"No, you have to go back. It’s too dangerous here. I can protect myself, but if you stay here alone, you won’t have any way to protect yourself at all!" Qiao Qiqi’s attitude was just as firm.
Qiqi would never leave Jiang ng here by herself. There had been professional security at the dical conference before, but now the conference was over and everyone had left. Even in a hotel, no one could guarantee her safety.
In the end, it was Director Yang who stepped in and ordered Jiang ng to go back. Only then did Jiang ng reluctantly give in. Director Yang was the one in charge this ti; however many students he brought out, he was responsible for that number. If he went back one short, he wouldn’t be able to explain it. If he lost two, he might as well not go back at all.
Qiao Qiqi was very grateful that Director Yang had stepped in to "save" her. Otherwise, with Jiang ng’s temper, she really wouldn’t have been able to make her leave.
...
Inside the room.
Feng Xiling’s most trusted subordinate stood respectfully to the side and said, "Boss, are you really sure you want to help Doctor Qiao? If you do this... it’s very likely that..."
"I know the consequences better than you do. Worst case, I’ll just have it out with him. I’ve had enough of playing nice with him all these years," Feng Xiling said coldly.
"But in the past two years, Spiritual Snake’s power has surged. They’re already on the verge of surpassing us. I think Spiritual Snake has long been harboring ulterior motives, wanting to swallow up our territory. I’m afraid if you really go head‑to‑head with him this ti, you’ll be walking right into his trap." The trusted subordinate was a little anxious.
"I know what I’m doing. Stand down and get ready to go to war with him anyti," Feng Xiling said, a flash of coldness passing through his eyes.
"Then how many people are you planning to bring with you to Spiritual Snake this ti?" The subordinate was calculating in his head—no matter what, they had to bring at least twenty people. When the ti ca, they’d fight to the death if they had to, just to keep the boss safe.
"No need. I’ll bring Qiao Qiqi," Feng Xiling said, reverting to that lazy deanor again, looking like he couldn’t care less.
"You can’t, Boss! It’s too dangerous over there!" The subordinate stared at him in horror.
"Haven’t I already found a successor? If I die, let him take my place," Feng Xiling replied casually. "Besides, your boss isn’t that easy to kill. Even the heavens can’t take my life. What’s Spiritual Snake compared to that?"
"Boss, at least take a few people with you. At the very least, let and Zuo Yi go with you."
"We’ll talk about it later. You go back first." Feng Xiling waved a hand, signaling him to leave.
You Yi bowed respectfully and quickly withdrew.
At the sa ti, Qiao Qiqi pushed the door open and walked in, saying, "Feng Xiling, tonight is your final deadline."
"You’re in such a rush to see your little boyfriend? You really won’t consider instead?" Feng Xiling smiled at her, even deliberately striking a seductive pose.
"Cut the crap. If I don’t see Gu Shili tonight, you can forget about seeing tomorrow’s sun." Qiao Qiqi let out a cold snort, completely unmoved. She found a spot, sat down, and stared at him, clearly planning to wait him out.
"Sigh, what a pity. By the way, do you actually know Gu Shili? Maybe one day you’ll realize you don’t know your little boyfriend at all. Even his age might be fake, and the blood on his hands might not be any less than mine."
"I don’t care how old he is. I don’t care how much blood he has on his hands. As long as he’s Gu Shili, that’s enough," Qiao Qiqi answered very seriously.
Hearing this, Feng Xiling was slightly stunned, as if he found it a bit unbelievable. "Why?"
What was she doing it for?
"No reason. Because he’s Gu Shili." Qiao Qiqi’s attitude was unwavering.
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