"Oh!"

Qin Hao blinked, somewhat surprised, and said, "So you are the 'Masked Assassin' ranked ninth on the Assassin List?"

Even though he was in Huaxia, he would occasionally log onto the dark web to follow the changes and events abroad. With Fatty as such a capable subordinate outside, he would always know any big news first.

The Masked Assassin, even among many rookie assassins, was a prominent figure.

Due to the mysterious identity and having risen to the top ten on the assassin list within a few months, the speed was only slightly slower than the former Night Emperor. Because of this, the Masked Assassin was also reputed as the most promising successor to the Night Emperor.

What Qin Hao didn't expect was that this "potential successor" was genuinely his apprentice in name and reality.

Fate, mysterious and inexplicable!

"Hmph, impressive, right!"

Butterfly arrogantly puffed out her chest, squeezing someone into forgetting themselves.

"Cough, cough, very impressive, you are indeed a proud disciple of mine. But disciple, why don't you use the name Butterfly? It feels more powerful than Masked Assassin."

"I just wanted to give Master a surprise!"

Butterfly explained with a face full of reminiscence, "I used to be so weak, always relying on Master for protection. Later, I realized I didn't want to be a burden to Master, so I went abroad to train hard."

"It was also thanks to witnessing Master's action back then. My assassination techniques are all patterned after you!"

"Sigh, just by staying by Brother's side and observing, you managed to learn through stealing skills, girl, your talent is truly astonishing."

Qin Hao sighed with admiration, adding, "So you've come back to protect Master now?"

"Of course! Although I'm still not as good as Master, I can lurk in the shadows. If those foreigners dare to assassinate you, I guarantee to give them a 'big surprise'!"

After not seeing her for many days, Butterfly had matured significantly, and her face radiated the unique brilliance of an independent woman.

"Good, seeing you so confident as my disciple, I'm relieved."

Qin Hao rubbed his chin, speaking in a gentle tone, "Disciple, actually, be it enemies or brainless newcomers, I fear none. When Brother was playing at assassination, these guys were still playing with mud at home. So, they can't harm me. To not waste your talent, I want you to protect my sister…"

Butterfly firmly refused with a taut face, "No, I specifically returned to the country for Master! I just want to lurk around you all the time!"

Hearing his obedient disciple act coyly, Qin Hao felt sweet inside. Having great charm is troubling, with such a cute girl stubbornly clinging on!

You feel helpless!

However, he spoke righteously, "Disciple, do you know why those foreigners exposed my identity?"

Butterfly shook her head in puzzlement.

Qin Hao's face flashed with a trace of anger, "Just because, my sister is the Witch Race Saintess, and those foreigners want to use her blood for some evil deed. Now, I am merely a decoy; their real target is my sister."

"She's about your age, and just as cute and pretty as you. Could you bear to see such a tender young girl being harmed by those beasts?"

It must be said, the combination of flattery and tear-inducing is very powerful, not to mention, women are emotional creatures, filled with sympathy for those with similar points.

In Butterfly's bones, her childish nature hadn't changed.

Being incited with a few words, she wrinkled her nose, lightly biting her teeth, "Those wicked villains, of course, I won't let them succeed! Master, your sister is under my protection!"

"Very good, that's my good disciple!"

Qin Hao was extremely pleased, reaching out to pinch Butterfly's cheek.

Qin Ling possessed the Power of Bloodline from the Witch Race, her strength was about the same as his when his bloodline wasn't awakened. Theoretically speaking, very few could defeat her one-on-one.

Now, with Butterfly's secret protection, one in the light, one in the dark, the destructive power of the young duo increased geometrically, making it difficult for those foreigners to threaten them.

Upon reflection, Qin Hao felt that even facing these two girls would only give him a headache.

...

At one o'clock in the afternoon, which should be nap time, the conference room at the headquarters of the Ancient Martial Alliance was packed.

The high-level officials divided into two rows along the rectangular conference table, each one a person of extraordinary status and power, considered monumental figures in the eyes of the ordinary.

If it were before, seeing such figures, Ma Xiaowei would always feel a little nervous.

But today, he stood calmly on the platform, his gaze exceptionally bright and confident.

Ever since he witnessed Qin Hao's martial arts and noble character,

he realized that the high officials present were just a group of power-grabbing, pretentious little people.

Many among them had even forgotten the original purpose of the Alliance's formation - "to eliminate harm for the people, to rescue and heal."

"Such an organization should be led by a leader like Master, the old Commander-in-Chief. Alliance Leader Chen is also good, just let him hold the vice leader position."

Ma Xiaowei's mind wandered aimlessly, and sitting at the main seat, Chen Ruohao cleared his throat, saying with vigor, "Captain Ma, you may begin your report."

"Yes."

Ma Xiaowei responded softly, adjusting the angle of the microphone in front of him, and began his report, "In the morning, I had a preliminary observation of the Night Emperor and found that he is not as indifferent as rumored..."

Ma Xiaowei was a silent and introverted person. After the death of his parents, he became depressed, rarely interacting with outsiders except to eliminate evil enemies.

But today, to highlight Qin Hao's heroic and formidable nature, he did not hesitate to use words of praise and a lively tone.

It could be said that by the end of his report, it had completely turned into a speech, leaving many of the familiar high officials dumbstruck.

Ma Xiaowei speaking so fluently? And with such emotion? Did this guy take the wrong medicine?

The high-level officials were astonished but still absorbed the information from his report.

In summary, Ma Xiaowei's message can be distilled into one sentence.

"The Night Emperor is not a cruel person; he is noble in character, extremely skilled in martial arts, not harmful to society, and voluntarily rescued a boy from a fire with a flick of his sleeve, leaving Ma Xiaowei in utter admiration."

Upon understanding this, the high officials wore bizarre expressions.

The legendary Night Emperor, as described by Ma Xiaowei, turned into a living Lei Feng?

The tone and complexion of this kid treated the Night Emperor as an idol?

Several high-level officials were in utter mental disarray.

"This is roughly the situation I encountered this morning. If I were to make an assessment, Night Emperor's skill level is above SS, possibly even SSS; as for his level of danger, I rate it as G, because a hero indifferent to fame and a life-saving hero cannot possibly pose a threat to society!"

After Ma Xiaowei finished speaking, the conference room fell into silence, with several high officials speechless.

Clap, clap, clap!

Applause sounded, and it turned out that Chen Ruohao was smiling and clapping.

Since the Alliance Leader did it, how could others not give face?

Thus, the high officials applauded vigorously, even if they were unwilling in their hearts, they showed joyful smiles on their faces.

As if they were celebrating the greatness of the Night Emperor, Qin Hao.

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