Qin Xiao's heart sank suddenly, and a chill instantly spread throughout his body.
The Leng family!
One of the eight great families in the capital, a force that truly controls the military!
Leng Nan, the pride of the Leng family, is a woman rumored to have an icy and aloof personality, destined to wield military power in the future!
This woman is ruthless and decisive, practically a tailor-made asset for Ye Chen's so-called "return of the king of soldiers"! Once Ye Chen climbs onto the Leng family's coattails and gains the military's support, what chance will Qin Xiao have?
Qin Xiao's eyes instantly turned sharp as knives.
"The Leng family..."
He repeated the sentence in a low voice, and deep in his mind, some long-faded fragments of memories belonging to the original owner "Qin Xiao" were forcibly awakened.
A fleeting shadow of a little girl with a high ponytail, wearing a clean little military uniform, but with stubborn and aloof eyes.
Leng Nan seemed to be one of the very few playmates the original owner could talk to during childhood, and could even be considered... a childhood sweetheart?
However, they later went into different circles and no longer had any contact.
"So many years have passed, what has she become now...?"
Qin Xiao muttered to himself, his tone carrying a complex emotion he himself was unaware of.
Mo Meigui chimed in, her voice flat and even.
"She was very beautiful, with a cold demeanor, like an ice cube. That day she came over without saying a word, she just wanted to find you. I tried to stop her, and she just attacked me directly, her moves were ruthless, like something out of the military."
Qin Xiao's fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on the cold metal tabletop, his eyes flashing rapidly.
Are they enemies or friends?
It's probably more likely that they're the enemy, since Ye Chen has already gotten there first.
But no matter what, we absolutely cannot let Ye Chen take over the Leng family, this crucial connection, so easily!
He made a decisive move, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.
"Mo Rose, inform the old housekeeper to prepare a generous gift immediately, one that is substantial enough."
Half an hour later, a black sedan with an unassuming appearance but a high level of bulletproof protection smoothly drove into the heavily guarded Leng family compound, which resembled a military fortress.
As soon as the car came to a slow stop at the grand gate, Qin Xiao's sharp eyes swept across the area like radar, instantly locking onto an inconspicuous corner under the compound wall.
There was a row of uniformly styled, imposing military vehicles parked there, their green paint gleaming with a cold, hard sheen in the sunlight.
However, right next to this row of steel behemoths, there was a small electric scooter that looked extremely out of place... with its paint peeling and a tattered plastic basket strapped to the back seat.
That familiar style, that cheap quality that seemed out of place with its surroundings—who else could it be but Ye Chen, the chosen one with an inherent air of poverty?
A cold, mocking smile curved Qin Xiao's lips. Perfect timing.
Without making a sound, he took out a small, exquisite triangular nail from his pocket, which gleamed with a cold metallic light. It was a little gadget he had casually made while "studying" it.
With a seemingly casual flick of his finger, the triangular nail seemed to come alive, silently slicing through the air with a barely audible "plop" sound, and precisely embedding itself in the weakest spot of the obstructive electric scooter's rear tire.
Well, accepting a small gift first is a basic courtesy of a qualified villain.
After doing all this, Qin Xiao slowly straightened his meticulously tailored collar, his face regaining its calm and even slightly gentle smile. With the upright and indifferent Mo Meigui by his side, he calmly walked towards the two heavy, ornate iron gates of the Leng family's residence, which were large enough for tanks to drive through.
...
The moment Qin Xiao stepped into the Leng family's reception room, it felt as if he were in a small military command center.
The room was filled with soldiers, their postures upright and their demeanor solemn.
From the sprightly old men and women to their sons with gleaming epaulets, three of whom were genuine generals, their epaulets shone brightly with the stars of generals.
Lieutenant generals and major generals make up half of the ranks, their revolutionary heritage so profound it's almost suffocating.
This is no ordinary aristocratic family; it's a microcosm of half of China's military.
In the center of the reception room, a burly man with a resolute face was having a pleasant conversation with Ye Chen. Between words, they frequently used professional terms such as "special operations" and "decapitation strike."
Qin Xiao recognized him at a glance; this person must be Leng Nan's older brother, Leng Feng, the equally renowned King of Soldiers in the novel.
The Leng family is indeed Ye Chen's perfect home ground.
My coming here is tantamount to going to a meeting alone, or forcing my way into a dragon's den or a tiger's lair.
But things have come to this point, the arrow is on the bowstring, and there's no turning back.
Qin Xiao wore his signature smile, seemingly oblivious to the scrutinizing, even hostile, gazes around him.
He walked steadily toward the center of the crowd, his loud voice breaking the slightly somber atmosphere in the reception room.
"Oh my, how lively! I heard that the Leng family's son-in-law has arrived today. I, Qin, have come uninvited to offer my congratulations. Congratulations!"
Qin Xiao emphasized the words "son-in-law" and looked at Ye Chen, who was standing in the center of the crowd, with great interest.
Ye Chen's previously relaxed expression instantly froze, feeling as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly, and anger surged into his heart.
He never expected that Qin Xiao would appear here.
Didn't Mo Meigui confidently say that Qin Xiao was seriously injured and bedridden?
That bitch, I'll have to interrogate her properly later.
Ye Chen cursed inwardly, glaring at Qin Xiao with a sinister look, wishing he could pounce on him and tear him to pieces immediately.
Qin Xiao seemed oblivious to Ye Chen's fiery gaze. His eyes swept across the crowd, precisely catching sight of a cold and aloof figure in a corner.
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