There are many experts

Back at the hotel that evening, Lin Ye made some arrangements.

The sword trial will last for three days and will end before the Medicine King Tournament begins.

Ke Yongkang can bring two people in, just say they are junior members of the Ke family, to watch the excitement.

Ning Qingqian will disguise herself as one of Su Mingzhu's female bodyguards. Anyway, she hasn't seen the Su family for many years, and with her makeup skills, it won't be a problem to fool them.

Now that Qin Mo's Gu is inside Su Mingzhu's body, she dares not make any rash moves.

As for Qin Mo, he acted alone.

Two days later, early in the morning, Qin Mo received a phone call and went downstairs, where a line of black cars was already waiting for him.

In the lead car, the passenger window rolled down, revealing Wang Yuyan's meticulously made-up face, which still showed impatience: "Why are you so slow? Know your place! How dare you make my father wait for you? Don't you want to go?!"

These past few days, Wang Yuyan has become increasingly angry about what happened on the plane.

From childhood to adulthood, she has always been the center of attention wherever she goes.

At least in Nanzhao, there aren't many people who dare to give her a hard time.

But what about this kid?

Not only did they slap her in the face, but they also dared to act arrogantly towards Wang Yuanwu.

How could she not be angry?

It should be noted that after sending Chen Jiayou back that day, Wang Yuanwu Hai spent a lot of effort to appease the people of the Martial Alliance.

Although the Wind and Rain Alliance has never been afraid of the Martial Alliance, in the past two years the Wind and Rain Alliance has planned to enter the world, and the path of the Martial Alliance is definitely one they must take.

Otherwise, her father wouldn't have let her go to talk business with Chen Jiayou.

Although Chen Jiayou's injury had nothing to do with the Wang family, the Chen family of the Martial Alliance dared not blame them.

But a rift has inevitably formed between the two sides, and it's likely that cooperation will not be possible in the future.

She simply couldn't understand why her father wouldn't hand over such an ordinary person to the Martial Alliance to curry favor with.

Instead, they want to win him over and even take him to the sword-testing competition!

That was a major event that the Wind and Rain Alliance held once every twenty years, and it was her first time participating.

It would be an immense honor to even catch a glimpse of such a worldly fellow, yet he dared to be so disrespectful!

Qin Mo remained calm, glancing down at her.

He could tell from their first meeting that Wang Yuyan was hostile towards him.

However, he didn't care.

"We agreed to meet at eight o'clock, and now it's exactly time."

Wang Yuyan gritted her teeth, becoming even angrier at his nonchalant attitude.

"Don't you know who you are?"

"My dad paid you to do things for him, shouldn't you have come down and waited for him earlier?"

"What qualifications do you have to block my way here...?"

She was unhappy and still wanted to argue.

"Yu Yan, that's about enough."

At that moment, Wang Yuanwu's voice came from inside.

The rear window rolled down, revealing Wang Yuanwu's smiling face.

"Young man, don't mind her. That's just how my daughter is. I've spoiled her rotten."

He looked like he had a headache, indicating to Qin Mo not to take it to heart.

"You got off at just the right time. Get in the car now, we need to leave."

This time, Wang Yuyan was much more obedient than before. As soon as Wang Yuanwu spoke, she obediently shut up.

However, before she finished, she glared at Qin Mo with resentment and angrily closed the car window.

Qin Mo didn't say much, and Chong Wang Yuanwu nodded: "Okay, which car should I take?"

"The fourth one is the one with the grappling hook. You two had a brief sparring session the other day, and he'd like to ask you for some pointers."

Wang Yuanwu had a friendly smile and seemed very approachable.

Qin Mo smiled and nodded, then walked to the fourth car and sat down.

I opened the car door and got in. Besides the driver, there was only one person, Fei Claw, inside.

Upon seeing him, Feizhua merely glanced at him briefly before staring out the window, showing no sign of wanting to communicate with him as Wang Yuanwu had claimed.

Qin Mo didn't care; all he wanted was a way to join the Wind and Rain Alliance.

He didn't care what happened to the Wang family.

He guessed correctly; the Wang family that had invited him was the Wang family of the Wind and Rain Alliance. Otherwise, they wouldn't have brought a disciple of a reclusive martial arts sect like Flying Claw as a bodyguard.

Moreover, Wang Yuanwu himself also possessed internal energy cultivation.

Their alliance with the Wind and Rain Alliance this time was naturally for the God King Sword.

As Su Mingzhu mentioned before, the four major families have tried every possible means to compete for the position of leader of the alliance.

One method was to find a skilled expert from outside to help them remove the sword.

However, this method has never succeeded so far.

Seeking help from outsiders now is simply gambling on the possibility of something going wrong.

When Qin Mo and Wang Yuyan were talking just now, they already sensed that there was another expert in the lead car besides Wang Yuanwu and his daughter.

It was that driver.

It may seem unassuming, but it is at least a carefree existence in the mortal world.

The martial arts they practice are definitely orthodox martial arts from the Hidden Martial Alliance, with a very solid foundation.

As for the cars behind, they all exuded an unusual aura, and should all be members of the Wang family brought by Wang Yuanwu.

It seems that Wang Yuanwu has made ample preparations for this sword-testing competition.

But what does all this have to do with Qin Mo?

He had already made arrangements with Ning Qingqian and the others to enter the Wind and Rain Alliance, find Dong Wanying, and then take advantage of the chaos of the Sword Trial to take Ning Qingqian's aunt away.

As soon as the door closed, Qin Mo completely ignored the grappling hook, crossed his arms, closed his eyes to rest, and the car fell silent instantly.

However, in the lead car, Wang Yuyan started making a scene.

"Dad! Why did you stop me just now? Why were you so polite to that kid?"

"I disliked him last time. At the airport, he not only didn't give me face, but he didn't even give you face."

"Our Wang family is full of hidden talents, and we don't need the help of this worldly martial artist, so why should we give him a friendly face?"

"Looking across Nanzhao, as long as someone claims to be working for our royal family, there are plenty of warriors more powerful than him who would fawn over them. We don't need him!"

Wang Yuyan pouted and crossed her arms, clearly unhappy.

Although she was not Wang Yuanwu's only child, she was his most beloved youngest daughter, and she had never suffered such humiliation before.

Wang Yuanwu always stopped her from scolding Qin Mo.

Seeing his daughter's displeasure, Wang Yuanwu laughed heartily: "You little rascal, I've really spoiled you rotten."

"When will you understand that face only has meaning for those with power and influence?"

"Sometimes, it's okay to be a little more tolerant for your own benefit."

"Make people think you're humble, give them some benefits, and they'll be willing to work hard for you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wang Yuyan had already stubbornly covered her ears.

"I'm not listening, I'm not listening, here we go again. Why does Dad always have to give me this kind of fatherly lecture? I'm sick of hearing it."

Wang Yuanwu chuckled for a moment, then shook his head helplessly: "Alright, alright, I won't say anymore."

After saying that, he turned to the middle-aged man who was driving and asked, "Ah Yang, what do you think of that man?"

Wang Yuyan, who had been making a fuss, immediately let go of his hand when she heard him ask Uncle Yang to evaluate the boy, and waited expectantly for Uncle Yang's answer...