Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 162 - 0160 Initiates Provocation

Chapter 162: 0160 Initiates Provocation

Cui Zisong woke up the next day, finding a pale, delicate body lying next to him, holding him tightly and sleeping soundly.

Up close to this face, Cui Zisong couldn’t help but feel disgusted. He couldn’t believe he had slept with someone like her while drunk.

He pulled the woman’s arm away and started dressing. The night had been too wild, his body was covered with scratches from the woman in front of him.

Not bothering with the woman who slept like a log, Cui Zisong made a phone call to Wang Kun.

Soon after, he arrived at Wang Kun’s room.

"How was it, did you enjoy last night?" Wang Kun teased.

Cui Zisong smiled and said, "Let’s not talk about that. Let’s discuss that man. I’m free today, I’ll help you take care of him."

With his skills, it was difficult for ordinary people to get close to him; he didn’t think it would be hard.

Wang Kun picked up a photo from the table and handed it to Cui Zisong, saying, "It’s him, the one who made me lose face twice."

Cui Zisong casually glanced at it, then suddenly, his expression stiffened, and he exclaimed in surprise, "It’s him?"

The person in the photo was none other than Ye Qiu!

Seeing Cui Zisong’s strong reaction, Wang Kun also expressed surprise, "You know him?"

Cui Zisong’s expression darkened. It was more than just knowing him. The man in the photo had completely undermined his dignity at Jingdu University, and people still made jokes about that incident, stabbing him in the back. He had long harbored a deep hatred for Ye Qiu.

"Do you have a grudge against this man?" Wang Kun was quite curious about Cui Zisong’s expression. Knowing that Cui Zisong despised evil even more than him, and since he had been provoked, it was unlike Cui Zisong not to have severely beaten the other party! But what Wang Kun didn’t realize was that it was actually Ye Qiu who had easily beaten Cui Zisong at that time.

"This guy..." Cui Zisong clenched the photo in his fist, crumpling it, his face grim and cold, he said lightly, "Leave him to me, I just need to settle some old scores with him."

Wang Kun acknowledged with an "Oh," "Good, I’ll wait for your good news."

Longjia Group, conference room.

Shen Mengchen’s proposed resolution was met with opposition from half the room, catching her off guard.

Some of the attendees, who were originally on the same big ship as her, had suddenly jumped onto Wang Jianguo’s ship.

This was something Shen Mengchen couldn’t understand.

Wang Jianguo sat across her, displaying a smug look, as if he had anticipated this outcome, particularly when he saw Shen Mengchen’s panicked face, he revealed a victorious smile.

Although Shen Mengchen had pulled some shareholders of the company onto her ship, Wang Jianguo, as the company’s second largest shareholder, was not going to sit back and do nothing. As soon as Shen Mengchen wanted to take complete control of Longjia, he had begun to scheme secretly.

The position of chairman should be his, not left in the hands of a young girl, this was Wang Jianguo’s heartfelt sentiment, and only after Shen Tianlong’s death did he reveal his ambition to everyone.

Now at Longjia Group, both the upper and lower echelons knew that two big shots were contending for power. While Shen Tianlong was alive, even if Wang Jianguo had ambitions, he always kept them hidden. However, after Shen Tianlong’s death, Wang Jianguo truly began to show his fangs, vying for power with Shen Mengchen.

Facing such a cunning and experienced figure, Shen Mengchen couldn’t be as composed as her father had been. Even though she was decisive and resolute, after Wang Jianguo’s maneuverings, Shen Mengchen’s control over Longjia seemed to be slightly slipping.

Moreover, some began to deliberately slow down the execution of Shen Mengchen’s orders or created troubles, causing constant changes to her decisions.

At the end of the meeting, Shen Mengchen did not achieve her goal, but instead, Wang Jianguo gained the upper hand.

The butler Liu spoke from the side, "Some of the old shareholders in the company are fickle, switching sides. Today, they stepped forward, probably because Wang Jianguo offered them quite the incentives."

Shen Mengchen didn’t respond. She had anticipated such an outcome, but hadn’t expected it to happen so quickly. Indeed, with her father gone, the restless folks began to stir.

"Uncle Liu, I’m fine, Longjia is my father’s last wish, I won’t hand it over to anyone, I will find a way to deal with this myself." Shen Mengchen ended up reassuring the butler, her mind already figuring out how to break the current predicament.

The moon was like a hook, and the stars were scattered like frost.

A sliver of moonlight fell on a face through the window.

Inside the Goddess Villa, Ye Qiu sat cross-legged in the hall, meditating and regulating his breath.

Ever since he had consumed that large bowl of medicinal soup, Ye Qiu’s True Qi had started to increase continuously, and his Dantian was now filled with a misty haze.

With a thought, Ye Qiu released some True Qi from his body, which formed a large Sword of True Qi in his hand. With a slight flick, the Sword of True Qi swept out a wave of Sword Qi, cutting a vase in front of him into two halves.

Ye Qiu’s body suddenly lunged forward, catching the two halves of the vase in his hands instead of letting them smash on the floor. He exhaled softly, relieved that if they had fallen, they might have awoken the sleeping Niu Yinyin.

After repeatedly changing the shape of his True Qi, Ye Qiu began to practice the set of boxing techniques he had devised.

Transforming his body into an eagle, his hands like sharp claws, Ye Qiu maneuvered through the air as if he were a mighty eagle striking the vast sky.

Suddenly, his shape changed, his body flexibly bending, his hands turning into fangs, striking out as swift as lightning, like a giant python devouring everything.

The movements of the eagle and snake were fully embodied by Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu slowly refined the set of boxing techniques he had developed, simplifying from complexity, and condensing the moves to the point where a casual strike could easily take a life.

He practiced from night until dawn.

...

Early morning, inside the campus of Zhongshan University.

Dressed in black, Cui Zisong entered Zhongshan University and inquired about the martial arts club before heading straight there.

Cui Zisong also casually inquired about everything regarding Ye Qiu, but there wasn’t much to dig up, only that Ye Qiu was close to Shen Mengchen, who had recently seldom appeared at the school, consequently decreasing Ye Qiu’s own appearances as well.

Cui Zisong was aware of Shen Mengchen’s identity, currently the chairman of the Longjia Group. The fact that Ye Qiu had a close relationship with the beautiful and wealthy Shen Mengchen only added to Cui’s envy and resentment, wondering why Ye Qiu should be involved with such a woman so ambiguously.

"Ye Qiu, I will definitely make you taste the feeling of being despised and mocked." Now a transformed man under Fujikawa Ueno, Cui Zisong had greatly advanced his strength. Even though he knew that Ye Qiu was not weak, he was still filled with intense confidence. This time, he was determined to defeat and profoundly humiliate Ye Qiu.

When Cui Zisong arrived at the martial arts club, he saw many members practicing.

"May I ask whom you’re looking for?"

"Ye Qiu! Get him out here!"

The martial arts club member directly said, "Ye Qiu is not here, please leave, only our martial arts club members can stay here."

"What if I don’t leave?" Cui Zisong sneered, revealing a hint of malice.

"Please leave."

"What if I refuse to leave?" Cui Zisong said arrogantly, angering the martial arts club member who was about to chase Cui Zisong out, but before he could say much, he felt his body lighten and was suddenly lifted up by Cui Zisong.

With a throwing motion, Cui Zisong then slammed the martial arts club member onto the ground.

"I really want to see the strength of Zhongshan University’s martial arts club members," Cui Zisong muttered to himself as countless eyes shot towards him.

He had come today to provoke; otherwise, how could he possibly encounter that detestable guy so