Chapter 528: Chapter 389: Showing Dean Long and Dean Qin the Elemental Ancient Tree King

A day passed in the blink of an eye.

When Mo Qingchen got up and stretched lazily before coming out of his room, what he saw in the living room was a circle of big shots sitting around.

These big shots were all staring at his every move with bright eyes.

"Good morning, everyone..."

Mo Qingchen quietly put down his hand, thinking that as long as he’s not embarrassed, the embarrassment is on others. He put on a fake smile and glanced around.

Sitting in the living room were seven old men in total. Besides Dean Long from the Yanhuang Academy and Dean Qin from the Yanhuang Research Institute, the other five old men were unfamiliar to him.

However, the aura exuding from these elderly men made Mo Qingchen not dare to be neglectful in the slightest.

"Mo boy, the sun’s already shining on your butt, and you’re still saying it’s early!"

Dean Long snapped irritably and gestured for Mo Qingchen to sit next to him.

Dean Long and Dean Qin intentionally left a small spot between them, just big enough to fit this guy.

Clearly, the five old men opposite were not there with good intentions, so Dean Long and Dean Qin were intentionally protecting him a bit.

Mo Qingchen easily understood the situation on the field and naturally sat down beside the two deans.

"Young friend Mo Qingchen, we appreciate your contributions to the Empire, and the Empire will certainly not treat you poorly..."

The old man sitting on the far side had a smile on his face, looking every bit like a smiling tiger, continuously expressing various thanks but revealing no substantive information.

From the man’s attire, Mo Qingchen could tell that he was definitely a leader who had been in a high position for a long time, surely an official of the Empire, and everything he said was formulaic.

In contrast, the other four old men beside him were upright, full of dignity, and exuded a military aura.

The two factions of the Empire did not seem to be on the same page.

"Old Niu, whatever you’re plotting, it won’t work on the Yanhuang Academy’s turf."

Dean Long forcefully interrupted his rambling, a trace of displeasure in his eyes.

Dean Qin, on the side, was glaring at him even more menacingly, virtually ready to let slip the dogs of war if that man dared to say another word.

Clearly, both deans knew what the other side wanted to do, so they were not fond of him at all.

The deans’ intimidation worked quite well; Old Niu immediately shut his mouth.

"Alright, now that Old Niu has finished speaking, it’s our turn.

Young friend Mo, this time you have indeed performed an extraordinary deed, one that might even rewrite the Empire’s destiny.

I assume your name will assuredly be written prominently in future textbooks.

We, representing the four great districts of the southeast, northwest, will not let anyone steal or erase your merits and contributions!

Well, that’s enough chit-chat for now. Let’s discuss the matter of those precious medicines you have in hand, shall we?"

The speaker’s voice was loud and carried a sense of dominance.

Meanwhile, the four old men glared fiercely at Old Niu.

Regarding these four military district representatives, Mo Qingchen thought, "Can I really make it into history and start a family lineage record?"

Having anticipated this, he felt a sense of relief and eased his mind concerning the current rulers of the Empire.

The Z faction wasn’t easy to deal with, but with Dean Long and Dean Qin acting as protectors, surely he wouldn’t suffer losses on the Yanhuang Academy’s turf.

On the other hand, the J faction was much easier to work with, as these military representatives came with an open and straightforward attitude.

They rarely played tricks, but these old scoundrels were really harsh with their price negotiations.

They shamelessly haggled, almost to the point of clinging onto Mo Qingchen’s leg and crying, begging him to sell the medicine to them at a loss for a bargain.

My goodness!

What a desperate bunch!

Mo Qingchen, feeling exhausted mentally, ended the day-long meeting and lay down on a massage bed, both physically and mentally drained.

Luckily, Grey Wolf, that undead character, upon returning, didn’t rest at all. Not only did he set up a micro medicine production line, but he was also working on building a super large automated production line.

The five old men nearly fought to the death over the newly produced batch of twenty doses of medicine.

These grandfathers took no detours when it came to grabbing stuff and fighting.

Techniques like shadow kicks, monkey steals peaches, a punch to the vitals, or a deadly kick were all abounding amongst the five old men, opening Mo Qingchen’s eyes.

Especially the four military representatives, who not only cursed with proficiency—spewing high curse density—but their moves were equally dirty, all but aimed at having others neutered!

Mo Qingchen decided to keep his distance from these old men, lest he finds himself in the emperor’s palaces at a tender age.

He decided to later ask Grey Wolf to research a comfortable iron crotch to protect his ’brother’.

Lest he meets defeat before success, making his brother weep tears upon tears!

"You kid really managed to hold the line, maintain the base price, and not take a single step back, that’s truly impressive!"

Dean Long, after watching the five old men being taken away by the special plane, looked happily at Mo Qingchen and said.

This whole play had dazzled him, providing a visual feast.

Dean Qin, also all smiles, almost smiling his mouth crooked.

"Don’t I need to eat? Don’t I have other things to research in the future? Doesn’t everything require money?"