Boarding Life

However, this Xiao Qinghong doesn't seem easy to deal with.

Qin Qi is so confident, could he be overreaching?

Qin Qi didn't think that much at all.

Only one thought occupied his mind.

He had conquered so many women, yet he hadn't tasted the flavor of this stubborn personality.

From childhood to adulthood, Xiao Qinghong has never smiled? Such a woman, to him, aroused a keen sense of conquest.

Xiao Qinghong, likewise, showed no emotion, almost without hesitation, she replied, "Rest assured, you will pay the price for your arrogance and conceit!"

Immediately, she wasted no words.

This was the distance she had chosen as the optimal range.

Without another word, she clenched her fist and directly aimed at Qin Qi's chest.

As she executed her move, dressed all in black, she looked so efficient, but in the middle of summer dressed so tightly, it was really a bit of a pity!

However, he maintained his position without moving.

As the sword sheath rushed towards his face, he swiftly gripped the opponent's fair wrist.

Feeling the power from Xiao Qinghong's body, he also made a judgment, "Seventh-stage Martial Artist, at this age, even more formidable than Mo Yufei, comparable to Huang Lie…"

Yet, naturally, still insufficient before him.

Qin Qi followed her wrist and slapped Xiao Qinghong's body.

In an instant, Xiao Qinghong's delicate body flew backward, landing only after six or seven meters, barely stabilizing her stance!

The astonishment in her beautiful eyes flashed and faded, restored to her wooden demeanor, seemingly unable to believe her eyes.

One should know, she had been focused from infancy, personally instructed by her father, coupled with her exceptional talent, achieving today's prowess.

Qin Qi, younger than herself, yet surpassing her?

"Hmph!"

Xiao Qinghong stomped, completely unwilling, once again leaping straight at Qin Qi.

Yet soon, her soft body was once more repelled.

Xiao Qinghong obviously still refused to yield, planning to attack again.

But at this moment, Qin Qi directly stated, "Miss Xiao, the outcome is clear. Isn't it obvious you aren't my opponent?"

"Considering the situation now, whether I'm a ninth-stage Martial Artist should already be clear in your heart!"

Everyone took a sharp breath.

The face-off between Xiao Qinghong and Qin Qi, although brief.

But from their strength, clarity was evident to everyone.

Xiao Qinghong's skill was considerable indeed, yet Qin Qi handled it with such ease.

"Ninth-stage Martial Artist, could Qin Qi truly be a ninth-stage Martial Artist?" Many swallowed their shock.

Xiao Qinghong remained expressionless, yet her body ceased moving; clearly, she realized Qin Qi's words made sense.

Her crimson lips parted slightly, looking at Qin Qi who still sat motionless, "A willing bet, qualified acceptance. You may ask any request of me!"

"Though nothing overstepping boundaries. If you have any malign intent, I won't forgive you!"

Qin Qi was left speechless.

Damn.

If there's no malign intent, what's the point of asking a request?

Should have clarified earlier.

Before making any request, the paths were already blocked.

He grudgingly changes the topic, "No rush, I'm actually quite curious, Miss Xiao, your purpose today, couldn't be merely to spar with me, right?"

Xiao Qinghong calmly replied, "Three days later, the manor in the western district of Su City, my father invites you to meet!"

Qin Qi paused for a moment.

"President of the Dingshan Martial Artists Association?" Wu Shuangshuang took a sharp breath.

Old Wu couldn't help but say, "Mr. Qin, this is quite a figure."

Qin Qi knew even without Old Wu saying it, this president must indeed be extraordinary.

His daughter having the caliber of a seventh-stage Martial Artist, let alone the father.

He immediately had a wary mindset, "If such a great figure wants to meet me, some reason must be given."

Xiao Qinghong slowly opened her red lips, "Mr. Qin, wouldn't you think defeating Huang Lie means everything is settled? Have you ever heard of the existence of an ancestor in the Huang Family?"

"Huang Family ancestor?" Everyone exchanged glances.

Evidently, no one had heard of it.

But Shen Lulu frowned and remarked, "I've heard a rumor, supposedly eighty years ago, the Huang Family had produced a remarkable genius. Upon reaching ninth-stage Martial Artist level, they retreated. Twenty or thirty years ago, traces of them still occasionally appeared. Yet their power remains unknown!"

"No, wait. Could they still be alive? If they're alive, they must be at least a hundred years old now!"

Xiao Qinghong coldly commented, "What's so surprising about being a hundred years old? Mr. Qin, let me remind you, your current conflict with the Huang Family, that ancestor of theirs is already targeting you."

"Even if you possess ninth-stage Martial Artist prowess, taking your life is still a matter of a finger's snap. If you disregard your life, not seeing my father is your prerogative!"

With that, she said no more words, gracefully turned and left.

Qin Qi narrowed his eyes into slits.

This woman really speaks with no politeness.

Sooner or later she needs to experience the taste of defeat!

As he was pondering in his heart, he was also contemplating her words!

Xiao Qinghong's words did not seem joking, the Huang Family's ancestor likely truly exists, their strength exceeding his own. If they truly wish to take his life, it's far more dangerous than Zuo Qingyue.

Though Zuo Qingyue is formidable, she hasn't entirely confirmed herself…

"Three days later…" Qin Qi contemplated, suddenly grinning, "Right, if there truly exists such a Huang Family ancestor, shouldn't she be the one who knows best?"

Mo Yufei.

Coincidentally, after this woman left the Huang Family, he still intends to meet her.

At this time, Han Siqi, observing the tumult in the crowd, approached Qin Qi, "Master, next…"

"Disperse it!" Qin Qi shook his head, "Today we've set enough foundations; if these various forces want to join us, let them come. Leave these matters entirely in your hands!"

Han Siqi, of course, knew precisely what to do, "Qiqi understands, rest assured, Master!"

Once Qin Qi departed, these individuals from various powers began approaching to talk.

Some wished to affiliate with Qin Qi, while others, hearing about the Huang Family ancestor, expressed intentions to retreat.

As for Qin Qi.

He was uninterested in these matters whatsoever.

Leaving through the hotel's back door, he ventured into the garden behind the hotel, intending to return home to rest.

However, after only a few steps.

His whole body stiffened on the spot, showing a bitter smile on his face.

Only today did he realize what it truly meant for misfortune often to come consecutively!

For before him stood a woman donning a white long dress, white boots, even the bands on her head tied purely in white, akin to a Taoist maiden, impeccably beautiful!

The woman, no less, was the one he wished to confront least—Zuo Qingyue!

Zuo Qingyue's eyes seemed to contain stars and seas, quietly gazing at Qin Qi, and after a long while, her beautiful, vivid red lips parted, saying words that nearly made Qin Qi's soul abandon him.

"Finally, found you!"