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Now, three days had passed and everyone had received their summoning order.

Qin Mo brought Rao Rong out of the internet cafe, but they didn't go anywhere.

After boarding the car, Qin Mo tossed him a set of uniform. "Fight a match with me first."

Rao Rong arched his brows. "You're fighting? Personally?"

"Mmh" Qin Mo replied plainly.

Rao Rong was surprised. "Who could make you fight personally?"

"Flies." Qin Mo looked sideways. "Cleaning up before everyone comes back."

Rao Rong: …Hehehe, he was wrong. He thought that after being away for three months, he would've become kinder but it seems like his deadly tongue couldn't be changed.

The car ride was less than half an hour after leaving the internet cafe building.

Rao Rong glanced up. "This is our future headquarters, feels a little serious. Will we be able to order instant noodles next time?"