Hearing that familiar voice, Liu Ma painfully raised his head.
And there before his eyes was none other than Yu Qianxia, his Boss Lady, who should have been expanding the group's business in the Seventh Floating City · Martial Arts Heavenly Capital.
Yu Qianxia leaned sideways against a broken wall, her black suit draped casually over her shoulders like a cape.
Fighter's training wraps were wound around her abdomen and wrists, and she had a toothpick of unknown origin dangling from her mouth. Her underworld aura was turned all the way up.
"Boss Lady, when did you get here?"
Liu Ma tried to brace himself against the wall and stand, but the slightest exertion sent tearing pain through the gaps between his bones. In the end, he could only slump awkwardly against a pile of rubble.
Biting her toothpick, Yu Qianxia smiled. "I got here half an hour ago."
Liu Ma froze, then instinctively tried to say something.
But Yu Qianxia cut him off with a glare.
"Don't ask me why I didn't help you. Not meddling in the affairs of local Association Star Envoys without cause has been a Qianxia Group rule for a hundred years. I'm sure you know that."
"Besides, they never truly intended to make things difficult for you. Otherwise, do you think you'd still be talking to me? You'd have gone down there already to complain with my deadbeat old man about how lousy the signal in hell is—so bad that you can't receive a single message."
Faced with Yu Qianxia's mockery, Liu Ma fell silent.
Seeing him like this, Yu Qianxia immediately strode over on her long legs.
Then, with all the air of an underworld boss, she squatted down, rested her arms on her knees, and openly examined his injuries.
"Not bad, not