By the time Song Qiao and Gao Meng arrived at the designated meeting spot, Wei Feng and Chen Chen had just disembarked from their flight.
Both were dressed in black suits, and paired with sunglasses, they indeed exuded the demeanor of bodyguards.
Upon seeing Song Qiao, they hurried forward to bow respectfully.
"Boss, you're here?"
As Wei Feng spoke, his brow twitched slightly, clearly noticing Song Qiao's condition. However, he didn't comment further.
Song Qiao pushed open the car door, nodded at them, and replied, "Everyone's here, let's go."
The two exchanged a glance, and Wei Feng grinned, "No rush, Boss. We've found you a helper."
"He went to the restroom; he should be out soon."
"A helper?"
Song Qiao was about to ask when he suddenly sensed an intense, killing aura sweeping towards him. Although he could tell the person was trying hard to suppress their killing intent, it was impossible to conceal from Song Qiao's powerful senses.
"Such potent killing intent," he muttered to himself, his curiosity piqued about the newcomer's identity.
*Crack*
A crisp sound echoed abruptly in the air. Wei Feng and Chen Chen's ears twitched simultaneously.
"Boss, he's here!"
Gao Meng and Song Qiao turned their heads, their first sight being a pale yellow monk's robe. The robe was form-fitting, stretched to its limit in several places by the wearer's muscles, giving him a somewhat comical appearance.
"A monk?"
Gao Meng noticed the blood-red prayer beads in his hand and asked with a hint of strangeness, "That cracking sound earlier must have been him fiddling with his beads."
Song Qiao was also curious about the monk's identity. Normal monks wouldn't possess such a robust killing intent. Even with chanting, it was impossible to mask such ferocity. Song Qiao wouldn't believe he hadn't taken lives. Even more bizarre were the blood-red prayer beads, which made him look exceptionally eerie.
The monk wrapped the beads around his hand, brought his palms together, and recited a Buddhist invocation, "This humble monk is Lu Wei. Greetings, two benefactors."
Song Qiao nodded slightly, looking at Wei Feng and Chen Chen with a puzzled expression. He didn't ask in front of the monk, but his meaning was clear: Where did you find such a strange fellow? Chanting Buddhist verses while radiating killing intent – a split personality?
Noticing Song Qiao's confusion, Wei Feng chuckled dryly and pulled him aside to whisper an explanation, "Boss, this guy is really strong! His nickname is 'Little Whirlwind'!"
"As for him..." Chen Chen patted Wei Feng's shoulder and pulled him aside, clearly not wanting to interact with Lu Wei alone. "I'll explain."
Wei Feng resigned himself to entertaining Lu Wei, while Chen Chen continued his explanation to Song Qiao and Gao Meng.
"That guy is indeed a monk, from Huafan Temple."
"Huafan Temple?" Song Qiao pondered, finding the name vaguely familiar.
Chen Chen nodded, continuing, "The temple is quite well-known, so it's normal you've heard of it. Ten years ago, Lu Wei was a renowned enlightened monk at Huafan Temple. However, during cultivation, he suffered a qi deviation and accidentally killed his master. As you know, monks focus on cultivating their minds, and a disciple suffering qi deviation is a major blow to the temple's reputation. Huafan Temple suppressed the incident and kept it quiet. As for Lu Wei... he's truly a bit wicked. He cultivated diligently at Huafan Temple for twenty years, constantly suppressing his nature. Ever since killing his master, his killing intent has been like a floodgate that can no longer be closed. He defected and became an assassin. However, he only kills those who deserve it, hoping to atone for his sins."
Listening to Chen Chen's explanation, Song Qiao glanced at Lu Wei and couldn't help but shake his head. "I don't think he's seeking atonement; rather, he's nurturing inner demons. But it doesn't matter. The Guo family members, they deserve to die!"
After their conversation, Lu Wei stepped forward with a sincere expression. He recited a Buddhist invocation and bowed to Song Qiao, "Thank you, benefactor, for giving me this opportunity."
Song Qiao smiled and nodded, then began briefing the three on the mission. "There's someone imprisoned in Modu who will soon be escorted to Dudi. The escort team is the legendary Shan Shui Squad! I must make one thing clear: this is an extremely elite unit composed of masters. Our objective is singular: total annihilation!"
The name Shan Shui Squad was legendary; it was impossible the three hadn't heard of it. Yet, not a trace of fear showed on their faces.
Wei Feng clenched his fist and grinned sinisterly, "We'll take on the elite!"
Lu Wei's killing intent surged uncontrollably, and he quickly tightened his grip on the prayer beads around his hand, reciting Buddhist verses, "Amitabha..."
Seeing the confidence on their faces, Song Qiao was very pleased. "Of course, you don't need to worry too much. It's not like the four of us will just charge in and fight them head-on. I'll notify you about the specific plan."
With that, Song Qiao took three room key cards from the car and handed them to Wei Feng. "I've arranged for a hotel. Get some rest."
"Yes!"
Song Qiao drove away with Gao Meng. On the road, Gao Meng couldn't help but feel curious about the plan, sensing that her master's scheme was rather grand, even though she didn't know the specifics.
After the master and disciple departed, Wei Feng turned to the other two and asked, "The boss seems injured?"