The Beauty CEO's Personal Expert

Lei Jiang is in danger!

Ling Chen thought to himself. Ling Chen had already witnessed Lei Jiang's skills earlier. Although impressive, they were still somewhat lacking compared to the masters on the Dragon List. No matter how formidable Lei Jiang's methods were, they couldn't make up for the disparity in strength between them.

After all, not everyone can be like Ling Chen, possessing so many advanced techniques. With just the Nine Yang Qiankun Step, Ling Chen can surpass many masters.

At this moment, facing Qin Dong's attack, Lei Jiang's eyes narrowed, and he retreated rapidly, trying to distance himself from Qin Dong.

But just as Lei Jiang prepared to step back, a bright flash streaked by. By the time he reacted, a soft sword had already wrapped around his waist.

Oh no!

Lei Jiang's expression changed, but before he could respond, he saw Qin Dong's lips curl into a smug smile, and his wrist jerked sharply. Under the pull of the soft sword, Lei Jiang's body instantly spun 360 degrees in mid-air, then landed heavily on the floor, making a 'bang' sound.

Looking at Lei Jiang on the ground, Qin Dong withdrew the soft sword into his belt, shook his head disdainfully, and said, "I thought you were formidable, turns out you're so vulnerable. You'd better go home and train for a few more years and stop embarrassing yourself."

"You're despicable!"

Several men who had come with Lei Jiang shouted angrily.

"Despicable?" Qin Dong laughed indifferently, "Where am I despicable? As a person of the Martial Arts, don't you know the dangerous nature of the Martial Arts World? Alright! I'm lazy to talk nonsense with you, hurry and release the person, don't force me to act."

"Did you all hear that." Tong Ye said proudly, "Release me quickly, or you'll regret it?"

Hearing this, the men looked at each other and, unwillingly, released Tong Ye. Among them, Lei Jiang was the strongest, and since Lei Jiang couldn't stand against Qin Dong, let alone the others.

Once free, Tong Ye immediately rushed toward Qin Dong, directly embracing him with affection and said, "Qin Dong, I knew you wouldn't abandon me; you would definitely appear when I need you the most."

Qin Dong lightly tapped Tong Ye's nose, smiled, and said, "I promised to protect you well. It's a promise I won't break."

Tong Ye nodded, her eyes glowing with happiness.

"Let's go."

After speaking, Tong Ye held Qin Dong's hand, and they walked into the crowd side by side.

At this time, a few men hurried to Lei Jiang's side and helped him up from the ground.

"Jiang, are you okay?"

"I..." Lei Jiang opened his mouth, ready to respond. But before he could speak, his legs suddenly gave way, and he collapsed directly on the ground, his face full of pain.

"Jiang! Jiang!" The men became anxious and asked him with concern, "How are you?"

Lei Jiang didn't speak but pointed to his legs. Only then did they notice that Lei Jiang's ankles were stained with blood. At this moment, the blood was seeping through his shoes and socks, trickling onto the floor.

"Jiang, I'll help you up first." One of the men grabbed Lei Jiang's arm, trying to lift him.

"Don't move him."

Upon hearing this voice, the men looked up, seeing a handsome young man walking over. They had noticed the young man's presence when Tong Ye arrived, but had dismissed him.

"Why can't we move him?" Lei Jiang's companion asked.

Ling Chen didn't reply but squatted down and examined Lei Jiang's injuries. Seeing the conspicuous wounds, Ling Chen's eyes flashed with severity.

So ruthless!

These wounds were all caused by Qin Dong. Just when Lei Jiang landed, Qin Dong quickly struck, slashing twice across Lei Jiang's ankles. The speed was so fast that no one noticed Qin Dong's subtle action; even Lei Jiang probably didn't feel it.

A soft sword is very thin, with a blade about the thickness of paper, and if the speed is fast enough, even when injured, one might not immediately feel it.

Qin Dong had already defeated Lei Jiang and still used such despicable means to injure him. Fortunately, Ling Chen was present; otherwise, trying to help Lei Jiang sit up could accelerate the blood loss and endanger his life.

"Fortunately." After inspecting the injuries, Ling Chen nodded, "You're quite lucky. If it had been a bit deeper, it would have injured your tendons. Then, you'd never be able to practice martial arts in your life."

Upon hearing this, Lei Jiang looked pale and quickly asked, "Friend, now then..."

Ling Chen smiled slightly, "Don't worry, it's not serious, just rest for a while, and you'll be fine." Saying this, Ling Chen tore two pieces of cloth from his clothes and wrapped them around Lei Jiang's wounds.

"Alright, take him back." Ling Chen stood up.

Lei Jiang looked at Ling Chen gratefully and said, "Friend, thank you for saving me. How may I address you?"

"It's just a fleeting encounter, no need to ask so much. Hurry home and rest, I should be going." After speaking, Ling Chen waved at Lei Jiang, and then walked toward the crowd.

After strolling in the hall for a while, Ling Chen drank a few glasses of champagne and ate some of the host's sumptuous food to fill his stomach.

Sated, Ling Chen was considering finding a quiet place to sit, but at this moment, a group of about ten people walked into the hall entrance, mostly elderly men in their sixties and seventies, with only one or two middle-aged men.

However, the most surprising thing was that among them, there was actually a young man about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.

Ling Chen saw the noisy hall suddenly quiet down, couldn't help but look over at the hall entrance. When he noticed the young man trailing the group, his expression changed slightly, showing a hint of surprise.

It's him!

Unexpectedly meeting him here.

As he pondered this, the young man at the back of the group seemed to sense Ling Chen's gaze and glanced in his direction.

As their eyes met, the young man's expression clearly showed a hint of surprise. Then, he called a staff member to his side, whispered a few words, and detached himself from the group, heading straight towards Ling Chen's position.

Seeing the other approaching, Ling Chen immediately stood up to greet him, smiling, saying, "What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here."

"I didn't expect it either." The young man replied coolly, "What are you doing here?"

"Didn't you see? I'm here for the conference."

"With your skills, you should be on the host's VIP list, why are you in such a place? It's full of low-level masters, unworthy of your status."

Ling Chen shrugged, smiling indifferently, "I don't think my status is that remarkable. I'm just here to join the fun, it doesn't matter."