At this moment, everyone present couldn't help but gape.
Their eyes were filled with shock.
One move.
This suddenly appearing instructor used just one move.
And sent Xia Sen, who was quite strong within their team, flying.
With such strength, even the head of the Security Department would be no match.
"Clap clap clap."
After a few seconds of stunned silence, the team members below began to applaud enthusiastically, almost simultaneously.
Their eyes feverishly fixed on Song Qiao on the stage.
These proud and arrogant experts were finally completely conquered at this moment.
"Are you all convinced now?"
Song Qiao swept his gaze calmly over everyone and walked off the stage. He gently patted Xia Sen, who was lying on the ground.
The latter immediately coughed.
A hint of color returned to his previously pale face.
"Considering you're from the Security Department, I'll let this slide this time. If you dare to provoke me again, I absolutely won't hold back."
Song Qiao didn't lower his voice. The team members behind him heard his words, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on their faces.
"Hmph, don't get cocky. I will return."
Xia Sen's face turned red all the way to his ears. After uttering these words, he scurried away from the Security Department in disgrace.
"Song Qiao, I didn't expect you to be so formidable."
"I originally thought you were just an external martial arts expert with some skill, but I didn't expect you to have comprehended true qi and become a cultivator of ancient martial arts."
Wu Meng excitedly surrounded him, her eyes sparkling.
"What's more, it seems the true qi you use is much more potent than Xia Sen's, who has been cultivating for so many years."
Wu Meng, lacking talent and opportunity for martial arts since childhood, harbored a deep admiration for masters like Song Qiao.
For a moment, she had already elevated Song Qiao to the status of her idol.
...
At the same time.
In Mo Ling's office at the headquarters of the Glorious Group.
"This matter is truly bizarre."
Li Bingqing frowned deeply as she looked at the report submitted by her subordinate.
Last night, the Security Department's defenses were airtight. She never expected Zhou Yuan to still be targeted by an assassination.
While neither of their families particularly cared whether Zhou Yuan lived or died, if this incident reached the circles in the capital, the two of them would quickly become fodder for after-dinner conversation this year.
Most importantly, this incident could indicate that the Mo family, who had always treated the Security Department as their private backyard, had now suffered some level of infiltration.
"Do you think this matter could have been Song Qiao's doing? That kid indeed has some skill."
After a long period of contemplation, Mo Ling finally spoke slowly.
"Him?"
Li Bingqing immediately scoffed, a hint of disdain flashing across her face.
"Mo Ling, you must be losing your mind from desperation."
"I admit the guy has some martial arts skills, but that's all worldly strength."
"As for ancient martial arts, he's just at the very beginning. And the person last night, according to your assessment, was a congenital master."
Li Bingqing's analysis was swift, quickly providing Mo Ling with reasons why this person could not be Song Qiao.
"Did I really misjudge?"
"Then who could this person be? Why would he come to the Security Department just to break Zhou Yuan's legs?"
Mo Ling shook her head helplessly, her mind replaying the techniques used by the masked assailant.
"I, however, believe we have been underestimating the Ye family."
"After all, the Ye family is considered a prominent clan. Perhaps there are indeed a few old fogeys hidden away as masters."
After another few minutes of silence, Li Bingqing offered her conclusion.
"Investigate this matter thoroughly. Once we obtain evidence that the Ye family has openly violated the agreement and privately dispatched congenital-level experts, our family's masters will not stand idly by."
"It seems this is indeed the most viable plan. Let's proceed as you suggested, Sister Bingqing."
Mo Ling gritted her teeth and temporarily agreed.
Li Bingqing smiled, "In that case, the most crucial thing we need to do now is to make a move that alerts the enemy, to thoroughly destabilize that pretty face, Ye Zhiwei."
Having said that, she took out her phone and dialed Ye Zhiwei's number.
"Li Bingqing? What mischief are you up to now?"
As soon as the call connected, Ye Zhiwei's impatient voice came through.
"Ye Zhiwei, don't get too smug. Your Ye family has no chance of recovery. I've mobilized another fifty billion US dollars."
"I don't believe that once I monopolize the materials in our province, you'll ever be able to complete the water port project."
Li Bingqing said triumphantly and then hung up the phone directly.
She deliberately revealed her plan to Ye Zhiwei, wanting to provoke her into acting rashly and sending experts to assassinate her.
Once they had evidence, the entire Ye family would be in turmoil.
"Sister Bingqing, isn't this a bit too risky?"
"We agreed to keep this plan secret at first."
Mo Ling's expression showed hesitation, and she reminded Li Bingqing in a low voice.
"It's better to be open than to conceal."
"Song Qiao will likely hear about this from his side very soon. It's better to just be upfront about it."
Li Bingqing replied indifferently.
"I'll pack up and take the high-speed train back to the capital tonight to prepare. We'll see if Ye Zhiwei can seize this opportunity."
Mo Ling wanted to say more, but after some thought, she didn't continue.
She simply watched Li Bingqing leave the office, then fell into deep thought.
She had a vague feeling that the masked assailant who assassinated Zhou Yuan was inextricably linked to Song Qiao.
The entire afternoon.
Song Qiao continued to train the members of the Security Department.
As retaliation for their earlier disrespect, he didn't hold back on his "black hands."
Many of them were already groaning in pain.
"Song Qiao, I'm heading back first. There's a lot of work at the company that I need to handle."
During the break, Wu Meng thoughtfully handed him a bottle of mineral water.
Once her initial excitement wore off, she found it quite boring to stay there.
"Uh, Li Bingqing has been acting like a lunatic lately. Will you be alright going back alone?"
Song Qiao took a sip of water, a hint of worry in his voice.
"Why don't you wait for me for a bit? We can head back together."
"No, no, no."
Wu Meng shook her head like a rattle drum.
"I'll be fine on my own. I'm not some crucial figure in the company, so Li Bingqing probably won't make a move against me."
She tried to reassure him and got up to leave.
There was a pile of documents waiting for her at the company, and she couldn't leave them unattended.
"Alright, there are two contracts in the villa. Take them to the company on your way."
Song Qiao took a key from his pocket and didn't say any more.
After all, Li Bingqing and Mo Ling had never paid much attention to Wu Meng, so he assumed they wouldn't be so wicked.
Ding Kaidong had been unable to eat or sleep for the past few days.
Ever since he witnessed Song Qiao's strength, he had been yearning to become his disciple.
But Song Qiao simply refused.
He became persistent, lingering near Song Qiao's villa every day, begging him every time he saw him.
Today, he saw Wu Meng coming out of the villa with some documents.
Just as he was about to rush over and plead his case, a man and a woman suddenly appeared from somewhere and forcibly tried to pull Wu Meng into a car.
Wu Meng struggled desperately, but after the two said something, Wu Meng's face turned ashen, and she completely gave up resisting.
"Kidnapping?"
Ding Kaidong froze on the spot.
Then, a wave of joy surged through him.
This was finally another opportunity to earn merit.
After a moment of thought, he quickly dialed Song Qiao's number.