"I don't know where the secret base of the Dan People at sea is located." Song Xiaodong shook his head and said.

The Dragon Gate Holy Land has been overseas for many years, and no one has ever discovered it. The sea is mysterious and unpredictable; who knows how many undiscovered places are out there?

Song Xiaodong, Sun Yiyi, and Chu Xianling also planned to leave and return to the hotel. The place they were staying wasn't far from where they had dinner with Xu Duoduo, so the three walked back, reaching a relatively dark area. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Song Xiaodong clearly saw a group of people hiding in the darkness, waiting to ambush them.

Sun Yiyi and Chu Xianling also noticed. Sun Yiyi quickly moved aside to avoid getting hurt again.

"So many people?" Chu Xianling raised an eyebrow and whispered to Song Xiaodong.

"Xianling, protect Yiyi." Song Xiaodong said.

"Got it!" Chu Xianling grabbed Sun Yiyi's hand and hid to the side.

Song Xiaodong observed the surrounding area. The street lamps on the empty road were broken, not knowing if it was long this way or deliberately broken today for the ambush. There were several large trash bins by the roadside, with people hiding in the gaps, and many others hiding in the dark park trees in the distance.

Song Xiaodong was not afraid and continued to stride forward, pretending not to see the people hiding behind the trash bins in the middle. He continued forward, with two unluckies following him from behind, pulling out wooden sticks to hit Song Xiaodong's head.

Song Xiaodong had long known every move behind him and saw these two were ready to strike. He turned around, reached out and grabbed the two wooden sticks, kicked one person flying, and pushed the other onto the ground.

"Sneaky." Song Xiaodong half-smiled, turning his head as the people hiding behind the park trees quickly ran over among the footstep sounds, surrounding Song Xiaodong in an instant.

"Humph, which heartless person sent you to get beaten up?" Song Xiaodong glanced around, smiling lightly at the group.

"It's me!" A woman's voice sounded; Song Xiaodong instantly recognized it was Feng Ping, the manager from yesterday.

Apparently, she couldn't swallow yesterday's humiliation, so today she found people to deal with Song Xiaodong to regain some face.

"Humph, yesterday, seeing your apology, I didn't mind. But today, you come knocking on my door yourself—bad luck." Song Xiaodong looked at Feng Ping, nodding vigorously.

"Mr. Song, no one dares to mess with me, Feng Ping, on Jianshe Road in Quanzhou. I haven't apologized to anyone in twenty years." Feng Ping also half-smiled.

Seems Feng Ping hasn't met any formidable characters in her days.

"Your Uncle Feng sees me and doesn't have any temper. Yet, you, a junior, are quite arrogant." Song Xiaodong tilted his head, squinting his eyes, folding his arms, looking at Feng Ping gradually approaching from the park trees.

"My uncle is old and doesn't want to fuss over these things with you; don't flatter yourself too much." Feng Ping came before Song Xiaodong.

"Coincidentally, I haven't hit a woman in twenty years either." As Song Xiaodong finished speaking, his hand struck like lightning, twisting the arm of a nearby henchman, accompanied by a crisp dislocation sound; the person screamed miserably as his elbow was dislocated. Song Xiaodong used the now powerless arm of this man to slap Feng Ping's face hard.

Feng Ping spun around with her hair wildly swinging in the air and almost fell to the ground, retreating several steps. The henchman with the dislocated arm clutched his seemingly broken, pendulum-like swinging arm and retreated continually.

"You hit me?" Feng Ping turned around, clutching her reddened cheek, her fake eyelashes knocked off and face powder dropping, turning to look at Song Xiaodong incredulously.

"I don't hit women, much less you, fearing your wrinkled face would rub powder all over my hands. He hit you." Song Xiaodong turned to gaze at the henchman with the dislocated arm.

"Kill him for me!" Feng Ping screamed hysterically at everyone.

"Have you really considered it? Have you thought about the consequences?" Song Xiaodong's intensity spread without anger, his eagle-like eyes surveying everyone, sending shivers down their spines, making them hold their wooden sticks and hesitate.

"Hit him already, he's just alone, what are you afraid of, you bunch of cowards!" Feng Ping couldn't help but scold.

"Go!" One person steeled himself, raising a stick and aiming for Song Xiaodong's face. Song Xiaodong sidestepped, stepping on the person's foot, a scream erupted as his shoe was flattened. Upon releasing his foot, the person lost all fighting ability, hopping on one foot like a fighting cock, eventually tripping over a rock and falling.

Seeing the person about to fall, Song Xiaodong quickly reached out, snatching his stick and wielding it fiercely, intimidating the henchmen to withdraw their heads.

Another fearless person raised a stick to strike, Song Xiaodong suddenly crouched, hugging the man's thigh and lifted him up, spotting Feng Ping amusedly observing from a few steps away, aimed and hurled the man at Feng Ping. Unprepared, Feng Ping was struck by the descending big man, ending up with limbs akimbo, the big man landing on her stomach.