Although Song Qiao easily scared off Xu Shao, he saw that the Third Mistress was still preparing to call more people.
She appeared to be unwilling to let the matter rest, ready to fight to the death.
Jiang Rou couldn't help but start to worry.
Since they had already gotten the money, she didn't want to continue this stalemate with the Third Mistress.
She turned to look at Song Qiao and asked, "What do we do now?"
"Aren't you leaving yet?"
Song Qiao didn't reply but lowered his head in thought, muttering something to himself.
"Guo Shu. So her surname is Guo?"
As he muttered, Song Qiao turned to look at the Third Mistress opposite him.
With a calm expression, he questioned, "What is your relationship with the Guo family in the capital?"
Without careful thought, Song Qiao hadn't realized the secret the Third Mistress carried.
However, Xu Shao's furious curse had exposed the Third Mistress's real name.
There were many people with the surname Guo, and just a surname couldn't confirm she was from the Guo family.
Yet, Song Qiao, who was in opposition to the Guo family, had investigated and uncovered more unknown secrets.
A few years ago, a daughter from the Guo family in the capital had fled!
Since the surname matched and their ages were similar, it was hard not to think along these lines.
In wealthy families with immense power, there could be many reasons for fleeing.
For instance, a failed attempt at seizing power or being forced into marriage by her family.
But in Song Qiao's opinion, there was another possibility that was more likely.
The excuse of fleeing might have been a ploy by the Guo family to mislead others, and this woman had another mission!
Of course, these were all just speculations, and Song Qiao couldn't be sure if there were any hidden circumstances.
Everything still needed to be asked, depending on whether the other party was willing to reveal it.
Facing Song Qiao's interrogation, the Third Mistress naturally didn't give him a pleasant look.
She cursed loudly, "What business is it of yours?"
"You are not qualified to inquire about my affairs!"
Heh.
Song Qiao shook his head and smiled.
"I am just curious. Since you are from the Guo family."
"Why would you be a concubine to someone like Zheng Huihong? Don't you find it beneath you?"
Huh?
Pfft ha ha ha!
The crowd around them burst into laughter upon hearing this.
They all pointed at Song Qiao, thinking he was as foolish as a clown.
These people knew nothing of the terror of the Guo family in the capital.
They only knew this was Modu!
As long as one was in Modu, who didn't know the Zheng family's power?
The Third Mistress held considerable sway in the Zheng family, and everyone in Modu gave her some respect.
So, in your opinion, she was still wronged?
"What you're saying, you even look down on the Zheng family?"
"And calling Zheng Huihong 'someone like' him... you really dare to say that!"
Everyone was mocking Song Qiao, but only the Third Mistress didn't find his words particularly amusing.
Her heart was filled with mixed emotions, and her expression looked complex.
Song Qiao ignored the mockery and gossip. He suddenly raised an eyebrow, his eyes turning icy cold!
He swept his gaze across the crowd and snorted.
"A fugitive. Since you've come, aren't you going to show yourself?"
Heh.
As everyone wondered what Song Qiao was muttering to himself,
A cold laugh suddenly erupted from the crowd.
The voice sounded quite plain, lacking any sense of ancient authority or gravitas.
But as soon as the laughter rang out, everyone simultaneously felt an immense pressure wash over them!
"What is this feeling!"
"Who is it?"
Everyone felt their legs tremble uncontrollably.
Even a cold chill ran down their spines, prickling their scalps!
They looked at each other, their faces filled with extreme terror.
They were completely unable to explain the source of this terrifying pressure.
Even Jiang Rou felt as if she were facing a formidable enemy.
Her feet shuffled slowly on the ground, and her throat bobbed.
She anxiously scanned her surroundings for the threat.
"What a strong aura!"
Amidst everyone's panic, a middle-aged man slowly walked out.
He first glanced at Song Qiao with a hint of malice flashing in his eyes.
Then, he said to the Third Mistress with a look of admiration.
"The call came just in time. This person, I'll handle him!"
As he spoke, the man then fixed his gaze on Song Qiao.
The expression on his face was as confident as a hunter who had locked onto his prey.
It was Sheng Xiong!
Jiang Rou looked at Sheng Xiong with astonishment, finding it hard to believe that a human could emit such a terrifying aura.
Although the man hadn't made a move, Jiang Rou fearfully discovered that under the pressure of this aura,
Not only was her internal energy circulation affected and slowed down,
But even her thoughts seemed to be dulled!
Cold sweat beaded on her smooth forehead, and large drops of sweat gradually soaked her beautiful eyebrows.
Besides her fear of Sheng Xiong, she also admired the Third Mistress's connections.
After all, people like this couldn't be easily invited!
Could she really have some connection to the Guo family in the capital?
While Jiang Rou was caught in uneasy speculation, Sheng Xiong had already taken two more steps forward.
The surrounding crowd quickly parted, leaving him to confront Song Qiao.
Sheng Xiong spoke first, sizing up Song Qiao and snorting.
"Last time you were ambushed by the gunman you arranged in advance, you were lucky to have escaped."
"This time, we'll settle both the old and new scores!"
Facing Sheng Xiong, everyone else was already trembling with fear.
Even Jiang Rou felt a desire to retreat.
However, Song Qiao faced Sheng Xiong without the slightest fear!
The two were at each other's throats, and battle was imminent!
But before the fight began, Sheng Xiong suddenly frowned.
He sniffed the air and looked at Song Qiao.
"The smell of medicinal herbs? Heh heh... you're injured. I don't want to just beat you up like this."
Song Qiao curled his lips, not believing someone like him would care about such things.
After all, if he truly didn't want to take advantage of the weak, as he claimed.
Why would he have waited specifically outside Tian Xing Jian last time to ambush him?
As expected!
The next moment, Sheng Xiong took a step to the side and lunged fiercely at Song Qiao!
His elbow was raised, delivering a heavy blow directly towards Song Qiao's face!