"Little girl, does your agency only look at age and not strength?" Wang Feng retorted.
"With your age, what strength could you possibly have? Don't mess around." Lingling waved her hand, her tone full of disdain.
Hearing Lingling's words, Wang Feng's mouth twitched involuntarily.
He had imagined countless possibilities, but he never expected to be disliked for being "too young" by a little girl who looked only nine years old.
Just then, an old but strong voice came from the stairwell: "Lingling, is there a commission?"
As soon as the voice fell, an old man with a slight hunch slowly walked down the stairs.
He held an old pipe in his hand, a kind smile on his face, but his eyes held an unfathomable sharpness.
"Grandpa, it's not a commission, he's here for a job interview. But at his age, he's probably just a high school kid, what strength could he possibly have?" Lingling pouted, her tone full of disdain.
Song Qiming slowly walked up to Wang Feng, took a puff from his pipe, exhaled a ring of smoke, and then said with a smile:
"Being young is good, as the saying goes, a newborn calf fears no tiger, fearing nothing. It's just a bit of a pity if you die, having not yet enjoyed life."
Song Qiming looked at him with a smile, and slowly asked, "Young man, what's your name? Where are you from? And what is your magic system?"
Wang Feng took a deep breath, suppressed the helplessness in his heart, and answered concisely: "My name is Wang Feng, I'm from Bo City, and I'm a Healing System Mage."
"Bo City?"
"Healing System?"
The grandfather and granddaughter simultaneously showed surprised expressions, speaking in unison.
Song Qiming shook his head, with a hint of regret in his tone:
"Wang Feng, although the Healing System is rare, at our Qingtian Hunter Agency, hunters usually operate in pairs, and the usefulness of a Healing System Mage is not great. Why don't you try other hunter agencies?"
Wang Feng smiled slightly, and then continued:
"I am not only a Healing System Mage, but also a Summoner, possessing a Battle General Level level summoned beast."
"Battle General Level level?!" Lingling's eyes widened, looking at Wang Feng with a face full of disbelief.
Song Qiming also showed an interested expression, stroking his chin: "An Intermediate Level Mage? That's not impossible then."
After he finished speaking, he turned and took a commission from the counter, placing it on the counter:
"Since you have a Battle General Level level summoned beast, this commission is perfect for you. This can serve as your entrance examination."
Wang Feng curiously picked up the commission and read it carefully.
[Commission Content: Clear a nest of Cave Magic Slaves located on the border of the safe zone outside the Demon Capital.]
[Commission Fee: Five million]
[Client: Mu Family of the Demon Capital]
Seeing the commission content, a hint of surprise flashed in Wang Feng's eyes: "This is… a Family commission?"
Lingling crossed her arms, looking as if she had already seen through everything and said: "I know what you're thinking. A dignified family, yet they don't have enough people to clear a mere nest of demons, right?"
"Isn't that so?" Wang Feng retorted.
"Of course not." Lingling snatched the commission, her tone carrying a hint of mockery:
"Commoners will never understand what these foolish families are thinking. They constantly come up with these 'tests' for their juniors, casually assigning some unprofitable projects for those juniors to handle, calling it 'exercising their abilities'."
Lingling paused, then continued: "Of course, these young masters and ladies of the families are not short on money, and basically spend money to hire an elite hunter team to protect themselves."
She pouted, her tone carrying a hint of mockery: "To put it bluntly, it's just a formality, just to 'experience' it! And this commission is one of them!"
After listening, Wang Feng suddenly understood, and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh: "Indeed, the thoughts of the wealthy, a commoner like me who started from scratch wouldn't understand."
However, understanding is one thing, but it doesn't prevent him from earning this money.
A glint flashed in Wang Feng's eyes, and he said decisively: "Alright, I'll take this commission!"
Song Qiming nodded, smiling contentedly:
"Good, then I'll contact the client for you. Come back here tomorrow morning, and I'll tell you the specific mission details and meeting point."
Wang Feng acknowledged, then turned and left the Qingtian Hunter Agency.
…
Wang Feng returned to his apartment, pushed open the door and saw Ye Xin Xia holding her phone, sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Her small face was flushed, and her eyes held a hint of shyness and hesitation, as if she was struggling with something.
"Xin Xia, what are you looking at?" Wang Feng asked with a smile.
Ye Xin Xia was startled by the sudden voice, and hurriedly hid her phone behind her back.
She stammered: "N-nothing! Brother Wang Feng, isn't your birthday in just over a month? I-I'm picking out a gift! Yes, picking out a gift!"
Wang Feng raised an eyebrow, deliberately revealing a mischievous smile: "Just picking out a gift, why is your face so red? You're not looking at anything strange, are you?"
"N-no! I'm really picking out a gift!" Ye Xin Xia's small face became even redder, like a ripe apple.
Seeing this, Wang Feng couldn't help but laugh. He walked to Ye Xin Xia's side and gently ruffled her hair.
He said gently: "Alright, just pick. I'm really looking forward to the birthday gift you prepare for me, Xin Xia~"
After speaking, he lightly kissed Ye Xin Xia on her forehead, then turned and returned to his room, beginning to cultivate.
Only after Wang Feng's door closed did Ye Xin Xia let out a sigh of relief, and quietly took out her phone.
The screen displayed a search record: [How to make myself into a 'cake'].
Her face instantly flushed a few shades deeper, and her fingers unconsciously twisted together, her heart filled with both shyness and anticipation.
"Is this… really okay?" Ye Xin Xia murmured to herself, a complex light flickering in her eyes.
Then, Ye Xin Xia clicked on the link and began to study it.
…
The next day, Wang Feng set off early on his way to the five-million-dollar commission.
However, a little loli with twin ponytails—Lingling—was now by his side.
Lingling held a cup of "Shanghai Madam" freshly squeezed juice, happily sipping through the straw, occasionally letting out satisfied "gurgling" sounds.
Originally, Wang Feng thought he could safely pocket the five million commission, but he never expected Lingling to appear halfway and demand half of the commission as soon as they met.
What frustrated him most was that he couldn't refuse, because the Qingtian Hunter Agency's rule was that they operate in pairs.
"One day, I will reclaim everything that belongs to me (the commission)!" Wang Feng looked up, his eyes a little moist.
…
After a winding journey, the two finally arrived at the border of the Demon Capital's safe zone.
This was an uncultivated wilderness, with lush green forests coming into view.
At the entrance of the forest stood two women. They bore a five-tenths resemblance, but their temperaments were completely different.
One of the women wore Han-Tang style clothing, her long hair draped behind her, her temperament as gentle as water, like a beauty walked out of an ancient painting.
However, a hint of shrewdness gleamed in her eyes, clearly indicating she was not as simple as she appeared on the surface.
The other woman wore a capable, fitted outfit, her wine-red hair tied up high, giving her a heroic appearance.
But there was a hint of softness between her brows, forming a stark contrast with her sharp attire.