Mr. Hu went speechless and subconsciously agreed with Ling Qingyu's words. His group of gangs was filled with factional fights and power struggles.
"I gotta go if you don't mind, Mr. Hu." Ling Qingyu smiled and walked past him. "So, please excuse me."
Xiao Yue stuck with her, preparing for any moves should Mr. Hu take. Ling Qingyu was confident there wasn't going to be any problem in this place.
Once the old man made a move, he was doomed. Although for his son, he desired vengeance it hadn't consumed his rationality.
"Ms. Ling should know, that accidents happen every day. Don't think the thunder will never strike the same place?" Mr. Hu said.
"I'll take care of my own business. I trust my own security team and my luck." Ling Qingyu slowed down but kept walking.
"What about your employees then, Ms. Ling? Can you take care of them on a daily basis?"
Ling Qingyu stopped her steps, her back against the man, while Xiao Yue stood beside her with her eyebrows twitching.
Although Ling Qingyu appeared soft and gentle, under skin exuded a strong steel-like mindset that refused to budge an inch to the aggressor. Don't look at Ling Qingyu losing in front of them and giving up.
That was because they were familiar and as close as sisters. If she made up her mind, no one could sway her goal.
"Sir, is this considered a threat? Am I hearing everything correctly?" Ling Qingyu sneered and turned her head a little to the side.
The man chuckled and fixed his collar. "No, Ms. Ling. I'm giving you some advice so that you can think more deeply about the consequences."
Ling Qingyu laughed coldly and said slowly. "Mr. Hu, you've got my attention. Congratulations! From now on, my eyes are going to be on you."
"Same here. Vice versa, just the way we work in a business." Mr. Hu turned around and smiled.
"So, you want to play a game with me, huh?" Ling Qingyu rotated her body to the side.
"Of course, not after you cross me, you think you can get out of Province N in one piece; a metaphor by the way." The man stepped closer, his every pace increasing his momentum.
Xiao Yue wanted to slap her forehead and pray for the old man. One had to remember with only Tang Ziyi and her existence, Ling Qingyu thwarted the entire gang into chaos.
Now that Ling Qingyu had more professionally trained special guards, who also could act like law enforcement, she was already bullying Mr. Hu.
Nonetheless, the rascals had their ways. Mr. Hu's threat worked. Looking out for every staff inside her company seemed daunting and if not for his reminder, Ling Qingyu felt her action might be too late before she realized her weakness.
"I must say—thank you for reminding me. If Mister hasn't said anything, I might never know my weak spot." Ling Qingyu remained unfazed, releasing her aura and colliding with the gang leader like a queen on a high throne.
Mr. Hu smiled at Ling Qingyu's reply. He didn't think he was doing something advantageous for his enemy. Only through psychological pressure, Ling Qingyu would make mistakes and boom—it was his moment to move.
"After all, in front of the ladies, I've to be a gentleman."
"A man?" Ling Qingyu snickered. "You're not worth calling yourself a man. A scum wasting our precious soil; animals should be better than you. If it weren't for the public occasion, you ain't going to be talking like this to me."
"Same to you as well, Miss. You gotta thank Shen family; otherwise, we might be talking privately in a cellar." Mr. Hu replied.
Neither said more but their brains worked at the same frequency. Athena cooperating with her guards and the police solved everything.
"I say, Sister Ling, stop calling me little, and are you sure you even have other strategists other than me."
"Thank you, Shortie Yue."
"...Ah!... Ling Qingyu...F**k you."
....
Ling Qingyu and Xiao Yue returned to their seats, before the main event began—the auction.
Xiao Yue sat beside Tang Ziyi and whispered what happened after they came from the toilet. Obviously, Tang Ziyi wrinkled her brows and tapped the table rhythmically with her index finger.
"I guess, we aren't going to be free in the following days." Tang Ziyi said.
Xiao Yue nodded. "Exactly. But it's great that we are free from boredom."
Tang Ziyi was nonchalant to Xiao Yue's words. "It seems we must upgrade and intensify the training of our guards. They are already good but I want the best out of them."
Xiao Yue's corner of the mouth twitched. She prayed for the poor souls who would be tortured in the next days and swore it wasn't her fault.
Every Ling Qingyu's guard felt chills deep in their spines. Somehow, the premonition that they were going to suffer came into their mind. Everyone kicked away the weirdness and concentrated on their current task.
Apart from Tang Ziyi and Xiao Yue, no one knew what happened when Ling Qingyu went out. She didn't want to create an extra burden on her confidantes.
Knowing more would only be detrimental to them. As for talking to Yang Qingyue, please, she didn't have to add more restraint unless necessary.
Since she meant life and death, there would only be one victorious and the result should likely end in killing Mr. Hu and his family. If Yang Qingyue knew her plan, she would immediately prevent her actions.
Ling Qingyu intended to cut off the roots, not even leaving weeds. It was for the better, for the people of Province N. If she sent those guys to jail, they would merely prosper inside the prison.
Who knew whether they could make a comeback? Only foolish people would rely on justice system in regards to those gangs.
No need to look far—wasn't her previous world, in Mexico, the cartel never waned or got extinguished. It was the justice system, which fed them advantages instead. Only brutal bloodshed could solved the deep root problem.
Soon, the host came up on the stage and a group of beautiful girls, wearing traditional red cheongsam brought up various packages hidden underneath the cloaks on the table and stepped behind with smiles and alluring eyes.
While many were breathing unstable, awaiting for the items to be unfolded, Ling Qingyu leaned on her palm, eyes moving up and down, scanning the girls' body.
She sighed in regret. Although not to her standard, they were pretty in their own way. Anyway, it was better than a group of men posing.
"Hmph!"
Ling Qingyu straighted her waist and sat properly, coughing to show seriousness. No need to find who humphed, except for her petty Yang Qingyue.
Why couldn't she even feast over the eye candies? Ling Qingyu smiled appropriately at Yang Qingyue.