Peng Yue clearly had no opinion of Qiao Qing. He didn't want someone to provoke him in this way.
He smirked, "If you like meddling in other people's affairs so much, don't excuse me for being impolite... Argh..."
A storm came in and struck from the front before he could finish. His neck felt a close grip and was now in Qiao Qing's grasp.
Qiao Qing was just walking backwards when he reappeared in front of him, clamping his lifeline.
The scorn from underneath Peng Yue's eyes gradually changed from disbelief to shock.
A teenage girl with a low-key demeanour learned ancient martial arts!
Qiao Qing kept clawing at Peng Yue's neck. When she looked around, she saw that the others who had been behaving enthusiastic had shrivelled up.
Qiao Qing averted her eyes and spoke softly, her tone indicating how frustrated she was by these people's inability.
"Have you ever heard the adage that those who do evil suffer more frequently than they live? Is this how Feng Hen instructed you?!"
All lost their cool when Feng Hen was said.
"How does she know our Sect Leader's identity, Boss?" A man in black approached Peng Yue and inquired.
Peng Yue's expression had changed to one of fear and admiration for Qiao Qing.
"Miss, what kind of friendship do you have with the Sect Leader?" he said, making a fist and cupping it with another.
"You don't have the right to ask me that." Qiao Qing relaxed her grip. Then she snatched off her necklace and threw it over hir shoulder, saying, "Go back and give that to Feng Hen, tell him, this guy is now in my hands."
She stopped paying attention to these people after that. She fled the scene while holding Jun Yexuan.
Peng Yue managed to snag the necklace. He was lost in meditation as he gazed at the platinum goldfish fishbone necklace.
The person next to him inquired, "Boss, we're just making them go like that?" Our goal was to assassinate Jun Yexuan. And what if she's lying? What if she has never met our Sect Leader?"
Peng Yue turned to face him. "Did you forget how she just hit us? And if we don't trust her words, we won't be able to defeat her."
The questioner's voice was muffled and he was unable to continue communicating.
Peng Yue glanced up after putting the necklace aside. Qiao Qing's silhouette was no longer visible, so he said, "Let's go."
*
Jun Yexuan stood at 190cm. She didn't break a sweat or breathing deeply as Qiao Qing embraced him and headed back to the Qiao Family courtyard's west condo.
When they entered the living room, a shocked shrill rang out, "Ah, baby, why did you bring back a man?" Who is he?!"
"I took him from the street." "Mom, carry the first aid kit to the guest room," Qiao Qing said as she went up the stairs without pausing or turning her back.
"All right." "Butler Chen, go fetch me the first aid kit," He Wanqing said, waving her hand at Chen Ming, who was standing right next to her.
"Yes, ma'am." Chen Ming nodded and went to get the kit. He was tripped by a mop, though, and couldn't help but nag, "Auntie Liu, why are you in a daze while moping the ground?"
Liu Ping retracted her upward-gazing eyes and then nodded. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She quickly paved the path as she spoke.
Jun Yexuan was assisted to the guest room by Qiao Qing, who kindly laid him on the bunk.
She ripped his blazer and blood-soaked white dress shirt apart without delay.
There was a mush of blood and flesh near the middle. It was an eyesore because it was on Jun Yexuan's pretty white chest.
That was the result of a gunshot wound.
Qiao Qing conducted a preliminary examination. And she poured a bucket of water on the cut and washed it up.
Soon after, He Wanqing entered, clutching the first aid bag.
"Baby, the first-aid kit has arrived... oh my god!"
With her empty side, He Wanqing closed her eyes. "How did this guy get too badly hurt?"
Qiao Qing sighed helplessly and took possession of the first aid bag. "If you're afraid, get out," she said as she packed the medication and tools.
As she watched Qiao Qing operate on this guy, He Wanqing slowly let go of the first aid kit and asked, "Where did you find this person?" "How did he get hurt?"