Chapter 30: The Confident Scorpion

"Hello." Chen Che answered.

Shen Qi's voice came through: "Master, I have already found that Scorpion you were looking for."

"Where is he?"

"He is currently at the Qibao Club."

Hm?

Chen Che frowned: "What is going on?"

Shen Qi said slowly: "Early this morning, Scorpion came to the Qibao Club alone, saying he wanted to discuss a deal with me. He said he is willing to pay two million, requires the Qibao Club to provide him with protection, and needs a plane ticket out of Shanghai prepared."

"Have you seen him?"

"Not yet. My subordinates said he is in no rush to leave, and the deposit will only be paid in a few days."

Chen Che understood in his heart: "I see. Keep him steady for now, agree to any of his demands, but absolutely do not let him run away, then wait for my orders."

"Understood."

The call ended, and Chen Che looked at Cheng Kexin, saying: "Senior Sister, don't worry, Scorpion is now under my control. He is likely trying to rely on the video he has to play both sides. Since he wants to play, we will accompany him and play slowly."

Cheng Kexin was half-doubting: "Alright, then I will listen to you."

Perhaps due to the intimacy of last night, Cheng Kexin subconsciously developed a sense of reliance and trust toward Chen Che.

Even if she was still uneasy in her heart, she still chose to listen to Chen Che.

The room suddenly became quiet, the two looked at each other, and the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.

A portion of the lingering scent from last night's battle remained, and the stimulation of the smell made the two recall that intoxicating feeling once again.

"I'm going to take a shower."

Cheng Kexin avoided Chen Che's fiery gaze and walked straight toward the bathroom.

Chen Che scratched his head awkwardly, pondering whether he should take a shower too.

"Ding ding..."

At this moment, a message came in.

Chen Che tapped it open.

"At three o'clock this afternoon, bring the money to the World Trade Building, and I will give you what you want."

Chen Che couldn't help but sneer, then closed his phone.

Splash, splash, splash...

The sound of Cheng Kexin showering came from the bathroom, the splashing water sound stimulating Chen Che's heartstrings, his mind imagining the water flowing over Cheng Kexin's undulating body...

"Forget it, it's only morning anyway!"

Chen Che took out his phone again and dialed Cheng Kexiang's number.

"Hello, hello, hello, what's wrong? How is my sister?" Cheng Kexiang received Chen Che's call and was startled, thinking something had happened, and hurriedly asked.

"Oh, it's nothing... we are both fine," Chen Che said.

"Good, then tell me your address quickly, I'll come find you," Cheng Kexiang said.

Chen Che glanced at the bathroom and said: "You don't need to come find us, we have some things to handle right now. Before three o'clock this afternoon, go to the World Trade Building, and we will meet there."

"What are you doing now? Forget it, forget it, just make sure you protect my sister, we'll meet in the afternoon."

After receiving Chen Che's phone number earlier, Cheng Kexiang had also called Cheng Kexin, but it didn't go through.

She called home and learned that Cheng Kexin had gone out with Cheng Qian.

Combining this with Chen Che's sudden departure earlier, she guessed that her sister might have been targeted by Cheng Qian.

So even though Chen Che was clearly hiding something from her, she cared about Cheng Kexin's safety and didn't ask much more.

However, if she knew that the bodyguard she admired had saved her sister only to end up in bed with her, what kind of thoughts would she have?

The call ended, and Chen Che looked at the bathroom with glowing eyes. He rubbed his hands and, like a mouse stealing oil, opened the bathroom door and slipped inside.

"Hm? Why did you come in?!"

"Senior Sister, you just became a Martial Artist, the True Qi in your body is still unstable, I will help you stabilize your realm again."

"I don't need it, get out quickly! The floor is slippery! Don't touch me randomly! No, I'll become strange! No, don't, don't! Ah..."

Qibao Club.

After Scorpion finished sending the text message, he looked at Shen Qi sitting opposite him.

"Seventh Master really overestimates me. You are busy with a thousand tasks, yet you actually said you would see a small character like me."

Shen Qi laughed: "Those things about me are just rumors from people outside. I am a legitimate businessman. Since you, little brother, want to do business with the Qibao Association and the price is so generous, I, as the boss, naturally have to see you."

