Lu Yan knew very well that this was a Hong Kong film world, far more fantastical than the real world.
Being targeted for assassination was nothing unusual.
Lu Yan was mentally prepared, but the fact that the target was his woman gave him a slight headache.
He hadn't yet broken through to the Innate Realm. First, he couldn't help his woman open the Ren Du meridian, and second, he couldn't transmit his cultivation to her.
With no other choice, he could only cooperate with Ao Ming. Even though she was an assassin, her abilities were top-notch.
An assassin would understand assassins best.
An assassin as a bodyguard would be even more effective.
After all, the gun techniques in this world of gun gods were incredibly twisted, even capable of making bullets bend.
This was a Hong Kong film world, so there was no need to talk about the laws of physics.
For some people, certain rules were simply inexplicable.
For example, Innate Realm masters like Lu Yan could potentially catch ordinary bullets with bare hands.
At least for now, Lu Yan and Ao Ming weren't enemies, so cooperation was possible.
While Lu Yan wasn't sure what Ao Ming was thinking, he had no reason to refuse if she was willing to cooperate.
Being targeted by a sharpshooter like Ao Ming wasn't a pleasant experience.
As for who had issued the assassination order, Lu Yan had a few suspects in mind. It was likely someone from those gangs.
Lu Yan now had a certain level of strength, but not enough to wipe out all the gangs.
He still needed to accumulate more power in the coming period.
Lu Yan was also willing to believe that Ao Ming didn't know who had hired her to kill him. After all, assassins often only took on tasks, not bothering to ask about their origins.
Since he couldn't figure it out for now, he'd let them take the bait.
Want to kill Song Xiao Hui?
Lu Yan was going to give them a surprise.
The black Mercedes-Benz slowly pulled up to the entrance of Yanlong Auto Repair Shop.
Lu Yan got out first and then opened the door for Ao Ming.
"You're quite the gentleman."
Ao Ming was slightly surprised by Lu Yan's gesture.
"You're my honored guest."
Lu Yan smiled.
"Don't worry, I said we'd cooperate, and we will."
Ao Ming stepped out of the car, her long legs making her look even more striking.
The employees at the shop, seeing their boss bringing another beautiful woman back, were filled with envy.
Lu Yan then led Ao Ming to his office.
Song Xiao Hui was no longer just an assistant but now a secretary. She was actually the general manager, but in her heart, she was just Lu Yan's little secretary.
"Xiao Hui, let me introduce you to a secretary."
Lu Yan walked over to Song Xiao Hui, who was busy working at her desk.
"Yan Ge."
Song Xiao Hui realized what was happening and quickly stood up, calling out happily. Her gaze then fell on Ao Ming, who was standing behind Lu Yan, and she said politely, "Hello, my name is Song Xiao Hui."
"I'm Ao Ming."
Ao Ming stepped forward and extended her hand.
Song Xiao Hui gave a faint smile and lightly shook Ao Ming's hand.
She could tell that Ao Ming was definitely not just a secretary.
Song Xiao Hui knew that Lu Yan wouldn't bring a secretary back without a reason. Something big must have happened.
However, now was clearly not the time to ask. She would ask later tonight.
"Be careful lately."
Lu Yan whispered in Song Xiao Hui's ear and then turned to leave the office.
Song Xiao Hui didn't say anything, but her heart felt warm.
"Miss Ao, please have a seat."
Song Xiao Hui looked at Ao Ming again.
"He's really good to you."
Ao Ming sat down in front of Song Xiao Hui and sighed with a touch of emotion.
"Yes, he's very good to me."
Song Xiao Hui didn't deny it.
"He offered me two hundred million to protect you."
Ao Ming continued.
"What?! Two hundred million?!"
Song Xiao Hui was shocked and stood up.
She knew something was wrong, but she didn't expect it to be so outrageous.
Two hundred million!
Most of the so-called rich people in Hong Kong couldn't even come up with two hundred million in cash.
"But I didn't take his money."
Ao Ming changed the subject.
"Hmm?"
Song Xiao Hui stared at Ao Ming.
"We're not enemies. Please don't worry."
Ao Ming made their relationship clear, saying, "It's best if we live together for the next period of time."
Song Xiao Hui fell silent.
"If something happens to you, Hong Kong won't be safe."
Ao Ming spoke with a heavy heart.
"I'll listen to you."
Song Xiao Hui said seriously.
"No wonder he likes you so much."
Ao Ming smiled slightly, looking captivating, but there was also a hint of envy in her eyes.
She could tell that Song Xiao Hui understood Lu Yan well and wouldn't take advantage of his affection. That was quite rare.
Some women just don't know their own limitations.
It's undeniable that men like beautiful women, but they like women who are sensible even more.
Song Xiao Hui knew her place and wouldn't cause trouble for Lu Yan.
…
Outside the door.
"Yan Ge."
Xin Yi saw Lu Yan come out and immediately got out of the car to greet him, opening the back door.
"Don't be so nervous. We're just going to see Uncle Qiu."
Lu Yan patted Xin Yi on the shoulder and got into the car.
Xin Yi was even more aware of Di Qiu's personality than Lu Yan. He was worried, but worrying wouldn't help. Besides, Cyclone was still in the US for treatment.
Without Cyclone, no one in Kowloon Walled City could control Di Qiu, not even Tiger Ge.
Soon.
The black Mercedes-Benz slowly drove away.
A teahouse not far from Kowloon Walled City.
Inside the VIP room.
Several people were sitting around a dining table, but no food was served, only fragrant tea.
These people were all old, at least fifty years old, and there wasn't a single young person among them.
At the head of the table was a man with a head full of white hair. His face looked relatively young, but he gave off a sickly feeling, clearly in poor health.
This was Di Qiu, the big landlord of Kowloon Walled City.
The old fellows around him were the elders of the Dragon City Gang, the so-called "uncles."
"He's here!"
Di Qiu had just taken a sip of tea when he suddenly raised his head and saw Lu Yan striding in. He was tall and imposing, even though his handsome face gave off a gentle impression.
Di Qiu hadn't seen Lu Yan for a year, and he couldn't believe how much he had changed. No wonder Cyclone valued this young man so much. He had even been willing to lose his own cultivation to help Lu Yan open his Ren Du meridian.
Xin Yi followed closely behind Lu Yan.
There was no one else.
Seeing this, Di Qiu and the others had to admit that Lu Yan was truly brave, with a kind of single-handed courage.
"Uncle Qiu."
Lu Yan stood in front of Di Qiu and respectfully called out to him before sitting down opposite him.
The elders were a little unhappy when they saw this. Lu Yan hadn't even greeted them.
They didn't know that Lu Yan was being polite to Di Qiu out of respect for Cyclone.
He could give Di Qiu no respect, but he had to give Cyclone his due.
Before he cultivated the Nine Yang Divine Skill, it was Cyclone who had helped him open the Ren Du meridian.
Lu Yan wouldn't forget this favor.
It was precisely because he had opened the Ren Du meridian that he was able to make a name for himself in Kowloon Walled City.
He was a man who repaid his debts.
Later, he got the system and obtained the Nine Yang Divine Skill.
Because he had opened the Ren Du meridian, his cultivation of internal martial arts was incredibly efficient. Otherwise, it would have taken him another two years to reach the peak of the Post-Heaven Realm.
"A Yan, is Chen Luo Jun your man?"
Di Qiu had heard Cyclone's assessment of Lu Yan as someone who valued efficiency. This was indeed the case, and without further ado, he got straight to the point.