Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 421: The Sword Master's Message Shocks Everyone

"Qiye, do you think this 007 team will not give us face?"

Wu Hen touched his chin with a wicked smile on his face.

"If they don't agree to a sparring match, I'll release my pet cockroaches to scare them!"

"Your pet cockroach? Come on, that cockroach of yours that has become a spirit is probably only good at scaring timid girls."

Shen Qingzhu complained mercilessly, "If we really start fighting, I'm afraid he'll be trampled to death with one kick."

"Xiao Qingzhu, I'm not happy with what you said!"

Wu Hen pretended to be angry and glared at Shen Qingzhu.

"My Xiaoqiang is not an ordinary cockroach. It has special skills! It can eat a child in one bite!"

Lin Qiye held his forehead helplessly and interrupted the two people's bickering:

"Over at Team 007, Cao Yuanhai should be able to prove our identities. If that doesn't work, we'll just have to force a fight."

The business car stopped in a somewhat desolate suburb. As soon as everyone got off the car, they were stunned by the scene before them.

Bright banners, fluttering balloons, and neatly arranged welcoming teams,

This doesn't look like the base of a secret operations team; it looks like some grand celebration is being held here!

The large words on the banner, "Warmly welcome the Sword Master's disciple to come and give us guidance," blinded everyone's titanium dog eyes.

"What's going on? Did we go to the wrong set?"

Fatty Baili looked around in confusion, wondering if he was still sleepwalking.

At this time, a man in a neat military uniform walked over quickly with a warm smile on his face. "Everyone, welcome! I'm Guang Shengqing, the captain of Team 007."

"Captain Guang, what...what is going on?" Lin Qiye pointed at the eye-catching banner, his tone full of confusion.

Guang Shengqing laughed heartily: "Haha, we heard that the Sword Saint's students are coming, so of course we have to entertain them well!"

"The Sword Master's student?" Everyone looked at each other, even more confused.

"Yes, we received a letter from the Sword Master saying that you would come to our place for training and exchange."

Guang Shengqing explained, and seeing everyone's puzzled expressions, he added, "Ye Lingsi passed it to us."

"Letter? Can we see it?" Wu Hen suddenly became interested.

Guang Shengqing hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded: "Okay, but the content of the letter..."

"Don't worry, we will keep it absolutely confidential!" Wu Hen patted his chest and promised, with a gossipy gleam in his eyes.

Guang Shengqing turned and walked towards the camp, and everyone followed him, their hearts full of anticipation and curiosity. What exactly was written in the letter from this sword master?

Guang Shengqing led everyone into a conference room and carefully took out an envelope from the drawer. He looked as if he was holding some rare treasure.

On the envelope, the four large characters "Personally from the Sword Master" were written in vigorous and powerful strokes, carrying an unquestionable sense of dominance.

Wu Hen rubbed his hands, his eyes full of curiosity, "Quick, quick, let me see what Sword Saint Boss wrote."

Guang Shengqing cleared his throat, slowly opened the envelope, and took out a thin piece of letter paper. His action seemed as if he was performing some sacred ritual.

He unfolded the letter and handed it to Lin Qiye carefully.

Lin Qiye took the letter, glanced at the contents on it, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wu Hen couldn't wait to move closer, his head almost touching Lin Qiye's arm.

"Ahem, let me read it!" Wu Hen cleared his throat and began to read in a rhythmic tone:

"007 team brats, my apprentices are going to come over and loosen up your muscles,"

"Don't embarrass me. If you lose too badly, I'll come over and teach you a lesson. I'll show you why flowers are so red!"

"puff--"

Wu Hen couldn't help but burst out laughing, "This Sword Saint, what he says is so funny, isn't it?"

"This tone is definitely that of a domineering CEO! Why are the flowers so red? What the hell is this? Does he also like to play memes?"

"Senior Sword Saint's writing style has always been like this." Lin Qiye's mouth curled up slightly, and he was obviously amused by the content of the letter.

Shen Qingzhu couldn't help but grumble, "This isn't a letter, it's clearly a challenge. Senior Sword Saint is too direct."

Fatty Baili stroked his chin and said thoughtfully, "Why do I feel that Senior Sword Saint is the kind of old man who appears aloof but is actually quite reserved?"

An Yuqing also covered her mouth and chuckled: "Fatty Baili, your description is quite appropriate."

Wu Hen snatched the letter, studied it carefully, and pointed to an inconspicuous corner of the letter.

"Hey? The handwriting of this signature seems a little wrong?"

Guang Shengqing's face froze, and he smiled awkwardly: "This...that...the letter was indeed handed over by Ye Lingsi."

"When I saw the contents of the letter, I thought Senior Sword Saint was joking with us!"

Wu Hen's grin widened. "It seems that the Sword Saint is really interesting! I love this cute contrast!"

He began to imagine the scene when the Sword Master wrote this letter. He must have had a serious face, but there was an interesting soul living inside.

"Okay, no more joking."

Lin Qiye clapped his hands and looked at Guang Shengqing.

"Captain Guang, now that Senior Sword Saint has spoken, can we start sparring?"

Guang Shengqing nodded and bowed quickly, "Of course, of course, everyone, please!"

The group followed Guang Shengqing out of the conference room. Just as they reached the door, Wu Hen suddenly stopped and stared at the ceiling of the conference room with a strange look.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this ceiling... actually has a hidden mechanism?"

Wu Hen's mouth showed a meaningful smile, and his tone became a little playful...