On the phone, Mo Ling's tone was displeased. "What is it? Why are you calling me now?"
She wasn't angry for no reason. Xu Rou had already reported the situation to her.
Thus, she knew what Song Qiao had said and done.
It could be said that she was currently infuriated by Song Qiao.
What was this guy thinking, completely disregarding the assessment?
Song Qiao seemed not to have heard Mo Ling's displeasure and directly said, "I'm at your hotel now. Do you have someone named Cui Feng at your hotel?"
Mo Ling thought for a moment. "Yes, there is. What's wrong?"
She found it strange, how could Song Qiao be connected to Cui Feng?
Song Qiao chuckled and asked, "I want to give him a beating. Is that okay?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Ling became furious. "What are you doing? Are you crazy? Not doing your assessment properly, and instead running around causing trouble all day?"
"Heh, don't be angry. Of course, I have important matters. For me, what I'm doing now is the most important thing."
"You..." Mo Ling was clearly quite upset on the other end of the line.
"Alright. Don't be angry. I'm just informing you. After all, even a dog must be considered in relation to its owner!" Song Qiao chuckled.
"You're too arrogant and conceited. I can't control you anymore, do as you please. But I'm warning you, if you dare to mess up the assessment, you're truly finished. If I don't deal with you, plenty of people will!"
Song Qiao laughed heartily again. "Don't worry, I won't delay the important matters!"
With that, he hung up the phone.
Mo Ling originally wanted to say more, but before she could speak, Song Qiao had already hung up.
Song Qiao's action made her very angry.
She gripped the phone, almost crushing it.
At the same time, she stomped her feet heavily on the ground. "You bastard, I'm not done with you! I'll definitely teach you a lesson!"
Song Qiao put down the phone and looked at Cui Feng with a half-smile.
"See, your owner has abandoned you. I'll teach you a lesson on her behalf. So you know your place!"
Everyone present found it unbelievable.
This young man, Song Qiao, was too arrogant.
Did he really think a phone call could solve everything?
Moreover, judging by his demeanor on the phone, he wasn't asking for favors, but rather provoking someone.
This guy must have a screw loose, otherwise, he wouldn't be acting so crazy here.
Gao Run rolled her eyes and sneered, sizing Song Qiao up.
The disdain in her eyes was almost palpable. "You dare to make a move? You? If you dare to lay a hand on me today, I'll write my name backward!"
Gao Meng watched Gao Run's reaction and merely sneered. Gao Run was definitely going to suffer a major setback and be thoroughly humiliated this time.
Her own chance had arrived; such a good opportunity for revenge should not be missed.
Xu Chao found Song Qiao's behavior amusing.
To be honest, he actually admired Song Qiao.
This guy was truly insanely arrogant.
He used to think he was arrogant, but seeing Song Qiao now, he felt he was too low-key.
If he were in Song Qiao's shoes, he might even have become friends with him.
Meanwhile, Cui Feng, the person directly involved, was also enraged.
His face flushed slightly. "You? I'm not looking down on you, but even if five or ten of you came, you wouldn't be my match!"
"Kneel down now and admit your mistake. Given that you have a VIP card, I might spare you. But now, it's too late for anything you say!"
"Heh, you even know I have a VIP card? How dare you act like this towards a guest with a VIP card? I really don't know how you became a manager! It seems I need to teach you some manners." Song Qiao taunted.
Hearing Song Qiao mention the "VIP card" again, Cui Feng was startled.
His somewhat heated mind seemed to have been doused with ice water, cooling down considerably.
Yes, how could he have lost his head?
No matter what, this person was a VIP cardholder.
Even someone with an ordinary membership card deserved his caution, let alone someone with a VIP card.
Those who possessed such cards were either wealthy or powerful!
Either they had someone backing them, like today, this guy could call Ms. Mo and speak to her in that tone, which showed he was truly not simple.
Regardless, this card allowed him to be exempted from many things and possess many privileges.
His authority was even far greater than his own.
Thinking this, he knew he had to change his approach and couldn't be entirely antagonistic.
However, the change couldn't be too obvious; he had to devise a plan.
Cui Feng was indeed experienced in handling such situations and his mind worked swiftly, coming up with a good idea.
He directly said, "Hmph, you dare to question me? Boy, let's have a fight. If you can beat me, this matter will be dropped. Otherwise, you'll regret it."
Gao Run, completely unaware of Cui Feng's thoughts, was instead extremely smug.
"Hahahaha, your patron is about to fall, you little slut. Your death is near. But before you die, I'll give you a piece of my mind. Otherwise, you'll think you're so great. Let's see you strutting around and tarnishing the Gao family's reputation!"
Gao Meng was looking at Cui Feng. Hearing Gao Run's words, she turned her head slightly, looking at her like she was a clown.
"Hmph, you slut, hurry up and cry, or you won't even have the chance to cry! Song Qiao is invincible! No matter what tricks you use, you'll end up miserably defeated."
After speaking, she gave Gao Run a sharp, dismissive look: You're finished!
Gao Run's face showed a mocking expression at Gao Meng's words.
Stubborn to the end!
"Then I'll watch your lover's performance!"
At this moment, Gao Meng turned her head back to Song Qiao and whispered, "Master, go easy on them later. Don't beat them to death. I still want to practice."
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I'll be reasonable. In fact, today is all about you. I'm just providing escort."
"Thank you, Master. I knew you were the best to me!" Gao Meng beamed.
Xu Chao was also dumbfounded.
Was this Gao Meng foolish?
She was truly incredibly foolish. Ha, she was actually afraid Cui Feng would be beaten to death.
"Hahaha, this woman is really out of her mind!"
"It's not just the woman; the man is also out of his mind! They really think they can defeat everyone!"
On the other side, the fragments had been removed from Gao Hai's body, and he was undergoing further treatment from medical personnel.
They quickly disinfected, applied medicine, and bandaged him.
Initially, the medical staff wanted to help him to a side hall for treatment in a quieter location.
However, Gao Hai refused.
He truly wanted to stay there and witness Song Qiao and Gao Meng being severely dealt with, or even killed.
Hearing these two people now, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Hiss, ouch, ouch... Gently, gently. These two people are truly out of their minds. Are you trying to make me die laughing?" He groaned, laughed, and received wound treatment.
Truly experiencing pain and pleasure simultaneously!
Meanwhile, Cui Feng's brows were furrowed, but he said no more. He took two steps forward and launched an attack on Song Qiao.
Bagua Zhang!
Everyone instantly retreated, their faces filled with shock.
They felt the powerful aura emanating from Cui Feng and his peculiar movements.
"Bagua is treacherous, Xingyi is perilous!"
This wasn't just talk; it was a vivid summary.
Many of the onlookers were knowledgeable.
They all sensed the immense power radiating from Cui Feng.
Many began to sigh inwardly.
No wonder Cui Feng dared to speak so boldly.
He was so skilled; his aura alone made him seem unshakeable.
Song Qiao, who was directly in front, remained completely calm.
He stood there quietly, seemingly stunned.
Gao Run also thought Song Qiao was scared senseless and her face showed even more contempt. "Hmph, I thought you were something special! Turns out you're just a show-off!"
She glanced at Gao Meng, who was standing behind Song Qiao, a hint of venom flashing in her eyes.
Cui Feng approached Song Qiao and struck downwards with his palm.
The next moment, Song Qiao moved.
He merely tilted his head slightly.
Then, Cui Feng's seemingly sure-to-hit palm landed in the empty space beside Song Qiao, missing him by a hair's breadth.
His attack was thus rendered futile.