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As evening falls, the afterglow of the setting sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the living room of Yunxi Bay Villa, bathing the entire space in a warm orange-gold hue.

Li Qiuchan pushed open the door, threw her bag onto the sofa, and slumped down on it as if all her strength had been drained, letting out a long sigh.

Song Xiaoxiao poked her head out of the kitchen, holding a freshly washed apple. She took a bite and asked indistinctly, "Cousin, what's wrong? You look like you've given up on life."

Li Qiuchan rubbed her temples, her tone full of annoyance: "Don't even mention it. I was in a good mood today shopping with Wen Lan, but then Zhao Kai sent me another message."

"Zhao Kai?" Song Xiaoxiao frowned.

"Is it that rich second-generation from the Zhao family? Is he still bothering you?"

"It's not him harassing me, but his friend, a top-tier rich second-generation from the provincial capital, Qin Shou." Li Qiuchan picked up a cushion from the sofa and hugged it to her chest, her voice filled with helplessness and anger.

"He repeatedly asked me out for drinks alone under the guise of a collaborative project. I'm not a three-year-old; of course I know what he's up to. But the problem is, our two companies do have a collaborative project, and the contract terms are favorable to him, giving him the power to make the decisions. I don't dare to confront him directly, for fear of affecting the company's interests."

She took out her phone from her pocket, scrolled through the chat history, and handed it to Song Xiaoxiao: "They booked a private room at Jinling No. 1 Club tonight, saying they wanted to 'discuss cooperation details,' and asked me to make sure I went."

Song Xiaoxiao took the phone and glanced at it, her brows furrowing: "This person's name is terrible, Qin Shou, the beast, truly lives up to his name."

Su Hao, who was sitting to the side flipping through a book, looked up and asked casually, "Where is the Jinling No. 1 Club located?"

"The most expensive business KTV in the city center," Li Qiuchan replied listlessly.

Su Hao closed the book, stood up, and said in a calm but undeniably firm tone, "I'll go with you tonight."

Li Qiuchan was taken aback: "You're coming with me? But Qin Shou is a tough guy to deal with. He has the Qin family from the provincial capital backing him up, and he's quite influential in the Jinling business circle. If you get into a conflict with him..."

"Don't worry, I told you I wouldn't do anything." Su Hao walked up to her, his gaze softening.

"I'm just going to keep you company, and also to let him know that you're not someone he can mess with."

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint killing intent, like ripples, spread outwards from Su Hao in all directions.

The killing intent wasn't intense, but it carried a suffocating sense of oppression, as if a sleeping dragon was slowly opening its eyes, looking down at the ants-like beings beneath its feet.

The entire city of Jinling seemed to fall silent at that moment.

Inside an abandoned garment factory in the west of the city, Qian Shouyin is holding a cup of tea.

Suddenly, the teacup in her hand trembled violently, and tea splashed over the rim.

"This aura... is it at the peak of the Grandmaster level? Or even higher?"

Thousand Hands Sound's pupils suddenly contracted, and she abruptly stood up, looking towards the direction of Cloud Creek Bay, her expression becoming more solemn than ever before.

The Senju clan ninjas around her all felt the terrifying pressure. Their faces turned pale, cold sweat beaded on their foreheads, and even breathing became difficult.

Senju Oto took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in her heart, and slowly sat back on the sofa, but her fingers holding the teacup trembled slightly.

She finally understood what kind of being she was facing.

At that moment, Han Gaoyang, who was on surveillance duty on the rooftop of a residential building in western Nanjing, also felt the murderous intent rising into the sky.

He nearly dropped the binoculars from his hand, frozen in place, his pupils filled with shock.

"Su Hao... just what kind of monster are you?"

Without thinking twice, he quickly took out his phone and dialed Su Hao's number.

The call connected, and Su Hao's voice came through, calm and as usual: "Feeding? Old Han?"

"Su Hao! Did you just release your aura?" Han Gaoyang's voice was tinged with urgency.

