On the square outside Qin's Building, people gathered in a state of panic. Immediately after the explosion at the 80 Electronics Building, the security department initiated an orderly evacuation of staff, with no incidents occurring during the process. Security lines were set up at several entrances of the building, and the arriving police officers appeared even more anxious than the Qin Group employees, constantly shouting orders to keep everyone at a distance. In truth, they were just as reluctant to approach—fearing that a shard of glass or a piece of concrete might strike them down, even if they were officially recognized as having died in the line of duty. The counter-terrorism unit was still en route, and among the regular police, there were no personnel trained in bomb disposal, so they would have to wait. As for the executives, they had already taken their cars and vanished—claiming to be on duty at the municipal government, overseeing this crisis. Why act so ceremoniously if they were simply afraid to die? Fear itself was no disgrace; it was the need to find excuses that was truly embarrassing. Mei Hui was just as anxious as Fang Fang. Qin Feng had not yet escaped danger, even though both women knew he possessed extraordinary strength. But given the intensity of the explosion just now, who could be certain they wouldn’t suffer even the slightest injury? “Hmm, where’s Luo Manager?” Someone asked unexpectedly. “Right—you’ve seen her before? We didn’t see her during the evacuation. Has something happened to her?” Someone else added. Mei Hui suddenly realized that she hadn’t seen Luo Man for a long time. With a look of curiosity, she turned to Fang Fang. Fang Fang shook her head. “I haven’t seen her either, Hui-jun. Why don’t we call Qin Feng?” “Good idea,” the beautiful CEO said, just as she pulled out her phone. Suddenly, she heard the excited voices of the employees around her. She quickly raised her head to see Qin Feng supporting Luo Man as they stepped out of the main hall. Luo Man had a wound on her left leg and was pressed closely against Qin’s shoulder, walking with a noticeable limp—clearly injured. Now turning to Qin Dashi, his pants leg was also streaked with blood, yet he looked vibrant and energetic, one arm wrapped around the beautiful manager’s waist, the other gently holding her hand, a warm smile on his face. "Qin Director is fine—she even rescued Luo Manager! Qin Director is truly impressive!" A loyal follower of Luo Man cried out loudly, and the other employees joined in with enthusiastic shouts. Fang Fang seized Mei Hui’s hand firmly: "Hui姐, Xiao Feng has come out, and I knew he’d be all right." "Hm, he’s so capable—he certainly won’t have any issues," said the beautiful CEO, her gaze carrying a subtle sense of something unspoken. She felt there had been something between Qin Feng and Luo Man, though she couldn’t quite put her finger on what exactly—it was just a feeling. As they descended the stairs, Qin Feng gently reminded her: "Be careful—can you walk?" "You think so?" Luo Man replied with a hint of meaning. "Well, then, I’ll just accept a little of my own share of the loss. He picked up the beautiful manager horizontally and whispered into her ear, "You've been disobedient and kept causing yourself injuries—now do you feel the pain?" The beautiful manager pouted, "I've only been trying to help you. You're injured, yet I'm untouched. Is this a hero saving a beauty, or is it a beauty saving a bear? It simply doesn't make sense!" As she spoke, she deliberately pouted, making it look as though she were gently kissing his cheek from a distance. This left many male employees sighing in frustration—what a golden opportunity for a heroic rescue scene! How come they never got a chance? If only they had known the beautiful manager would be trapped inside, they would have stayed put instead! Unaware that those very men, during the evacuation, had used their strength and physical prowess to push themselves to the very front. Qin, the young magnate, didn't particularly agree with the manager's viewpoint—what's wrong with a beauty saving a hero? There have always been many stories of noble gentlemen being rescued by ladies in distress, and those kind-hearted ladies often pledged themselves by physically embracing the gentlemen, claiming to have given their bodies in devotion. "Haha, with you holding me like this, won't your female friends get jealous?" Román had long known that this man maintained ambiguous relationships with both Mei Hui and Fang Fang. "What's there to be afraid of? At the very worst, I'll just take you in as my wife—then we'll be settled, won't we?" Qin, the young noble, said with a cheerful smile. "Once you two become close friends, how could jealousy ever arise?" The elegant manager, with a graceful glance and a soft sigh, murmured, "Don't think I don't know what's going on in your heart. I didn't just survive—I was actually carried out by you. What will Mr. Lei think? He'll surely believe I've surrendered to you, perhaps even that we've engaged in some compromising situation. Then, the next step will be a pursuit from the Life Gate faction. And you'll be delighted, won't you?" "Hehe, don't worry—my life is yours. No one else can take it from me." Qin Feng's expression grew even more smug as he gave a mischievous smile. "They're chasing you, so you've naturally become their enemy. And enemies of enemies are friends, so we've become friends. Now that we're friends, shouldn't we care for and support each other? Let's team up and wipe out Shengmen together, how about that?" The beautiful manager glared at him again. "With things now at this point, do I still have any choice?" Earlier, on the upper floor, Qin Feng had fired a shot at her. She clearly felt the searing airflow from the gun's muzzle, though the bullet struck the column behind her, leaving a deep crater. After firing, Qin Feng adopted a look of helpless resignation and said, "I'm just clumsy—intending to kill you, the gun somehow wavered. At such close range, it missed entirely. This truly undermines my reputation as Qin Feng, the Flame Demon. What's special about you, then? Do you have any privileges?" To be honest, Roman was completely stunned. She had always believed herself to be doomed. As Qin Feng was known as the "Feng Mo," the legendary killer in the world of assassins, a skilled assassin would never show mercy to someone who posed no threat—let alone develop feelings of tenderness or compassion. Assassins were inherently cold-hearted, because they understood that even the slightest act of mercy could cost them their lives. To ensure their own safety, they invariably chose—and often had to—kill their targets without hesitation. "So beautiful, with such excellent grace and marksmanship, and also such strong management skills—wouldn't it be a great pity to kill you?" Qin Feng looked at her slightly pale face, speaking each word deliberately. "I won't kill you. Your life shall be mine. Remember this."