If it weren't for Song Qiao's timely return after completing his task today, Gao Meng would have been in grave danger!
With her inexperienced bandaging skills,
even if Cui Yibin had already left, she would likely have died from excessive blood loss if left unattended!
Gao Meng is my disciple. Although I always bully her,
and act as if I have ulterior motives and lust after her body,
my disciple is mine to bully, but no one else's!
Cui Yibin's life alone was clearly not enough to quell the rage within Song Qiao's heart.
Even if Zhang Longsheng saw his most beloved disciple, whom he had painstakingly trained for over a decade, die before his eyes,
and even if he died of anger from it, it would still be far from enough!
Madam Shen, the instigator of this whole affair, would not escape either!
The killing intent radiating from Song Qiao's body quickly spread throughout the bedroom.
The bone-chilling aura seeped into Madam Shen's body,
causing her heart, which was already beating faster due to lack of oxygen, to feel as if it froze!
It began to weaken and slow.
The life in Madam Shen's eyes was rapidly draining, but she still forced herself to shake her head gently.
"No... no..."
None?
Song Qiao's heart faltered slightly. He knew Madam Shen was extremely afraid of death.
But could this Madam Shen, who feared death so much, still be so stubborn?
Was there really some hidden reason behind this?
Thinking this, Song Qiao's fingers, which were gripping her throat, slowly loosened.
He prepared to hear her explanation.
"Cough cough..."
Her airway, which had been compressed, suddenly relaxed. Madam Shen coughed heavily from the stimulation.
Without bothering to pick up the bathrobe that had slipped to the floor and cover herself,
she leaned back on the bed, her chest exposed, and began to gasp for air.
As her chest heaved, her two snow-white mounds also leaped joyfully,
the two alluring bonfires at their peaks seeming to celebrate the joy of survival.
After about two minutes, Madam Shen's pale face gradually regained its color.
The two mounds on her chest seemed to finally grow tired and slow down slightly.
Only those two bonfires remained captivating.
Madam Shen glanced at Song Qiao with fear in her eyes, clutching herself and shrinking to the edge of the bed, trembling.
Even her voice carried a slight sob, a far cry from the noble demeanor she maintained in public.
"I really didn't reveal your location to Zhang Longsheng!"
"I... I wanted to retrieve that plaque, but you know what I've done before."
"Since you warned me last time, I haven't had that thought again!"
"I can swear on my father's name!"
As she spoke, Madam Shen, disregarding the revealing sight of her chest,
raised a trembling hand and made a solemn oath.
Song Qiao lowered his head and scrutinized Madam Shen, trying to gauge the truthfulness of her words.
Perhaps Madam Shen was truly wronged.
Or perhaps he was blinded by the sight before him and couldn't see clearly.
In any case, Song Qiao felt that her demeanor was not one of lying.
Firstly, Song Qiao suddenly realized that Madam Shen was naturally very cautious.
Since she had placed her hopes on him, she should believe that he wouldn't be killed by Zhang Longsheng.
As long as he was alive, she would be the first person suspected when he sought revenge!
Logically, she wouldn't do something so easily exposed.
Furthermore, Madam Shen and her father shared a deep father-daughter bond.
For years, she had been thinking about the plaque her father lost to Zhang Longsheng.
This showed how much she valued her father's reputation.
Since she could swear on such a matter, perhaps...
Song Qiao admitted that after Gao Meng was seriously injured, his mind was chaotic, and his actions were too impulsive.
"Then who else could it be..."
Song Qiao, to cover his embarrassment, quickly pretended to ponder and muttered to himself.
Hearing Song Qiao's confusion, Madam Shen said with a bitter smile.
"I admit I was wrong before, I shouldn't have used your match with Park Xu for publicity."
"It made it known throughout Korea, forcing you to be enemies with the entire Taeyi Fist."
"But after this matter blew up, many people could have taken advantage of it."
"You previously offended the Zheng family; could it be that Zheng Fei wanted to use a borrowed knife to kill you as revenge?"
"And the Gao family! They are also wholeheartedly seeking revenge against you!"
"Although these things are indeed my fault."
"If I hadn't facilitated your opposition to Taeyi Fist, it wouldn't have given them this opportunity..."
Madam Shen, who had almost been killed by Song Qiao moments ago,
showed no great anger at this moment. Instead, she was filled with regret.
This made Song Qiao look at her with a hint of suspicion, feeling that he had successfully manipulated her.
Madam Shen's words were all logical. He had enemies everywhere, and he even had thoughts of finding a substitute.
From this perspective, anyone could have used a borrowed knife to kill him!
Among them, the Gao family had the highest probability. After all, the Gao family was in a critical period.
Old Master Gao was nearing his end, and with the usual behavior of the Gao family, they didn't have much time or choices.
Wanting to get rid of him sooner was very reasonable.
Conversely, Madam Shen, as the instigator of this incident, had no reason to increase suspicion on herself.
After sorting through these matters in his mind, Song Qiao coughed again, feigning surprise.
"What? So it was the Zheng and Gao families?"
"I actually misunderstood you just now..."
Madam Shen was slightly taken aback, thinking Song Qiao was being sarcastic and still didn't believe her.
She quickly raised her hand again, her face anxious as she swore.
"I swear to the heavens, not a single word I said just now was false!"
As she puffed out her chest and raised her hand, those two snow-white beauties were once again displayed before him without concealment,
causing Song Qiao's throat to convulse. He couldn't help but swallow hard twice.
He quickly composed himself and said seriously.
"Alright, since that's the case, I will tentatively believe your words."
"But I won't let you suffer such grievances in vain. I promise you, Zhang Longsheng is dead!"
"I will fight him soon!"