Lin Jingying certainly heard it, but she pretended not to and started singing with a smile on her face.

“Because of you, I can safely endure every single day…”

“Because of you, I can overcome endless hardships…”

“Our meeting was a sheer coincidence…”

“But it was also destined by fate…”

Lin Jingying sang with deep emotion, and she even glanced toward Li Qianfan.

Li Qianfan shouted an “Oh, crap!” in his heart and hurriedly tried to dodge Lin Jingying’s gaze. But with such limited space, there was no way for him to evade her.

Meanwhile, suspicion was already written all over Liu Ruyan’s face.

“Qianfan, you don’t think Lin Jingying’s song is meant for you, do you?” Liu Ruyan asked.

“Impossible, absolutely impossible!” Li Qianfan denied hastily.

“But she’s staring right at you now.” Liu Ruyan added.

“She’s obviously looking at you.” Li Qianfan argued.

Then, Li Qianfan mouthed to Lin Jingying on the stage, “My wife is sitting right here, so don’t stir things up!”

Lin Jingying’s face broke into a brilliant smile, barely holding back her laughter.

Liu Ruyan also turned her face and looked at Lin Jingying on stage.

Finally, Lin Jingying tore her gaze away from Li Qianfan and focused entirely on her singing.

Three hours slipped by unnoticed, and the grand concert finally came to an end.

Li Qianfan sent a message and called Chen Feng over, saying, “Later, you’ll head back to the hotel with my sister and Sister Lin. Don’t dawdle on the way, got it?”

“Is something happening, Mr. Li?” Chen Feng asked curiously.

“Don’t ask. You’ll understand tomorrow.” Li Qianfan replied.

Chen Feng nodded without asking more questions.

Liu Ruyan lowered her voice and asked, “Qianfan, are you planning to deal with Zhao Changsheng?”

“Absolutely. I already made a bet with Zhao Changsheng: tonight, it’s him or me—one of us won’t make it.” Li Qianfan stated.

“Then I’ll go with you.” Liu Ruyan said.

“No need, you’d better keep an eye on Lin Jingying. What if we fall into Zhao Changsheng’s trap—his trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain? Besides, you know my skills. Unless I run into a Foundation Establishment Realm expert, no one can beat me.” Li Qianfan said confidently.

Liu Ruyan considered this and agreed it made sense, so she nodded and said no more.

Li Qianfan didn’t linger at the grand theater and promptly left.

After stepping out of the theater, Li Qianfan distinctly felt someone secretly watching him.

Li Qianfan wasn’t surprised. He flagged down a taxi and headed toward the outskirts. Half an hour later, he got off in the southern suburbs of Dadong City.

This area was covered with dense woods, and since it was already near the dead of night, the place was eerily quiet, devoid of people.

The environment here was absolutely ideal for disposing of a corpse!

“Come out already. What are you waiting for?” Li Qianfan said.

As soon as Li Qianfan finished speaking, a bald, burly man in a suit stepped out from behind a massive tree that would require several people to encircle.

“You must be Zhao Changsheng’s top henchman?” Li Qianfan asked.

“My name is Chen Han.”

The bald man replied, his piercing eyes locked onto Li Qianfan.

Li Qianfan smiled and asked, “How much is Zhao Changsheng paying you for this loyalty?”

“Boss Zhao once saved my life.” Chen Han said.

“Then I suppose there’s nothing to discuss.” Li Qianfan replied.

“Save your breath. Let’s fight already!”

Chen Han barely finished speaking before charging toward Li Qianfan.

Before even reaching him, a powerful True Qi surged from Chen Han’s body, violently bursting his suit at the seams.

Now bare-chested, Chen Han’s muscular frame was intimidating at first glance.

Most strikingly, Chen Han’s entire body seemed to turn a pale gold, emitting a faint metallic sheen.

“Bang!”

Chen Han punched at Li Qianfan as soon as he got close.

Li Qianfan immediately raised his right hand to block the punch but was sent stumbling several steps back!

Even his right hand began to throb and feel numb!

“A Qi Refining Realm cultivator at the Eighth Level capable of releasing such enormous power?”

Li Qianfan exclaimed, his face full of surprise.

Chen Han’s realm was one level below Li Qianfan’s, at the Eighth Level of Qi Refining Realm, yet his strength surpassed Li Qianfan’s!

This clearly marked Chen Han as a power-type cultivator!

And that punch from Chen Han certainly didn’t feel like one from flesh and bone—it was more like being struck by a massive iron hammer!

Clearly, this was the effect of the cultivation technique Chen Han practiced!

“What cultivation technique are you using?” Li Qianfan asked.

“Vajra.”

Chen Han replied, advancing toward Li Qianfan once again.

Li Qianfan no longer tried to block Chen Han’s punches but instead moved swiftly around Chen Han’s body with extraordinary agility.

Chen Han threw dozens of punches but couldn’t land a single one on Li Qianfan. Yet he remained calm, with no change to the expression on his face.

Such patience made Chen Han an extremely fearsome opponent!

Suddenly, Li Qianfan leaped backward, raising his right hand to point at Chen Han.

A slender beam of red light burst from Li Qianfan’s fingertip, striking Chen Han’s body with a faint “ding” sound.

This technique was none other than Li Qianfan’s carefully honed martial art—Rouge Red Line!

But despite Rouge Red Line hitting Chen Han square in the chest, it failed to deal any damage, leaving only a faint mark behind.

“Good grief…”

Li Qianfan muttered, his brow furrowed tightly.

Rouge Red Line’s attack power rivaled that of a bullet fired from a small firearm, yet it couldn’t injure Chen Han. The sheer toughness of Chen Han’s defenses was beyond imagination!

“This place will be your grave!” Chen Han declared.

“Don’t be so cocky, or you’ll regret it later.” Li Qianfan responded.

“You can’t break through my defenses. You might hit me a hundred times, but I only need to hit you once.” Chen Han said coldly.

“Is that so?”

A cryptic smile crept across Li Qianfan’s face, and his eyes suddenly underwent a strange transformation.

Li Qianfan’s eyes seemed to contain swirling vortexes—his left eye spun counterclockwise, while his right eye rotated clockwise.

At the same moment, Li Qianfan charged straight at Chen Han.

Chen Han immediately moved to intercept him, raising his fist high to deliver a lethal blow.

But just then, another faint “ding” sound rang out on Chen Han’s chest!

Looking down, Chen Han noticed faint cracks beginning to form on the left side of his chest!

Chen Han was utterly confused—Li Qianfan was right in front of him, yet his attacks hadn’t landed on Chen Han’s chest.

If that was the case, why had his chest suddenly sustained damage?

Before he could figure it out, another “ding” sounded from his chest.