"Oh, oh... hurry up! You're crushing me!"

The underling who was thrown out quickly scrambled up. Feng Ping was disheveled, covered in dust from head to toe, lying on the ground unable to get up for a long while.

Song Xiaodong let out a cold laugh, while Chu Xianling and Sun Yiyi watched excitedly. Chu Xianling couldn't help shouting, "Good hit!"

"Who said that?" Feng Ping got up in a huff, spotting Chu Xianling whom she'd seen yesterday.

"I said it, what's up?" Chu Xianling taunted Feng Ping, hands on hips, tilting her head and nodding smugly.

"I'll scratch you, you little punk!" Feng Ping, hair in disarray, charged towards Chu Xianling.

"Just right, you teach her a lesson, it's inconvenient for me to do so." Song Xiaodong said to Chu Xianling.

"Alright!"

Feng Ping picked up her bag ready to hit Chu Xianling, but Chu Xianling didn't rush to fight back, her agile figure dodging back and forth, leaving Feng Ping panting, unable to even touch Chu Xianling.

"You start cussing and bring people to ambush us, today I'm going to teach you a lesson." Chu Xianling got tired of playing, decided to strike proactively, dodged another swing attack from Feng Ping, then quickly retaliated, landing another hefty slap to Feng Ping on the very spot where Song Xiaodong had earlier hit her with someone else's arm.

Feng Ping spun around, stumbled, and sat on the ground.

Meanwhile, Song Xiaodong, wielding a wooden stick, easily gave those punks a big lump on their heads, all of them fell to the ground holding their heads, grimacing in pain. Song Xiaodong was satisfied, tossed the stick aside, and walked over to Feng Ping sitting on the ground.

"You're a woman, I won't do anything to you. This debt will be added to your uncle's tab. Poor him."

"Let's go." Song Xiaodong pulled Chu Xianling and Sun Yiyi along, leaving Feng Ping glaring fiercely at their backs, behind her lay a group of groaning underlings.

"Xiaodong, stop causing trouble, let's go back to Minghe quickly." Back at their quarters, Sun Yiyi said to Song Xiaodong.

"How could that be? There's food and drink in Quanzhou, why are you in such a hurry? If you're anxious, have Xianling take you back first." Song Xiaodong said to Sun Yiyi.

"I...don't want to go back." Chu Xianling said, blushing.

"Oh, you're worried Song Xiaodong might sneak off to eat? Don't worry, Xu Duoduo already left for the sea, Teacher Wang is far away in Beijing, Xiaodong shouldn't have anyone special in Quanzhou, right?" Sun Yiyi laughed and asked Song Xiaodong.

"Not necessarily, though!" Song Xiaodong said to Sun Yiyi with a mischievous grin.

"Xiaodong, did Xu Duoduo really go to sea?" Chu Xianling asked Song Xiaodong.

"How would I know? But she doesn't seem to be lying, you all saw, Xu Duoduo is incredible at sea—not sure how many times she's saved us. Without Xu Duoduo, we would've ended up at the sea bottom. So I'm certain she's a Dan Person; only a Dan Person would have such proficient sailing skills." Song Xiaodong said.

"Xiaodong, we better hurry back, don't let Sis, Sijie, Qingqing and Xuanxuan worry." Chu Xianling chimed in.

"Okay, got it, let's go the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow I need to stir up something with Old Feng."

"Alright, take it easy stirring things up, don't accidentally get yourself detained again. We don't want to wait for you here." Chu Xianling glared at Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong looked at Sun Yiyi's bandaged back, suddenly had an idea.

Early the next morning, Song Xiaodong got up early and called Dragon Six: "You go get some bandages, yes, preferably the kind for making casts."

"What are you up to this early in the morning?" Chu Xianling was woken up by Song Xiaodong, grumpily asked.

"Planning something, what else? You coming or not, it's a good show." Song Xiaodong asked Chu Xianling.

"No, I want to go to the seaside with Yiyi." Chu Xianling sleepily mumbled from bed.

"It's almost winter, what are you going to the seaside for?" Song Xiaodong asked.

"Picking up shells."

"Really? Pick some nice ones, don't bring back oyster shells people tossed after eating." Song Xiaodong teased.

"Get lost!"

Brother Hai spent money to have Boss Feng's new glass door installed; feeling embarrassed, he didn't show up himself and sent a few underlings, while Boss Feng stayed upstairs.

Song Xiaodong brought along Dragon Six and ten Dragon Gate Warriors, all squeezed into one car, Song Xiaodong was wrapped head to toe with bandages, helped down by Dragon Six, standing at the door, waited patiently for workers to finish installing the glass.

Song Xiaodong wrapped in bandages head to toe, Dragon Six stood by feeling a bit awkward, while the ten Dragon Gate Warriors still looked grim, followed behind with expressionless faces, carrying a stretcher.

When the workers finally finished installing the glass door, after they left, Song Xiaodong raised his leg and kicked the glass door, shattering it.

The kick didn't match the image of an injured person at all.

"Ah——" the women eating breakfast in the hotel lobby shrieked loudly, Song Xiaodong felt like his head would implode from the noise; after kicking, he pretended to be injured again, staggering, supported by Dragon Six, onto the stretcher.

Hearing cries outside and sound of glass breaking, Zhang Meng and Zhang Yong rushed downstairs from the second floor, seeing Dragon Six and a Dragon Gate Warrior carrying a stretcher inside, on which lay a mummy wrapped in bandages, with only a pair of eyes visible.