"This..."

Song Fei and the others were all stunned and speechless at the situation before them.

Who is Ma Dongfei? Yet even such an impressive figure knelt before Ye Qiu? What is Ye Qiu's background?

However, it wasn't over. Ma Dongfei began to slap himself hard, saying:

"Master, it's all my fault. I didn't manage my subordinates well, causing your friend to be frightened."

Ye Qiu was somewhat surprised at Ma Dongfei's actions, amazed at how thoroughly he went to seek forgiveness by kneeling immediately without hesitation. Although Ye Qiu had no interest in bickering with Ma Dongfei, he would certainly not show him any goodwill.

"Get lost!"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

At this point, Ma Dongfei seemed a bit cheap. He wasn't angry at Ye Qiu's scolding; instead, he felt honored for being told to leave by Ye Qiu.

As he left, he strictly adhered to Ye Qiu's words by literally rolling away instead of walking.

After Ma Dongfei departed, everyone remained speechless, simply staring at Ye Qiu.

"Are you alright?"

Ye Qiu approached Song Sisi and found that she was unharmed, even emotionally stable, which brought him some relief.

"I'm fine." Song Sisi shook her head and said, but her gaze remained fixed on Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu felt uncomfortable being stared at like this and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that? It's making me feel creepy."

"Thank you!" Song Sisi said after looking at Ye Qiu for a long time.

"You're welcome." Ye Qiu smiled and replied.

Thereafter, the two chatted briefly, and Ye Qiu then departed.

Meanwhile.

Europe, Blood Cross headquarters.

The vast conference room of Blood Cross was fully seated, but it was eerily silent.

The burly man sitting in the main seat looked extremely grim.

"Blood Dragon is defeated, even Blood Dragon is defeated!"

Everyone was shocked upon hearing this.

Blood Dragon, the top fighter of Blood Cross, yet he wasn't a match for Demon King. The Demon King is terrifying!

The faces of the people were pale, as Demon King was Blood Cross's nightmare.

"How are you all?" the man asked again.

However, no one answered, perhaps because they didn't know how, so each chose silence.

"Ah." The man sighed and shook his head, knowing that Blood Cross currently couldn't field anyone to challenge Demon King. Sending more people would just result in more deaths.

"Let's set aside the issue with Demon King for now. We're close to finding Jade Qilin. Focus on that, and this time, don't let Demon King snatch Jade Qilin. Proceed cautiously."

"Yes..."

The members of Blood Cross rarely strayed from discussing Ye Qiu, showing they were indeed fearful of being tricked by Ye Qiu.

...

Today's sunshine was bright, and Ye Qiu woke up early to send Bai Lan to the company.

"Ye Qiu."

In the company, Lan Ying encountered Ye Qiu.

In recent days, she and others in the company hadn't seen much interaction between her and Ye Qiu, reducing rumors.

This should have been a relief for Lan Ying, but she wasn't happy at all.

She didn't understand her feelings, always sensing something blocking within, a vague oppression.

Thus, upon seeing Ye Qiu, she couldn't help but call out.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qiu curiously asked Lan Ying, surprised she called him.

Usually, Lan Ying avoided him, wishing never to see him again, yet she voluntarily called now, as if the sun rose in the west.

"Nothing."

Lan Ying instinctively wanted to say something but couldn't speak out.

Then, she prepared to leave.

Watching Lan Ying like this, Ye Qiu was speechless and rolled his eyes, "What's going on? Might it be early menopause, why stop halfway through talking."

Ye Qiu's voice was small, but Lan Ying still heard it loud and clear.

She couldn't tolerate being accused of early menopause, as these words are unbearable for any woman.

Immediately, Lan Ying turned back and glared fiercely at Ye Qiu: "What did you say? Who's in early menopause?"

Feeling the murderous gaze from Lan Ying, Ye Qiu was startled.

"No, no one."

"Is that so?"

Lan Ying didn't believe, sneeringly nearing Ye Qiu.

Seeing her demeanor, Ye Qiu sweated, knowing he'd have a bad day!

Sure enough, in the next second, she...

The soft flesh at the waist is a weakness for all men, even for the mighty Ye Qiu. Once pinched, he grimaced in pain.

"Let go, it hurts!"

"Hurts? You know pain?" Lan Ying sneered, the more Ye Qiu shouted, the harder she pinched.

The fiery pain in his waist was nearly unbearable, so Ye Qiu reached out and grasped Lan Ying's slim waist.

"Will you let go? If not, I'll give you a taste of your own medicine!"

Despite Ye Qiu's words, Lan Ying didn't release her grip, and she shivered slightly.

Her pretty face blushed the next moment.

Ye Qiu noticed his waist no longer hurt so much, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Oh, it's eye-burning, eye-burning!"

Just as Ye Qiu prepared to release his hold, the receptionist's voice rang from behind him, her eyes covered as she spoke.

But her splayed fingers thoroughly betrayed her.

"Damn..."

Ye Qiu cursed inwardly, knowing the receptionist was a big mouth. Regardless of reality, she'd spread the tale far and wide.

Ye Qiu was sure that within ten minutes, the company would buzz with excitement.

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