Inside the hotel banquet hall, Li Bingqing watched Mo Ling's departing back, her face extremely grim. The next moment, she collapsed onto the ground in despair.
Mo Ling actually didn't support her anymore, at such a crucial juncture…
This meant she would have to fight Song Qiao and the Ye Corporation alone.
It was over.
Li Bingqing weighed her options briefly and immediately realized this meant she had already lost.
She glanced over. Not far away, Li Mu sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating, while Guo Ning leaned against the wall, her face ashen. Both clearly had no strength left to fight.
Guo Ning, after recovering slightly, no longer possessed the spirited demeanor she had upon arrival. Only a face full of disappointment and panic remained.
She pulled out a phone from her leather jacket and quickly dialed a number.
"Grandpa, I lost this fight. Send someone to pick me up and take me back to Jingdu."
Clearly, apart from the fight itself, Guo Ning didn't want to get involved in any subsequent matters, nor did she want her family to be involved. She had only come as a hired fighter. The opponents turned out to be too strong, so she could only sheepishly return to practice diligently.
Li Bingqing had originally hoped to win over Guo Ning and pull the Guo family to her side. Seeing this, she felt a pang of bitterness.
With this, she would likely lose terribly, both in terms of martial strength and economic power.
After a while, she slowly stood up, supporting herself on a table. She scanned the surroundings. The people who had been flattering and fawning over her earlier…
Now, as if avoiding a plague, not a single person dared to step forward to help her.
It seemed that not only she had realized the outcome of the battle, but others did as well.
Now, she alone would have to bear all the pressure.
On the other side, after Song Qiao and Ye Zhiwei walked out of the hotel, Ye Zhiwei looked back at the entire hotel with worry. She seemed afraid that Li Bingqing would chase after them.
"Song Qiao, what if Li Bingqing retaliates against us later?"
"What if she finds even more powerful experts to deal with you, or tries to assassinate me again like last time? What will we do then?"
Song Qiao smiled at her words.
"Don't worry. Didn't I have the security department protect you? If she could find stronger experts, she would have done so already."
"Besides, Mo Ling is very displeased with Li Bingqing now. Do you know what that means?"
"What?"
"It means we've already won. They probably won't cooperate anymore. I think Mo Ling detests Sheng Xiong very much, so they likely won't get back together."
Song Qiao quickly analyzed the situation.
"So, regarding retaliation, Li Bingqing probably has the will but not the power. What she should be considering now is how to protect herself."
Ye Zhiwei found this analysis very reasonable and nodded slightly.
However, Song Qiao lightly tapped her head.
"Hey, you girl are only concerned about winning and losing. Didn't you see I'm injured too? Why aren't you concerned at all now that we're out of the hotel?"
Ye Zhiwei instinctively rubbed her head, blinked, and then realized.
"Oh, you! Your arm is bleeding so much!"
She panicked, completely forgetting that Song Qiao's arm had been grazed by a bullet and was bleeding profusely.
"I'll take you to the hospital to get it bandaged. Come on, let's hurry to the car!"
She called out, and Ye Zhiwei immediately jumped into the driver's seat.
The two of them then rushed to the hospital.
Along the way, Song Qiao's phone rang continuously. They were all calls from various high-level executives of the company inquiring about the situation.
Song Qiao replied to all of them with just two words.
"We won."
These two words, without needing any further description, were enough to put everyone's minds at ease.
Half an hour later, after having his arm bandaged at the hospital, Song Qiao waved his hand, feeling that he was mostly fine.
In fact, his arm had almost healed before he even left the hotel.
Ever since the true qi within him was activated, he had become increasingly proficient in its use.
Moreover, after researching some related materials, he had gradually begun to improve his true qi.
He discovered that the benefits of true qi were almost limitless, not only in combat ability but also in mental agility.
No wonder people always said that innate masters were terrifying.
At this moment, Ye Zhiwei, who had put away the medicine kit, suddenly stood up.
She stood directly in front of Song Qiao, took a deep breath, and her expression turned serious.
Song Qiao was slightly taken aback and also stood up.
"What is this?"
"Song Qiao, please sit down first."
"What?"
"Sit down, please."
Ye Zhiwei bit her lower lip and acted coy for a moment, then quickly returned to her serious expression. Song Qiao sat down helplessly.
"First of all, I want to thank you. Thank you for facing Li Bingqing with me. Without you, today's victory would not have been possible!"
"So, I want to thank you very, very much!"
Song Qiao looked at her delicate, oval face filled with earnestness and smiled.
"It's nothing. Actually, I didn't do much."
"Yes, you did! You helped a lot, really!"
Ye Zhiwei shook her head and immediately began to recall.
"Look, they sent people to assassinate me before. If it weren't for you, I would have died! And before that, all the strategies to deal with the Brilliance Group were so successful, and also..."
She quickly chattered on, listing many things.
Song Qiao was also surprised. Had he unknowingly helped so much?
"In short, Song Qiao, you are truly amazing!"
Ye Zhiwei quickly concluded.
This display made Song Qiao grin.
"Miss Ye, you're not falling in love with me because of this, are you?"
"I'm already a married man."
Hearing this, Ye Zhiwei's bright eyes flickered slightly.
"Hmm... that's not certain. Perhaps I've already fallen in love with you now, hopelessly. What should we do?"
She said this playfully.
Song Qiao shrugged.
"In that case, there's nothing we can do. I guess I'll have to accept it reluctantly. Who can blame me for being so charming?"
"Alas, perhaps this is what handsome men have to worry about. People might fall in love with me by accident."
This remark immediately brought a blush to Ye Zhiwei's face.
"Hmph, shameless."
She couldn't help but spit lightly, then turned away.
"Let's go, let's head back."
She called out, and the two of them left the hospital together.
The next morning, Song Qiao went to a small park nearby as if nothing had happened. As soon as he arrived, he began cultivating his true qi.
At the same time, he was waiting for Wu Meng's arrival.
Ever since Xia Xueqing had become a little jealous of Wu Meng last time, he had to change the location for teaching ancient martial arts from his villa courtyard to the small park.
"Song Qiao, what happened to the injury on your arm?"
"Does it hurt a lot?"
Upon seeing the bandage on Song Qiao's arm, Wu Meng immediately became concerned.
Song Qiao casually patted it, unconcerned.
"It's just a minor scratch. It's fine. I applied some medicine yesterday, and it's already healed."
As he said this, he suddenly looked at Wu Meng's beautiful, fair face.
"By the way, you know yesterday's result, right?"
Song Qiao showed a playful look as he said this.
Wu Meng nodded.
"I know. Didn't you win? You told me last night."
She seemed to have completely forgotten what she had said yesterday.
But Song Qiao remembered, and very clearly.
He suddenly grinned, deliberately showing a mischievous expression.
"Heh heh, if that's the case, do you still stand by what you said yesterday?"