"Be careful, don't look up."
Song Qiao roared, and with Ye Zhiwei in his arms, they rolled onto the ground.
Immediately after.
Gunshots rang out again from behind them.
"Damn it!"
Song Qiao cursed inwardly.
Taking advantage of a brief pause, he channeled all his internal energy and sprang up from the ground.
Holding Ye Zhiwei, he agilely sprinted towards the exit of the cemetery.
It was clear this was a planned assassination.
Fortunately, after mastering true qi, Song Qiao's perception of danger had also heightened. Otherwise, that shot would have taken Ye Zhiwei's life.
Gunshots erupted again from behind them.
With a premonition, Song Qiao scooped up Ye Zhiwei and rolled on the spot.
They narrowly escaped danger once more.
"Who is it, to be so madly insane!"
Song Qiao roared, not even daring to look back, and continued to flee with Ye Zhiwei.
Three shots in a row missed.
The assassin lost patience and began firing rapidly at Song Qiao.
Although Song Qiao's movement techniques were superb, his stamina was ultimately limited.
He soon felt he was running out of strength.
"This is bad, I might really be finished here."
He let out a wry smile, a sense of foreboding rising within him.
Just then.
An SUV came speeding into the cemetery from outside.
"Mr. Song, get in quickly."
Ding Kaidong drove to Song Qiao's side at full speed, his voice urgent.
Song Qiao didn't hesitate, jumping into the car with Ye Zhiwei in his arms.
"Hold on tight, there's likely more than one person. We need to get out of here immediately."
Ding Kaidong said, pressing harder on the accelerator.
Ignoring the renewed gunfire from behind, he pushed the car's speed to its limit.
"Whew."
Song Qiao, having narrowly escaped, let out a long sigh of relief, gently patting Ye Zhiwei, who was trembling in his arms.
He cast a grateful look at Ding Kaidong.
"Thank you, Mr. Ding. If you hadn't appeared when you did, we would have been finished here."
"Mr. Song, please don't mention it. It was just a small favor."
"Even without me, with your abilities, escaping from here would have been no problem."
Ding Kaidong waved his hand dismissively, glancing at Ye Zhiwei in the rearview mirror.
Although he said that, Song Qiao knew in his heart that while he might have escaped, Ye Zhiwei would surely have perished.
"Regardless, you saved us. I will remember this kindness, Mr. Song," Song Qiao said earnestly.
"Then perhaps Mr. Song would take me on as a disciple?"
Ding Kaidong said with a sly smile, seizing the opportunity to propose his request.
"This..."
Song Qiao was momentarily speechless.
His true qi wasn't obtained through cultivation, and frankly, he didn't know how he would teach it to Ding Kaidong.
He didn't even fully understand what Ding Kaidong had mentioned about being a 'Xiantian' master last night.
He dared not rashly accept him as a disciple.
"My understanding of martial arts isn't very deep. By the way, Mr. Ding, do you know who tried to assassinate us?"
Song Qiao offered a perfunctory excuse, changing the subject.
"Mr. Song, please just call me Kaidong."
"The one who tried to assassinate Ms. Ye this time was the former boss of Qingyuan Group, I believe his name was Zhou Yuan."
Song Qiao had only asked casually, but he hadn't expected Ding Kaidong to actually know.
As soon as he spoke, Ye Zhiwei, who had been silent, turned pale.
"What?"
"That Zhou Yuan is truly an ungrateful wretch."
Even the usually gentle Ye Zhiwei couldn't help but curse.
When she had the upper hand and had taken over ninety percent of the Zhou family's assets, she had still left Zhou Yuan some means of survival.
She never expected that not only would he not be grateful, but he would also turn around and bite her back.
It was utterly unreasonable.
"You scoundrel, you just wait."
Ye Zhiwei roared, about to call someone to prepare for retaliation.
"Zhiwei, calm down. We can't act now. This is undoubtedly a trap set by Li Bingqing and her associates."
"I've already sent people to investigate. If we are to retaliate, it must be after tonight."
Song Qiao grabbed her wrist, forcing her to stop.
"Let go of me! That Zhou Yuan is a traitor. If I don't teach him a lesson, I won't be able to quell my anger."
Ye Zhiwei yelled furiously, struggling to snatch back her phone.
Coincidentally, they had also arrived at Xin Kai Group.
Ding Kaidong, feeling it was inappropriate to stay longer, bid them farewell and left.
"Song Qiao, why are you being such a coward? Can't we deal with Zhou Yuan now?"
As soon as they got out of the car, Ye Zhiwei became even more agitated, having completely lost her composure.
"Slap."
Song Qiao suddenly raised his hand and slapped her across the face.
"Ye Zhiwei, calm down."
"You can fight Zhou Yuan, but don't forget he has Li Bingqing and Mo Ling behind him."
Ye Zhiwei, who had been unable to control her emotions, instantly quieted down after the slap.
Her eyes reddened, and she threw herself into Song Qiao's arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
Today, Song Qiao had skirted death three times to save her, which was the fundamental reason she insisted on retaliating against Zhou Yuan.
He had crossed her final line.
"Don't worry, after tonight, I will definitely make Zhou Yuan pay."
"Nowhere is safe. You will stay at Xin Kai headquarters today and are not allowed to go anywhere."
Song Qiao said, and without further ado, led her into the company building.
"Song Qiao, thank you."
As they walked, Ye Zhiwei suddenly turned her head and said solemnly to Song Qiao.
"If you want to thank me, just be obedient and don't act impulsively anymore."
Song Qiao shook his head helplessly and gently stroked Ye Zhiwei's head.
Not long after they returned to their office.
Zhou Yuan himself showed up.
"Ye Zhiwei, are you a coward? I've been waiting for you at home for half the day, and you haven't come for revenge."
As soon as Zhou Yuan entered, he roared boisterously.
His tone was filled with obvious provocation.
"You..."
Seeing him, Ye Zhiwei was so enraged she almost fainted.
She hadn't gone to retaliate against him, and he dared to come here and provoke her.
As she spoke, she glanced up at Song Qiao, who was standing beside her with a cold smile.
She silently prayed that Song Qiao wouldn't stop her this time.
Although she knew there was a scheme behind Zhou Yuan's appearance, the assassination attempt that morning made it impossible for her to control her impulsive anger.
However, the next second.
Song Qiao suddenly stood up and punched Zhou Yuan directly in the face.