"Mm, hurry up and board."
Su Mo nodded.
Very soon, Lan Xi, Qian Chengxue and the others boarded the Immortal Blade one after another.
Just as Sun Duoxiang was about to get on the ship, he was stopped by Su Mo.
"You wait."
"Ah? Boss, what's up?"
Sun Duoxiang asked with a completely dumbfounded face.
"You're not getting on."
Su Mo replied simply.
"Why?"
Sun Duoxiang looked at Su Mo even more confused; he had no idea what he'd done wrong.
"You stay here with some men, negotiate with the Federation, and take half of the Magic Moon Flower."
Su Mo instructed briefly.
"N–no, will the Federation even agree to that?"
Sun Duoxiang asked worriedly.
"Relax, they definitely will. Just say it's my order."
Su Mo replied cleanly and decisively.
"Got it, Boss, just leave it to me."
Sun Duoxiang's eyes almost lit up. This was a super fat assignment. Not to mention anything else—if he skimmed just a little off the top, he'd be making a killing.
