You're sending max-level players to be cannon fodder?

Su's mother didn't quite believe it: "Son, are you having a memory problem? You looked very scared when you saw him just now."

Su Shengjie thought to himself, "I'm scared now too."

The rupture of his mental energy was an unbearable pain for a pampered young master like him, an unforgettable experience etched into his very bones. He understood Zhong Xun's meaning: once the truth was revealed, he would have to go through that pain again in the future.

Because they simply couldn't kill Zhong Xun, and no one could touch the person Meng Jingting was protecting.

"Mom!" Su Shengjie said impatiently, "I'm sure my memory is correct!"

Therefore, Su Yuanfeng could not say anything more, as he did not actually want to be at odds with Meng Jingting.

"Then Mr. Meng..."

"Young Master Su," Meng Jingting suddenly interrupted, "I'm also very curious, why are you so interested in Zhong Xun?"

He used the word "attention".

Su Shengjie's memory instantly became clear. He remembered that day on the back slope, he had originally intended to talk to Zhong Xun...

Cold sweat poured down my back.

No one expected Meng Jingting to suddenly make a fuss about this.

When Su Shengjie met Zhong Xun's gentle smile, his mind went completely blank.

His behavior led people to misunderstand.

In recent years, Su Shengjie has dated countless Omegas, and with his newfound audacity, he dares to covet anyone's partner.

Su Yuanfeng never expected that the accusation against Zhong Xun would be proven false, but instead it turned into a brick spinning in the air, hitting him head-on and making him see stars.

Su Yuanfeng had personally witnessed Su Shengjie's reckless behavior.

Zhong Xun looks like this again...

Su Yuanfeng closed his eyes.

  

Su Shengjie instinctively wanted to explain, "No, Grandpa..."

"That's enough!" Su Yuanfeng interrupted. "You should get some rest! Mr. Meng, Young Master Zhong, it's crowded here, let me take you out first."

Before leaving, Zhong Xun, with an air of magnanimity, smiled at Su Shengjie and said, "Then, Young Master Su, please get some rest."

Su Shengjie hurriedly looked away.

Meng Jing's expression was grim the whole way.

Su Yuanfeng was initially uneasy, but then he thought, since there was no evidence, Zhong Xun didn't say anything out of consideration for his reputation. So, as compensation, he immediately transferred 20 million to Zhong Xun.

Zhong Xun obediently gave out the account number, then looked at the message sent by the bank and fell silent.

I felt a little embarrassed towards Su Shengjie.

Su Yuanfeng then took the opportunity to talk about his past friendship with Old Master Meng, which finally made Meng Jing's expression brighten a bit.

Once in the car, Zhong Xun happily picked up her phone.

"Are you short of money?" Meng Jing asked.

"I can never have too many," Zhong Xun said. "Every scam I get is a win."

The streetlight flashed across the man's face, illuminating the distinct smile on his face.

Zhong Xun: "Are you hungry? You can treat me to a late-night snack."

Meng Jing heard that he actually had company matters to attend to, but after a two-second silence, he asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"It's your decision."

Meng Jingting turned the direction: "Okay."

He took Zhong Xun to an old street, which was quiet during the day. It turned out that all the shops were open at night, but as soon as the sun went down, the food stalls and barbecue stands were bustling with smoke and noise.

Meng Jing skillfully made two turns and then found a small restaurant in the alley.

"Boss," Meng Jing heard, "the usual three dishes, plus a serving of stir-fried green shoots and a cold eggplant salad." Then he looked at Zhong Xun: "Go see what else you want to eat in the cupboard."

Zhong Xun glanced at it: "Add some spare ribs."

"Alright!" The owner, a middle-aged man, came out carrying a kettle. As he poured tea, his eyes darted back and forth between Meng Jingting and Zhong Xun. Finally, he asked teasingly, "Boyfriend?"

"No," Zhong Xun said softly.

Meng Jing's fingertips turned white as she gripped her phone.

