?Mobile reading While driving out of Weijia, He Muqing’s first words were: “We can’t stay here anymore, or else we’ll keep being the subject of Grandpa’s jokes!” Qin Feng didn’t agree, saying: “Once you get used to it, it’s not exactly something embarrassing. Besides, Grandpa hasn’t any ill intentions—he’s just playing around with us!” “That still won’t do. My face is too sensitive to bear his teasing.” The leader expressed her discomfort. “Alright, Beijing is your patch—your call. Let’s see, what shall we eat? Roast duck, braised pork buns, stir-fried liver, or perhaps something from Guijie’s famous small dishes!” He looked at her and smiled, saying: “You know quite a bit—your suggestions are all the top local specialties. But today, honestly, I’m not interested in any of those. How about we try Sichuan cuisine instead?” "For a foodie, once arriving in a new place, one may always lose orientation, yet never forget the local specialties. The car smoothly entered the main road. Not far along, Qin Dashi suddenly said in a low tone, 'We've been followed. Do you think it's someone from the old man's side, or someone sent by your parents?' 'It's probably not someone from your parents,' she reasoned. 'They've never dared to go against the old man's wishes. Once the grandfather has decided you're the one destined for my life, they'd have to accept it no matter how unwilling they are.' 'It's also unlikely to be someone from the grandfather's side,' she added. 'He's quite confident in the city's security and wouldn't go out of his way to assign us bodyguards.' That made sense. The old man deeply respected Qin Dashi's abilities—he had always been the one who dominated others, never the one being dominated. How could he possibly take such extra steps? 'Then things have become quite interesting,' he said with a cheerful smile." The leader also immediately sensed something different and asked, "So, who do you think it is?" "Who else could it be but ***?" he replied. "That really does sound interesting," she nodded, turning the steering wheel as the car entered the adjacent road. They had a natural rapport—though they had been busy in the room all afternoon, it was only just past five, not yet dinner time. A little movement to loosen up before dinner was definitely worthwhile. The area was close to the suburbs, and only a few minutes away from quieter, less crowded zones. After about fifteen minutes, they parked along a newly constructed road. A sedan and two executive vehicles followed closely behind, forming a tight, well-coordinated circle around them. Twelve people stepped down from the executive vehicles—all solidly built, radiating an air of seasoned combat experience. Seated in the back of the sedan was none other than the young man who had just conversed with the future crown prince at the gathering—he had volunteered to bring a group of people to lend prestige to his good friend. "What's wrong with the military officers? Officers could very well be civilian staff," smiled Xiao *.* "Even if he's a seasoned fighter, can he really take on twelve at once? Come on—seven of these twelve are retired special forces troops, and three are graduates of military academies!" The person sitting in the front passenger seat nodded in agreement: "That's true. No matter how strong he is, no one could possibly handle twelve on their own. We'll just have to watch the show. But Li Shao, the driver—she's reportedly quite capable. If she gets involved, things might get complicated!" Xiao *.* frowned slightly at the mention of Li Shao: "It's said that He Muqing is quite skilled in combat. Still, we have twelve of us. As long as just two or three of us can keep her occupied, the rest can fully focus on taking down the men. That shouldn't be a problem!" The cars stuck in the middle had both front doors opening simultaneously, and the two people stepped down calmly. "Qingqing, I can handle everything on my own—you don't need to come down," said Qin, the young magnate. "That won't do. I also need my pre-meal exercise. You'll have to leave me at least six... no, four, otherwise I'll never stop nagging you," said the beautiful woman, her voice sweet and firm. Qin shrugged. "Alright, just hope you don't take too long—otherwise, once I've settled things here, I'll be sure to lend a hand!" "No way," the woman firmly declined his offer. No leader showed any weakness, for the attackers had certain reservations—they were strictly ordered not to touch the beautiful woman. Yet the beauty herself launched a fierce assault, and before anyone could react, three of the four had been kicked senseless to the ground. Li Shao stared in disbelief, utterly astonished. How could both of them be so strong? He should have summoned his father’s guards instead of calling upon twelve legendary champions so blindly. Within less than a minute, all twelve champions had fallen, their cries of pain rising in unison. Every one who could still speak had been knocked down by the leader. As for Qin Shao’s eight defenders, they were all unconscious. Li Shao was panic-stricken and shouted, “Drive the car! Are we really going to stay here and let them keep attacking? Come on—let’s go!” Thud… He punched the engine hood of the sedan, creating a deep dent. The engine inside had been shaken to pieces—there was no way the car could move. The beautiful woman opened the rear door and pulled Li Shao out, tossing him casually onto the roadside. Little Li was dazed and confused, pleading, "Please forgive me, Sister He! I only wanted to play a joke—truly, I did!" Hebei, the beautiful woman, looked at him intently, "Isn't this little Li from Li Uncle's household? He's doing quite well now—able to command a team of over a dozen people, with a dedicated driver and assistant. You must have eaten your heart out, daring to block my way!" Li, kneeling on the ground, said, "This is truly a misunderstanding. It's been a long time since I last saw Sister He, so I just wanted to pull a prank. Please, for the sake of my youth, forgive me!" Hebei raised her eyebrows, "Young man, how can you still claim to be young? Then tell me—whose hand was behind the strong assault at Blue Mirage Bar three months ago? And who orchestrated the brawl in the East District a month ago?" Li was completely at a loss. He hadn't expected that all the things he had done would be known to her. He Muqing kicked hard: "I hate people like you—those who act above the rest simply because of your father's influence. I'm asking you now—was it the Guan family who sent you to cause trouble for me? If you say a single lie, I'll break you right here!" Qin Shao stepped in, kicked Li Shao squarely in the abdomen, sending him flying several meters, and added, "If you don't tell the truth, I'll kick you right in the crotch next!" Li Shao was drenched in cold sweat from the pain, and by now had completely forgotten about his brotherly loyalty, shouting, "It was Guan brother himself who instructed me. The head of the debt is the one who owes it—go find him!"