"Don't you know you're alerting them? The Senju clan's ninjas are still in the city. If you do this, they'll definitely be on guard!"

Su Hao was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Sorry, I couldn't help myself."

Han Gaoyang sighed helplessly, "Never mind, with your strength, even if they're on guard, they can't cause any trouble. But I have something for you, wait for me, I'll be right there."

Han Gaoyang arrived at the villa in less than twenty minutes.

After entering, he didn't waste any words and directly took out a palm-sized token from his pocket and handed it to Su Hao.

The token was entirely black, made of an unknown material, and felt cool and heavy to the touch.

The front is engraved with an ancient-style character "武" (wu, meaning martial arts), while the back is engraved with a complex pattern that resembles a giant dragon spiraling upwards.

"What is this?" Su Hao took the token and examined it from all angles.

"Commander Wu's badge." Han Gaoyang's expression turned serious.

"The holder of this token enjoys extremely high authority within the Martial Arts Division. He can mobilize the resources of the local Martial Arts Division and also use it to deter those arrogant and powerful families."

Su Hao raised an eyebrow: "Is this thing that useful?"

"Of course." Han Gaoyang nodded, but a complex look flashed in his eyes.

"However, this token represents not only power, but also responsibility. I hope you will use it wisely."

Su Hao put the token into his pocket and nodded: "Thanks, Lao Han."

"You're welcome." Han Gaoyang waved his hand, turned and left, but turned back to say something when he reached the door.

"By the way, I hope you can help with the operation tomorrow night. I'll contact you then."

After saying that, he quickly left.

Su Hao stood in the living room, took out the token, and examined it carefully again.

He always felt that Han Gaoyang's act of giving him this token seemed to have a deeper meaning, but he couldn't figure out the reason for it for the time being.

Oh well, as long as it works, that's fine.

He put the token away and turned to Li Qiuchan, saying, "Let's go, my dear wife, I'll go with you to meet that Qin Shou."

Li Qiuchan looked at him, a sense of security she had never felt before welling up inside her, and nodded: "Okay."

Jinling No. 1 Club is one of the most upscale business and entertainment venues in Jinling. Located in the most prosperous area of ​​the city center, it is luxuriously decorated and has high prices. Only the rich and powerful can afford to frequent it.

When Su Hao and Li Qiuchan arrived, Qin Shou was already waiting in the private room.

The private room was very large, easily over a hundred square meters, and decorated in a magnificent and opulent style.

Seven or eight people were sitting on the leather sofa. Besides Qin Shou and Zhao Kai, there were several young men and women dressed in designer brands, who were obviously spoiled brats from the same circle.

The coffee table was laden with foreign liquor, fruit platters, and various snacks. Several scantily clad hostesses sat around a group of young men, their voices sweet and their manner decadent.

Qin Shou was a man in his early thirties with a fairly decent appearance, but his brows carried an inescapable air of arrogance and frivolity.

He was wearing a custom-made white suit, a Patek Philippe watch on his wrist, his legs crossed, and a glass of whiskey in his hand. When he saw Li Qiuchan push the door open and enter, a smile immediately spread across his face.

"Qiu Chan is here! Please have a seat!"

Qin Shou stood up and greeted her warmly, but his gaze swept over Li Qiuchan from head to toe, revealing an undisguised possessiveness.

When he saw Su Hao following behind Li Qiuchan, his smile froze slightly, and his brows furrowed: "And who is this?"

"My driver and bodyguard," Li Qiuchan introduced casually, without elaborating further.

Qin Shou glanced at Su Hao, noticing that he was dressed in ordinary casual clothes and didn't seem like anyone important, so he didn't pay much attention to him. He simply nodded casually and then turned his attention back to Li Qiuchan.

"Qiu Chan, come, come, sit next to me." Qin Shou patted the empty sofa next to him, his tone carrying an unyielding force.

Li Qiuchan frowned slightly, about to politely decline, when Su Hao spoke first.

"Call her General Manager Li or Miss Li. It's not appropriate for you to call her Qiu Chan."