Being valued by a figure like Shen Qi, Scorpion also felt that he had made it.

"Being able to talk face-to-face with a figure like Seventh Master is my honor. But since we are doing business, there are some things I still have to say."

Shen Qi sneered in his heart: You're even setting conditions with me? If it weren't for the Master's orders, I wouldn't even look at a piece of trash like you!

Shen Qi said with a calm and breezy surface: "Speak."

Scorpion said: "I need to go out at three o'clock this afternoon to pick up some money. I ask that Seventh Master arrange for people to protect me. Of course, it would be best if they were Martial Artists."

Shen Qi feigned surprise: "Little brother is making such a big fuss just to pick up money, it seems that money didn't come from a proper source, right?"

"An honest person doesn't speak in riddles."

Scorpion said triumphantly: "I have something in my hands that someone else wants. As long as it's in my hands, that person will keep sending me money, and they will even kneel and beg me to accept it!"

"Then it seems little brother really has ability, much better than those rice-bucket subordinates of mine."

Scorpion was floating on air: "Not at all, not at all, it's mainly just that the idiot is too stupid."

Shen Qi smiled gently on the surface, but inwardly sneered: "You really dare to say that! I'm afraid you don't even know who you've provoked, actually daring to speak about my, Shen Qi's, Master like that in front of me. If it weren't for the Master's orders, I would have twisted your head off to use as a ball to kick long ago!"

Shen Qi said: "Then how many people does little brother need for protection?"

Scorpion pondered: "Not too many, finding four or five Martial Artists should be enough. It would be best if they were Fifth Grade Martial Artists."

"What kind of person could actually make five Fifth Grade Martial Artists set out?"

Shen Qi asked curiously, "This person is so formidable; I really want to see them with my own eyes."

The Scorpion said indignantly, "I have to admit that much, that person is indeed formidable. My five brothers were killed by him with a single punch."

Shen Qi said in surprise, "That formidable?! Then I really must take a look."

Shen Qi said, "How about this, I will personally take some men and go with you, brother."

"No, no, no, I wouldn't dare trouble Seventh Master! I can just take a few men myself." The Scorpion hurriedly refused; he felt Shen Qi was too enthusiastic, and a flash of vigilance crossed his eyes.

Shen Qi said calmly, "You do business so openly, brother, I admire that. I was thinking of making friends with you, and besides, I really do want to see the person you mentioned."

Upon hearing that Shen Qi wanted to make friends with him, Scorpion instantly ignored Shen Qi's abnormality.

He had been mixing in Shanghai for so many years, and Shen Qi's reputation was resounding.

A long time ago, he had thought about joining the Qibao Association, but he never had a way in.

Now that Shen Qi was taking the initiative to make friends with him, friends were equals.

This made him a bit carried away, feeling that he had always had the ability without realizing it.

Even Seventh Master Shen appreciates me and is willing to lower his status, so I cannot be vague!

"It is my honor to be friends with Seventh Master." Scorpion had long been flattered to the point of losing his bearings, "Then we shall go together this afternoon, Seventh Master. I will let you see my skills then, Seventh Master."

"That would be perfect."

Shen Qi smiled and shook hands with Scorpion, but in his heart, he was thinking.

"Hmph, a fool like you has skills? I'll wait to see you kneeling and begging for mercy when you know the truth!"

Inside the Miaoquan Club.

The battle between Chen Che and Cheng Kexin lasted all morning, with the battlefield moving from the bathroom to the bed, and then to the windowsill.

Chen Che fought with increasing vigor, each time more intense and prolonged than the last. Fortunately, Cheng Kexin had broken through as a Martial Artist, otherwise, she really wouldn't have been able to withstand Chen Che's bombardment.

Finally, amidst Cheng Kexin's tearful pleas for mercy once again, Chen Che ended his offensive.

The two rested for a while and looked at the time; it was already twelve o'clock noon.

After a night and a morning of battle, both of them were ravenous.

The two took a shower together, then changed their clothes and left the club.

They found a roadside stall to grab a simple meal, then Chen Che notified Shen Qi, and the two took a taxi to the World Trade Building.