"Good, good." When Zheng Changang heard that Mo Wuji was so mature, he nodded his head repeatedly. Based on his original impression of Mo Wuji, even if he asked Mo Wuji to take a step back, Mo Wuji wouldn't do so. The reason he said something like that before was not to get into too big of an argument with the enforcement hall's Hall Master Huo Sheng.
Who knew that things would play out differently, and Mo Wuji gave in. Not only did he give in, he gave such a great concession.
After repeating 'good' a few more times, Zheng Changang then asked, "Mo Wuji, you're extremely talented at planting Green Dew Rice. If you have any requests, please bring them up."
In response, Mo Wuji bowed respectfully, "Thank you Elder Zheng. I've planted Green Dew Rice for many years, and this level of experience was obtained by slowly experimenting. I hope that elder can help me set up an array to protect my Green Dew Rice."
