The matters concerning Chen's Financial Group had been settled, and no one dared to defy Chen Qingzhu's will again. Moreover, the board members' shares had all been transferred, giving Chen Qingzhu 100% ownership and absolute control over Chen's Financial Group.

After resolving the affairs of Chen's Financial Group, Qin Heng took Wu Yuqing and Xia Shuang home and ensured they were comfortably settled.

As night approached, he drove a red Ferrari, valued at over nine million, to Sand Town to attend the so-called party.

Sand Town was located in the Dongpu District of Tianhai City. It was a new district that Tianhai City was vigorously developing, featuring many upscale villa communities. The most prestigious among them, known for its exceptional standards, was also the most luxurious. Not only did it boast over a hundred high-end residential villas, but in its central area, there was also a castle-style villa. This structure occupied more than two thousand square meters and featured an overall Gothic architectural style, making visitors feel as if they had stepped into a Western fantasy world.

When Qin Heng arrived, he found over a dozen luxury cars already parked outside the courtyard of the castle-style villa. These included internationally renowned brands like Rolls-Royce, Bentley, and Porsche. Most were painted in very bright and vivid colors, and the car models leaned towards softer designs, clearly indicating they were owned by women.

Are all the guests invited to this party female? Qin Heng wondered, looking at the cars with slight surprise. Such an invitation is a bit too blatant. A party solely for women, hosted by a man. What is this supposed to mean? It could easily lead to some unsavory associations. These women attending the party can't possibly be unaware of the implications. Yet, they all came, which suggests they're probably willing. If they debase themselves willingly, then they're beyond saving.

Qin Heng shook his head lightly, about to walk inside, when he felt several pairs of eyes lock onto him. The gazes were burning hot, like those of hunters who had spotted their prey.

Glancing around, he noticed four or five individuals staring at him. Without exception, they were all sophisticated women in their late twenties, strikingly beautiful and voluptuous, dressed in alluring evening gowns. Each was a rare beauty, capable of making countless men kneel and fawn with a mere beckon of her finger. Moreover, they had all emerged from luxury cars worth millions, clearly possessing immense wealth—true embodiments of rich, beautiful, and powerful women.

However, the moment these confident, wealthy, and beautiful women saw Qin Heng, their eyes became glued to him, their expressions utterly infatuated.

"My, this young man is quite handsome! Great physique, and so tall—he must be at least 1.9 meters, right? Absolutely fantastic!" one woman exclaimed.

"I wonder about his 'skills,' though," another murmured, her eyes glinting. "I need to find a chance to get my hands on him. He looks like a rich heir, too."

"And that Ferrari! It's worth over nine million! He's a genuine super-rich heir!" a third declared.

A chorus of admiring gasps and excited whispers followed.

The current Qin Heng was truly handsome. Even without transforming into his Daoist Body state, he was beyond comparison to ordinary men. His handsome features were sharp and distinct, as if chiseled from stone. His eyes seemed to contain the Star Sea, sparkling with a radiance that could intoxicate any woman who met his gaze. Standing over 1.9 meters tall, his body was well-proportioned. The muscles on his exposed arms displayed smooth lines, and his form-fitting short-sleeved shirt revealed the perfect outline of his abdominal muscles. He was, quite simply, the ideal male god in the hearts of most young women.

This was why these wealthy, beautiful women, who had arrived in luxury cars, froze in place the moment they saw Qin Heng, staring at him, utterly transfixed.

"Qin Heng, why are you here too?"

Suddenly, a familiar female voice reached Qin Heng's ears. He turned his head and saw a girl in a white dress; she was pure, pretty, delicate, and lovely.

It was Qu Linglong.

With her was another young woman, appearing to be in her early twenties. Her features were exceptionally delicate and picturesque, and she lightly bit her cherry lips—an absolute top-tier beauty. This young woman wore a blue off-shoulder evening gown, her long hair cascading over her shoulders. Her slender, fair neck and delicate collarbones were exposed, and her smooth, rounded shoulders added to her charm. The hem of her dress reached her ankles, but a slit extended above her knees. The red high heels she wore added an extra touch of allure.

Qin Heng was also slightly taken aback when he saw her. It had to be said, this young woman's looks were truly outstanding. Moreover, there was a hint of a valiant spirit in her eyes, distinct from the usual gentleness of most young women; it was clear she was a strong-willed individual.

Qu Linglong led her friend over to Qin Heng and smiled. "Did you receive an invitation to the party too? What a coincidence! I didn't expect to bump into you while accompanying a friend to a party."

"You came with your friend?" Qin Heng glanced at the young woman beside Qu Linglong, his brow furrowing slightly.

Using his Divine Sense, he could clearly perceive that this young woman actually possessed the Martial Dao cultivation of a Half-step Grandmaster. Furthermore, she practiced secular martial arts. Reaching such a level at her young age was remarkably difficult.

"This is my friend, Lu Jianjia," Qu Linglong said, gently tugging the young woman's arm and smiling. "Jianjia, this is the Qin Heng I told you about before. He knows martial arts too."

"Hello," Qin Heng greeted politely, extending his hand for a handshake.

"..." Lu Jianjia sized Qin Heng up for a moment, then lightly shook her head, ignoring his offered hand. She snorted coldly and said, "Tonight's party is no trivial matter. Someone like you, who only knows some paltry kung fu, is useless here. Don't be offended; I'm telling you this for your own good. Since you're Linglong's friend, I'm warning you: you'd better leave this place immediately—the farther, the better—or you'll face the consequences."

After saying this, she didn't wait for Qin Heng's response and immediately pulled Qu Linglong towards the villa.

After they had walked a short distance, Qu Linglong frowned slightly and said to Lu Jianjia, "Jianjia, what was that all about? Qin Heng didn't offend you, did he? Your attitude just now..."

"I was doing it for his own good," Lu Jianjia replied, a trace of disdain on her face as she spoke softly. "You know the truth about today's party. It's very dangerous, and for an ordinary person to get involved is simply suicide! Earlier, you said he knew martial arts, and I thought we might have another helping hand. However, when I got closer, I saw that his movements lacked the distinctive style of a Martial Artist, and his hands showed no signs of martial practice. He's clearly just some rich kid who's learned a few flashy moves to impress girls—a complete waste! If he stays here, he won't be any help; he'll just drag us down. Linglong, our mission this time is very important, and we can't afford any mistakes. You'd better remember that."

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