Helicopters are slower than regular airliners. However, Qin Heng and Song Ningran had set off more than an hour early, so they still arrived before Mo Cheng and his group. By the time Mo Cheng and the others emerged from the airport, Qin Heng and Song Ningran had already been waiting for quite a while.

Just moments before, someone wanting to rent a helicopter for leisure had contacted the airport staff, and Qin Heng had temporarily leased his out. The rate was one million RMB a day. For Qin Heng, this amount was negligible. It just so happened that the renter was a business partner of the Daqin Group: Qian Zhenghai, the owner of the Fairy Pavilion restaurant.

Qin Heng had previously visited Qi Lu with his family, and Qian Zhenghai had been their host, making comprehensive and meticulous preparations. The cooperation between their families had been good and mutually beneficial for two or three years. Moreover, Qin Heng got along quite well with Qian Zhenghai's daughter. Even if they didn't meet often, they frequently contacted each other online. Therefore, Qin Heng didn't mind renting the helicopter to him.

Shortly after the transaction concluded, Mo Cheng and his group walked out of the airport. He walked at the front of the crowd with Han Ya by his side. Approaching Qin Heng with an admiring expression, he said, "I never imagined that our classmate Qin Heng was also so wealthy. To think you have a private plane! I was wrong before. I didn't think someone like you would... would wear such clothes and ride the subway."

He subtly pointed out the contradictions in Qin Heng's behavior. Although he didn't say it directly, he had effectively labeled Qin Heng a "hypocrite," intending to diminish Song Ningran's and others' impressions of him. Sure enough, a few people in the crowd were already casting disdainful glances at Qin Heng.

"Tsk, thinking he's something special just because he's rich. Pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger—as if Mo Cheng's family background is any weaker!"

"So having a helicopter is amazing, huh? Does he need to go around pretending to be some poor kid just to show off?"

Mo Cheng was quite pleased with this effect. But when he saw that Song Ningran's expression remained unchanged, his face darkened. Damn it, what kind of bewitching potion has this kid fed Song Ningran to make her so utterly devoted to him!

"You don't need to envy my private plane," Qin Heng suddenly said, glancing at Mo Cheng. "As long as you work hard yourself and don't keep basking in the minor achievement of earning twenty million in half a year, you'll eventually have your own private plane too. Keep it up."

Mo Cheng instantly flew into a rage! His tone was like an elder scolding a child, or a superior condescending to an inferior. Who the hell do you think you are!

At that moment, Qian Zhenghai approached the boarding gate with a card in hand and three or four clients in tow, all smiles and laughter.

Qian Zhenghai said with a smile, "Gentlemen, this helicopter I just rented is top-notch. Let's not talk business today, just enjoy ourselves, how about that?"

His clients, unaccustomed to helicopter rides, all nodded and laughed. "Sure! Boss Qian is really straightforward. Renting this helicopter couldn't have been cheap."

"One million a day," Qian Zhenghai said with a laugh. "It really stings, you know."

The others laughed heartily. "Hahaha! Only a million a day? That's just a drop in the bucket for Boss Qian!"

Chatting and laughing, the group entered the boarding area and then boarded Qin Heng's helicopter.

Qin Heng's group had also witnessed this scene. Suddenly, the air fell silent. Except for Song Ningran, everyone else's gaze toward Qin Heng changed, now filled with utter contempt and disdain.

"So, it turns out the helicopter was rented by you, Classmate Qin," Mo Cheng said, suppressing the urge to burst into wild laughter. He looked at Qin Heng and shook his head gently. "That's where you're wrong. If you don't have money, just say so. Why pretend to be something you're not? That helicopter costs a million a day. You used it for over two hours, so that must have cost you at least a hundred thousand. Spending your parents' money like this—do they even know?"

SLAP!

Qin Heng slapped Mo Cheng so hard that he flew backward, crashing to the ground four or five meters away. His cheek swelled high, and blood trickled from his mouth.

"You ant, your mouth is too foul," Qin Heng said indifferently, looking at Mo Cheng. "If I hear any more of your nonsense, you can just end your own life."

Just moments ago, Mo Cheng had dared to insult Qin Heng's parents. That was truly courting death!

"You! You! How dare you hit me!?" Mo Cheng sat on the ground, staring at Qin Heng in disbelief, trembling with anger as he bellowed, "Do you know who I am? Do you know where this is?!! You actually dare to hit me in Qi Lu! You're courting death!!"

By now, Mo Cheng could no longer contain himself. He stopped trying to maintain his polite demeanor; his only thought now was to kill Qin Heng!

"There's no one on Earth that I, Qin Heng, am afraid to hit." Qin Heng walked over to Mo Cheng with Song Ningran, lifted his foot, stepped on his head, and said coolly, "I can't be bothered to kill you, but don't push your luck."

BANG!

With one kick, Qin Heng sent Mo Cheng flying more than ten meters, crashing into a load-bearing pillar. The powerful impact caused Mo Cheng excruciating pain. Everything went dark before his eyes, and he nearly passed out. Mo Cheng, who had lived a life of luxury since childhood, had never suffered such an injury. His hatred for Qin Heng now burned to its absolute peak!

Mo Cheng gritted his teeth and hissed lowly, "Kid! Believe it or not, I will kill you!!"

His voice wasn't loud. Only Qin Heng and he could hear it.

"Oh?" Qin Heng, who was about to leave with Song Ningran, turned his head upon hearing this and glanced at Mo Cheng with a light chuckle. "Then bring it on. Let me see how an insignificant ant like you can overturn the heavens."

With that, he left with Song Ningran.

Killing Mo Cheng now would only mean killing him alone. More trouble would definitely follow. It's better to wait for Mo Cheng to make a move, then retaliate—either to subdue him or annihilate his entire clan. That would be far more efficient.

「...」

Qin Heng and Song Ningran left the airport directly. The itinerary for this inspection trip was already planned. They just needed to show up on time; there was no need for them to be together constantly.

They took a taxi to a luxurious hotel in Qi Lu. Qin Heng booked two rooms and they dropped off their luggage.

He had planned to go out to eat with Song Ningran. However, Song Ningran seemed a little airsick. She felt drowsy upon entering her room and quickly fell asleep.

Qin Heng had no choice but to go out alone. The Qi Lu region boasted many unique local snacks that couldn't be found elsewhere, and Qin Heng didn't want to miss out.

As he walked down the street, observing the skyscrapers lining both sides, the endless stream of vehicles, and pedestrians of all backgrounds, Qin Heng could sense that this ancient city, with its millennia of history, was also embracing modernization. This was the inevitable march of progress.

On an advertising screen at a nearby street corner, a news report was playing.

"The Sino-American Youth Martial Arts Exchange Tournament will be held next Saturday at the Tianhai Century Gymnasium. For this tournament, both China and America will send six young experts under the age of 25 to compete. This tournament is..."

Indeed, this news had been announced at noon. Qin Heng nodded; he had already learned of it earlier that morning.

Just then, two blond-haired, blue-eyed young Caucasian men walked past him. They were chatting in English, laughing as they spoke.

"Hahaha! This so-called martial arts exchange is hilarious! What makes these Chinese weaklings think they can compete with us American powerhouses? They're bound to get slaughtered!"

"I heard Nicole and Andre are coming too. They're both B-rank powerhouses! These Chinese amateurs, who only know how to dance and do aerobics, are going to get beaten senseless by them, hahaha!"

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