Hua Qiang took Ye Bingxue to a restaurant and treated her to a lavish meal.
After dinner, the two strolled along the bustling street, taking in the beautiful sights as they walked off their food.
That meal had left them a little too full.
Ye Bingxue's head was still spinning, as though she had yet to wake from that shock.
In the blink of an eye, her family had gained two more properties, one of them a standalone luxury villa, as well as another two million in savings.
Although all of it had been awarded to Hua Qiang by the Martial Arts Association, wasn't what belonged to Hua Qiang also hers?
They were family now, and they would be even more of a family in the future!
"Brother, where do you think we should live?"
Ye Bingxue linked her arm through Hua Qiang's, her delicate body leaning against him as she asked cheerfully.
"Bingxue, that depends on what Dad and Mom want. Wherever they want to live, that's where we'll live!"
"But if I had to choose, we should move into the villa."
"It has more space, more rooms, and the security over there is better too!"
Hehehe!
"We thought of the same thing. I want to live in the villa too."
"But the problem is, it's a little far from where Dad and Mom work."
Hua Qiang's eyes rolled, and then he looked at Ye Bingxue.
"Little sis, I have a mission for you. I wonder if you can accomplish it?"
Ye Bingxue looked up at Hua Qiang's serious expression, though a trace of slyness glinted in his eyes.
She asked timidly, "What mission? Let me say this first—I'm not taking it if it's too hard!"
Hehe!
"Other than our family's little fairy, no one else could possibly accomplish this mission!"
"Oh? Is that so? Then let's hear it!"
That one phrase, little fairy, completely won Ye Bingxue over.
She no longer considered whether the mission would be difficult or whether she could complete it.
"Well... I want you to persuade Dad and Mom to stop working at their old jobs."
"We have money now, and we have the ability to support them. It's time to let them enjoy life properly and spend their later years in peace!"
"Alright! I'll take this mission!"
When Ye Bingxue heard that Hua Qiang was talking about this, she immediately brightened up and eagerly accepted the task.
She was a Martial Artist now too, with a fixed monthly income of twenty thousand.
Hua Qiang earned two hundred thousand, and he also worked part-time as a coach at Mei Ting's family martial arts school, earning another hundred thousand a month.
In other words, their combined fixed monthly income was three hundred and twenty thousand.
Their family had a car, a house, and everything else they could need. It was time for the two elders to have a good rest.
The two of them worked hard for an entire month only to earn five thousand combined, which was merely one-sixtieth of Hua Qiang's monthly salary.
Thinking of Hua Qiang's monthly income, Ye Bingxue's heart blossomed with joy.
She was the one keeping all that money, and she was the one handling the expenses.
She had already risen to the position of financial director, responsible for Hua Qiang's incoming and outgoing accounts. As for how the money would be spent, she would have the final say.
She had to establish her place in the family!
Killing intent!
As Hua Qiang walked, he suddenly sensed a flicker of killing intent not far ahead.
He looked up. At the street corner ahead, someone wrapped in black clothing leaned against the wall, their eyes fixed firmly on him.
Someone had targeted him?
Someone wanted to kill him!
Sensing that the other party was a low-level Martial Master, Hua Qiang could not help curling his lip.
If they wanted to kill him, they should at least have sent a somewhat decent assassin.
Who was trying to deal with him? A whirlwind swept through his mind, but he could not think of anyone.
"Little sis, go to that jewelry store ahead and buy Mom a pair of bracelets. While you're at it, buy yourself anything you like too."
Hua Qiang wanted to send Ye Bingxue away so that he could deal with the person who had come looking for trouble.
"Okay!"
Ye Bingxue skipped and hopped toward the jewelry store.
"Shopping—she loved it!"
Mom had worked hard her whole life, scrimping and saving, unwilling to buy even a single piece of jewelry.
Ye Bingxue had long wanted her mother to be like everyone else, draped in gold and silver, living like a woman should. Unfortunately, she had never had the means.
Now that she had over two million on hand, it was time to make a change.
Once Ye Bingxue's figure disappeared through the shop entrance, Hua Qiang headed straight toward the black-clad man.
"Kid, I have to admire your courage. You discovered me, yet you still dare come up here to die!"
"Come here to die?"
Hehe!
Hua Qiang sneered twice. "Who dies at whose hands is still uncertain!"
"You're that sure you can kill me?"
Hahahaha!
The black-clad man could not help bursting into laughter.
"Kid, you're only a low-level Martial Artist, yet you dare spout such grandiose nonsense before someone in the Martial Master Realm. You've got a lot of nerve!"
"For the sake of your being so cooperative, I'll go a little easier on you later and spare you some pain!"
Hua Qiang stopped and sized him up. The man was entirely shrouded in black, even wearing a black mask over his face.
He clicked his tongue. "You rats that can't stand the light—I'm very curious about your professional standards."
"Assassins aren't supposed to hide in the shadows? Yet you appeared before me so openly. Do you think I'm yours to knead as you please, yours to slaughter as you please?"
"Can you tell me who sent you to kill me?"
Hua Qiang knew these people would never reveal information about their employer, but he could not help asking anyway.
The black-clad man sneered. "You're far too naive. Do you think I'd tell you anything about my employer?"
"Forget it. I'm done talking nonsense with you!"
Hua Qiang moved and charged at the assassin.
Wei Xingyun's mouth twitched. Either this man had something wrong with his brain, or his head had been caught in a door on the way out.
Faced with a powerful enemy, not only did Hua Qiang not flee, he even charged forward. Was he sick of living too long?
Wei Xingyun's body flickered as he rushed toward Hua Qiang with ghostlike footwork.
Hua Qiang widened his eyes and stared fixedly at the black-clad man's trajectory. He activated Prediction and locked onto Wei Xingyun's landing point.
The next moment, the black-clad man's movements slowed in Hua Qiang's eyes. His next landing point, as well as the movement after that, appeared clearly in Hua Qiang's mind.
At that moment, a voice sounded in his mind:
You carefully observed Wei Xingyun's "Ghostly Steps" and successfully comprehended the low-level Mysterious Grade movement technique "Shadow Dodge." Current level: Beginner.
Hearing the prompt in his mind, Hua Qiang immediately smiled.
The next instant, Shadow Dodge formed into muscle memory.
Hua Qiang moved, using Shadow Dodge. As though passing through space, he instantly appeared beside Wei Xingyun.
His already-clenched fist slammed viciously into Wei Xingyun's chest.
Wei Xingyun was sent flying backward by Hua Qiang's punch.
His eyes widened so much that his eyeballs nearly fell out.
How was that possible?
How could his opponent have detected his landing point in advance and struck him so accurately?
His Ghostly Steps were what he had relied on to roam the martial world for so many years. The vast majority of his opponents had fallen beneath his movement technique.
"You... how could you possibly hit me?"
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