“……”

The secretary froze in place, and in his heart he greeted Yu Mo's relatives countless times, and finally felt deep self-blame because he accidentally injured the Yu clan, and he could only turn this self-blame into anger and re-bless Yu Mo.

In short, you're shameless!

The masters of the Moge Pavilion are at least the Eight Senses!!

I'm a weak secretary, can I catch the killer who dares to assassinate Bajue?

And for so many years, I have never seen a single pavilion master of the Ink Pavilion who has been assassinated, and this kind of person generally represents the strongest of the human race below the Nine Jue!!

Of course, the rest of his life is Qijue, which can be regarded as setting a precedent!

But even for the rest of your life, you can easily kill dozens of yourself!

Killer???

If there is really a killer, I will stop the killer, or send him performance!

Is this what a man with a brain can say?

It's not that I haven't played for the rest of my life, so I vent my anger on myself!

******！

The secretary was still scolding in his heart, but his face was filled with a professional smile, and he nodded slightly: "What you said makes sense, from tomorrow onwards, I will seriously handle the health work of the pavilion master." ”

"Thank you also for the reminder from Team Leader Yu, my respect for you is as endless as a surging river!"

Such a sincere compliment made Yu Mo a little unaccustomed for a while, and once again couldn't help but take a deep look at the secretary and remember his face.

"When your future status is above me, I'm afraid I will die a very miserable death."

"But the good thing is that by then I was already dead, and you dug up my grave at best."

"If I were alive... It's not going to make you that far. ”

"Young people nowadays, it's terrible."

"All of them are insidious and cunning, they don't scold when they are angry, they hide in their hearts!"

"What kind of guys are the five generations..."

Yu Mo muttered in his mouth, just walked past the secretary, pushed open the door and left, leaving only the secretary, still maintaining a professional smile, watching Yu Mo go away.

Until Yu Mo completely disappeared from his field of vision...

"Five generations are all tender fathers!"

The secretary muttered and cursed, and shook his head again reproachfully: "I accidentally injured the ancestors of the Yu family again, guilty of sin..."

"But in the face of this kind of person, it's hard not to hurt you by mistake, don't blame it."

He put the water glass of the rest of his life back on the desk, folded his hands, and bowed seriously to the void, before returning to his workstation, and couldn't help but wail: "My lunch... No more..."

Half an hour later, Yu Sheng stood at the door, his eyes swept over the room, and after finding that Yu Mo had left, he pushed open the door and walked in, handing a lunch box to the secretary: "The last one, I grabbed it..."

It's obviously a heart-warming little act of caring for his subordinates, but looking at the expression of the rest of his life, it always feels a little weird.

Yu Sheng returned to his desk and sat down, and after a moment of silence, he picked up the landline, found a number and dialed it.

"Yuan Lao..."

"Tomorrow morning, start breaking the army..."

"Out of the customs battle."

"Yu Mo should explain it to you in detail."

"Well, the pledge meeting, I hope you come."

"Oh... I can't. ”

"After I finished my speech, they didn't want to go."

"Hard."

Yu Sheng hung up the phone, glanced at the date, got up in a hurry, and left the room, holding a stack of the latest information from the Demon Domain for a while, turning the pages one by one.

"According to the current progress, at the latest in five days, the integration of the demon domain will be completed, and the troops will come to the city."

"If you add the factor of the old white ape, three days..."

"Three days is the limit."

"If this time is exceeded, it is possible that the broken army will face the front and rear attacks of the demon clan and annihilate the entire army."

Yu Sheng was thoughtful, and finally put down the information slowly, and dialed Yuan Qingshan's phone again.

"Elder Yuan, the pledge meeting is suspended, and now we will start gathering."

"This side of the Demon Suppression Pass, please keep an eye on it."

"Breaking the Army..."

"I'll take them to the Demon Domain together."

Yu Sheng pondered for a few seconds and said seriously.

The phone was silent for a moment, as if the connection had dropped a little, and Yuan Qingshan's roar was casually ushered in.

"What ???"

"Impossible!!"

"You are now the Pavilion Master of the Ink Pavilion, and you must not go to the Demon Domain!"

"And this trip to break the army is extremely risky!"

Yuan Qingshan refused the request for the rest of his life almost without any hesitation.

In the face of Yuan Qingshan's resistance, Yu Sheng only pondered slightly: "I am the Pavilion Master of the Ink Pavilion..."

"I know!"

"But I need a reasonable reason for this!"

Yuan Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said.

Yu Sheng continued: "I am the Lord of the Ink Pavilion... So my order, the maximum..."

Hearing the reason given by Yu Sheng, Yuan Qingshan couldn't think of any rebuttal for a while.

Seem...

Reasonable.

I can't stop him...

It's not that he can't give any other explanation for the rest of his life, for example, if this line of work wins a big victory, he will definitely reach a new peak of fame within the human race.

For another example, everyone is a human race, and he can also withstand the dangers that the army can bear.

Or, the meaning of his existence is to lead by example and erect a new example for the human race.

But these, to explain, are too cumbersome.

It's not as simple, straightforward, and time-saving as 'I'm the Lord of the Ink Pavilion'.

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Qingshan would inevitably go to find Yu Mo.

Yu Mo seemed to be idle, and he definitely had plenty of time to list countless benefits and truths, and show off his wisdom by the way.

"Hard work Yuan Lao, let's gather the army."

"Before tonight, gather on the side of the Demon Pass, deep in the mountains."

Yu Sheng said politely again, and then hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Yuan Qingshan fell into a sluggish state, and only reacted after a few seconds, and hurriedly dialed Yumo's phone.

After Yu Mo spoke at length for fifteen minutes, he suddenly began to contact the person in charge of the broken army.

"Hmm..."

"I'll get out of the door."

Yu Sheng looked at the secretary who was holding the lunch box and was a little dazed, thought for a while, and spoke.

The secretary put down the lunch box sluggishly, and the previous emotion of bringing food for the rest of his life disappeared at this moment, and he just asked weakly: "How long..."

"If it's fast, it's a month, if it's slow, maybe three months."

"The worst result, no return..."

Yu Sheng thought about it and explained seriously.

For a while, the secretary's eyes were full of despair: "In other words, I need to hide the news that you are not in the ink pavilion for three months..."

"It may even be possible to hide your death..."

"This meal..."

The secretary lowered his head, looked at his lunch box, and sat down in his chair limp all over.

Right away... It's about to start a big war.

In this case, the pavilion master disappeared for three months, and he wanted to hide from those people...

He had imagined how difficult it would be.