebone toothpick, picking her teeth very carefully, drinking the Cordyceps tea that Bai Yueting sent as an apology.

"Patience, this old lady is not easy," Feng Buhui was much more calm than Yue Jinghua.

The identity of this old lady is not simple, she comes from the Qing family.

Speaking of the Qing family, we have to go back in history, all the way back to the development history of Wusheng Town.

In the Canglong Continent, every rising mercenary town is filled with bitterness, blood and tears that are hard to describe.

When the first batch of mercenaries entered Wusheng Town, it was almost a poor place. Only relying on the development of mercenaries, Wusheng Town would never reach the scale it is today.

At that time, there was a businessman surnamed Qing who invested all his wealth in Wusheng Town.

Hot spring resorts, old districts, roads, houses, immigrants, Wusheng Town, after five generations of the Qing family's unremitting management, finally rose in the Xuanshou Mountain Ridge.

After the rise of Wusheng Town, people from the Qing family also occupied more than half of the land in Wusheng Town because of their early investments.

And the family with the surname Qing started from the fifteenth generation, and it was passed down to the thirty-sixth generation, which was Mrs. Qingyan, and there was only one female heiress.

Mrs. Qingyan was married once and had no children. She is also the current head of the Qing family. Even Bai Yueting, where Yue Jinghua and others are now, belongs to the Qing family. That is why the boss of Bai Yueting and everyone are right. She is polite.

The local tyrant, the evil landlord.

The mentality of hating the rich exploded in an instant, Yue Jinghua gritted his teeth, no matter what era it was, the landlords were the greatest enemies of the working people.

Resentment is resentment, Yue Jinghua still overcomes the urge to kill with reason.

Yue Jinghua smiled happily and chatted with Mrs. Qingyan: "Madam, I don't know what you plan to do in order to find the secret way into Shuiyu Peak?"

"Old woman, I have lived a long time and have been to many places, but I have never been to the scenery near Shuiyu Peak, so I just want to go in and see it," Mrs. Qingyan said, and glanced at the person behind Yue Jinghua. Feng Buhui said, "There are only two of you, you can't make it, there are not enough people, I need three people."

"Our mercenaries are all experienced old mercenaries. If it is suitable, we can set off at another day." Yue Jinghua couldn't see the task in his hand flying away, and hurriedly spread out the map.

"Let's go this afternoon. I don't want the tall guy behind you. He has too much anger and I can't sleep well in front of him. I also need a female mercenary who can cook to take care of my daily life. , and find another one that can cure headaches and brain fever, three people are enough, the old lady is nervous, so there can't be too many people," Mrs. Qingyan glanced at Yue Jinghua and Feng Bugui seemingly.

Too hostile? Hearing Mrs. Qingyan's evaluation of him, Feng Buhui's complexion changed drastically.

A seemingly ordinary old woman actually sensed the spirit of the demon crossbow carried by Feng Buhui?

Yue Jinghua also frowned, according to Mrs. Qingyan's words, among the three people she wants, there must be Weiwei and Chixi. As for the other candidate, should it be herself or Fengbuhui?

"You and Weiwei and Chixi are walking together, and Feng Buhui and I follow behind," Feng Buhui's voice transmission floated to Yue Jinghua's ear.

"No, the two of you stay and watch the situation in the town," Yue Jinghua said in a deep voice.

It had to be like this, so Yue Jinghua and Mrs. Qingyan wrote a letter of entrustment and signed their names.