Chapter 208 — The Eldest Miss Brings a Man Home?

"The suspect in the car — Black Panther was the only one in it?" Wei Zhao frowned. If Black Panther were really that formidable, then that day he wouldn't have been beaten so badly he was on the ground hunting for his own teeth.

"Only him! Wei Zhao, I know what you're going to say, but I can tell you with certainty that Black Panther did all of this alone." Qiu Lingshan said, "I don't know whether you have any grasp of how strength is graded in the jianghu, but Old Zhang on the force is a genuine expert, a man retired out of the special forces. When we escort suspects he usually rides along, and this time was no exception. He crossed hands with Black Panther, and Black Panther is a whole tier above him! As for Old Zhang's word, I trust it."

"Strength grades in the jianghu? I've heard a little from Brother Jun." Bizarre as the whole business seemed to Wei Zhao, Qiu Lingshan was so insistent that there had to be something strange in it that no one had yet noticed. "Heaven, Earth, Mystic, Yellow — an expert of the Yellow rank is already good enough to run roughshod over the whole city."

"Exactly. Old Zhang is early Yellow rank. He's no match for me, but against ordinary people he's more than enough!" Qiu Lingshan said, "By his judgment, Black Panther must have reached the peak of the late Yellow rank. Otherwise Old Zhang could never have failed to block even a single move."

"The peak of the late Yellow rank?" Wei Zhao clicked his tongue in disbelief. Had he heard wrong? That weakling of a man had become an expert at the peak of the late Yellow rank? What kind of international joke was this?

"Either he was hiding his strength from the very beginning, or he used some method we know nothing about to instantly boost himself to the peak of the late Yellow rank!" Qiu Lingshan explained.

"The second is more likely." Wei Zhao thought for a moment. "If it were the first, there'd have been no need for him to wait until he was caught before making his run. Back when I was beating him, he could have finished me off and fled before any of you showed up."

Wei Zhao was, of course, exaggerating a little. An expert at the peak of the late Yellow rank would not have found it so easy to finish him off. And though this ranking was a fairly common way of dividing up strength, depending on what each fighter had trained in, two men of the same rank could be worlds apart once they truly crossed hands.

"Right, that's what we think too!" Qiu Lingshan said, "The news hasn't got out yet, but the reason I'm calling is to warn you. You're the one who sent Black Panther in, and I'm afraid he'll come after you for revenge. Where do you live? Shall I have some officers keep watch nearby?"

"No need. If he comes looking for me, I'll send him back to you myself." Wei Zhao spoke lightly. The peak of the late Yellow rank, was it... Heh. Best you come find me; it saves me the trouble of coming to find you.

"Wei Zhao, I am not joking with you. I don't know whether you understand what the peak of the late Yellow rank means." Qiu Lingshan was rather irritated by his attitude. She had warned him out of kindness, and he behaved as if he couldn't care less. This man — how could he be so flippant? How could he possibly be a friend of Captain Yang's?

"I know. He's a bit stronger than you, that's all, isn't it? Don't worry, I'm a bit stronger than you too, so nothing's going to happen." Wei Zhao said, perfectly serious.

"..." Qiu Lingshan was at a loss for words. "Suit yourself! I've given you fair warning!"

Furious, Qiu Lingshan hung up on the spot. What sort of man was this? She meant well, and he treated her good intentions like a donkey's liver and lungs!

"Heh. Black Panther? A sudden leap in strength? Now that's a little interesting." Wei Zhao murmured to himself as he laid the phone aside. But if the man had grown stronger, so be it. Let him run wherever he liked — as long as he didn't come provoking him.

Before dinner, Shen Yushu tried several times to slip away unnoticed from under Gu Mengyao's watchful eye, but every time she made to sneak off, Gu Mengyao caught her: "Shen Yushu, where do you think you're going?"

"Uh... Sister Yaoyao, I'm going to the bathroom." Shen Yushu said weakly.

"There's one in the room. Why go outside?" Gu Mengyao pointed at the washroom in the room.

"Oh... I forgot. I thought I was still at school!" Shen Yushu rose with a helpless look and headed for the bathroom.

"Hand over your phone." But Gu Mengyao did not let her go.

"Ah... oh." Shen Yushu surrendered her phone again, her last hope thoroughly extinguished. It seemed that tonight she would have no choice but to confess...

Tonight's dinner was not delivered by Uncle Qing, but by an assistant from Gu Pengzhan's company. Uncle Qing had telephoned Gu Mengyao earlier to tell her that he would be accompanying Mr. Gu to another city that evening for a business event, and that the one bringing her meal would be an assistant from the company instead.

Gu Mengyao didn't think much of it. Such things had happened often enough before, and she knew this assistant as well, so she agreed without a second thought.

At six that evening the villa's doorbell rang. Wei Zhao went to answer it, expecting Uncle Qing with dinner, but instead he found a man he did not recognize.

"Who are you looking for?" Wei Zhao did not open the outer iron gate; he asked through the bars.

"Huh?" The man was startled too. He looked up at the house number on the gate. He hadn't come to the wrong place, had he? Wasn't this the eldest miss's home? So why had a man come walking out of it?

Only Gu Pengzhan and Uncle Qing knew that Wei Zhao was living here; no one else at the company had been told. No wonder the assistant was bewildered.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Gu Mengyao's home? I'm looking for her..." The man, now certain he had not come to the wrong place, asked cautiously.

"Oh, you're looking for Yaoyao. What is it about?" Wei Zhao eyed the man with suspicion, but when he saw the lunch box in his hands, he guessed what the man had come for.

Since Uncle Qing had gone with Gu Pengzhan to the neighboring city for a business event, he naturally could not deliver Gu Mengyao's dinner tonight, and sending someone else in his place was only to be expected.

"You're here to deliver the meal?" Wei Zhao asked before the man could speak.

"Ah, yes!" The man nodded, his curiosity about Wei Zhao's identity growing by the moment. Just who was this man who had turned up at the eldest miss's home? And he had addressed the eldest miss with such familiarity, calling her "Yaoyao" outright — he couldn't be the eldest miss's boyfriend, could he? Taking advantage of Mr. Gu's absence to bring him home for a good time, and now he, of all people, had walked right into it!

At the thought, a wave of sorrow washed over the man. He had thought this was his big chance to shine — being sent on the boss's private business meant you were one of the trusted few; others would have killed for the opportunity!

Yet he had to be this unlucky, running smack into the eldest miss's boyfriend. Now that he knew about her little romance, could anything ever go well for him again? The eldest miss would be furious, and a few bad words from her in front of Mr. Gu...

At the thought of a future that had been so bright turning so bleak, another wave of sorrow washed over the man.

Why was he so unlucky?

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