Chung Xun added, "We are a legal couple."

Meng Jing calmly raised his cup and took a sip of tea.

"Ouch!" The boss almost spilled the water, somewhat surprised and incredulous. "I've seen you always on missions, and you even have a partner?"

Zhong Xun understood that Meng Jingting often came here to fill his stomach when he was working at the Trial Court.

ding ding ding-

A crisp bell rang, and a little girl with pigtails walked in. The bell was on her hair tie. She was fair-skinned and cute, about seven or eight years old. The first thing she did when she saw Meng Jingting was to call him "Uncle" affectionately.

"Hmm." Meng Jing's expression softened. "Has the little girl eaten?"

"I ate! Mom made me egg rice before the shop opened." The little girl noticed Zhong Xun, her eyes lighting up, her voice even sweeter: "Hello, brother!"

Meng Jingting: "..."

Zhong Xun suppressed a laugh: "Hello."

The little girl talked to Zhong Xun for a long time, and Zhong Xun responded patiently. Finally, when the dishes were served, the boss called her away.

Meng Jing remained silent, and when he broke apart the chopsticks, there was a crisp "snap" sound.

Zhong Xun placed a piece of stir-fried green sprouts in his bowl and said with a smile, "You usually have such a serious face."

Meng Jing didn't rush to eat, but waited until Zhong Xun tasted the ribs before eating the green sprouts.

Zhong Xun would never have come to a place like this before; he thought it was dirty and chaotic. Of course, it wasn't a test; Meng Jingting was just confirming something.

"Daddy, I'm going out to play with Huihui!" the little girl shouted.

The boss poked his head out: "Okay, be careful, come back when the kids are all gone!"

"Okay!"

This meal was perfectly balanced between salty and sweet. While not the most elaborately prepared dishes, the fresh ingredients were very comforting.

"Zhang Yingyang introduced him," Meng Jing heard. "He's a seasoned veteran in the Tribunal."

Zhong Xun rarely heard him speak so vividly, so he asked a few more questions.

The dishes on the table were quickly devoured.

Zhong Xun was about to get up when Meng Jingting stopped him, saying, "Didn't I say it was my treat?"

Zhong Xun nodded. He would smile whenever he met Meng Jingting's gaze. He was obedient and gentle, and looking at him for a long time would give people the illusion of being worshipped.

Meng Jingting warned himself not to let his mind wander anymore.

"Hey, not bad." The boss was quite familiar with Meng Jingting, and unlike others who were so cautious when facing the Arbitrator, he spoke. "Judging from what your subordinates said, I thought you were single and was planning to introduce you to a couple."

"No need," Meng Jingting said, a slight smirk playing on her lips. "I've turned around."

"Um……"

boom! ! !

Flames shot skyward in an instant, and heat waves, carrying flying stones and debris, surged in from afar, blowing away the signboard at the entrance.

Zhong Xun's ears rang for a moment.

Then came the alarms from various electric vehicles mixed with people's roars and screams.

From outside the alley came a heart-wrenching scream: "Huihui!"

"Huihui?" The boss's face instantly turned pale: "Xiaoya is with him..."

The next second, the boss ran out.

Zhong Xun and Meng Jingting exchanged a glance and quickly followed, but just as they reached the door, a shocking voice rang out from the crowd: "It's pollutants!!!"

Zhong Xun's expression changed. "Real-time monitoring in Area A: Where did these pollutants come from?"

A gust of wind blew past him, and Zhong Xun subconsciously reached out his hand. Meng Jingting was already in front of him, with raging flames and billowing black smoke above his head. Behind the smoke, a twisted and enormous shadow could be seen.

Meng Jing tossed the car keys to Zhong Xun and tilted her head slightly: "Going home right away."

After speaking, the man bowed slightly, his overall figure instantly becoming unruly and taut. Almost in a flash, Meng Jing rushed out like a cheetah, leaping dozens of meters away from the rooftop in the blink of an eye.