Chapter 28: Enemies Meet Face-to-Face

  Yi Qingcheng leaned over, her beautiful eyes gazing deeply at Ma Tong as she spoke in a gentle tone: "Actually, it's quite simple. First, you need to establish your self-confidence. Self-confidence is one of the most charming qualities a man can have. If you don't even have confidence in yourself, then how can you win Lan's heart? I think this shouldn't be a problem for you, since you've already embarked on the path of cultivation. Wealth and power are within your grasp, so what reason do you have to lack self-confidence? Second, you need to change your petty and narrow-minded attitude. This might be a bit more challenging for you, but we can work on it slowly. After all, one's temperament is something that requires time to cultivate. I don't know if there's really such a thing as a magical pill that can change someone's temperament in this world, but I do know that I certainly don't have any. Third, and most importantly, you need to be sincere. This is the key to winning Lan's heart, and it's also the only thing you currently possess. As long as you continue to be genuine, that's all you need."

  The carriage was filled with the intoxicating scent emanating from Yiqing Cheng's body. Ma Tong took a deep sniff, then straightened his back and loomed over Yiqing Cheng, demanding, "Maybe what you said makes sense, but I still find it strange. Why are you so bent on helping me pursue Wanqing? Don't give me that ridiculous reason again! Tell me, what's your real motive? Does Wanqing know your true identity?"

  He wasn't worried that their conversation would be overheard by others, because a dark glass partition rose up from the middle of the car, isolating the rear half into an independent space.

  Yi Qiancheng said lightly, "If it were in the past, anyone who dared to speak to me like that would have been thrown out of the car long ago!" Afterwards, her momentum suddenly increased, and a huge invisible pressure squeezed Ma Tong heavily into the seat inside the car. Only then did she say coldly, "You actually dare to suspect that I am plotting against the Ling Group?"

  Ma Tong wanted to use his skills to resist, but was shocked to find that he couldn't even summon a bit of spiritual energy. He knew that his meager cultivation was completely insignificant in front of Yi Qian Cheng, and hastily raised his hands, saying: "I surrender! I surrender! I was just joking with you, big sister!"

  Yi Qian Cheng finally relaxed his demeanor and said calmly, "Now your chances of pursuing Wan Qing have increased by 20% because you have a thick enough face!"

  Ma Tong said with a hint of resentment, "Feel free to say whatever you want. I won't object if you help me pursue Wan Qing, and I'll even be grateful. But if you have the slightest intention of harming Wan Qing or the Ling family, I'll make sure to entangle you in this matter until the end, even if I'm not your match!"

  Yi Qiancheng secretly admired him in her heart, but on the surface she said: "I'll tell you the reason, but not now. You just need to know that I care about Wanqing as much as you do!"

  Ma Tong finally put down his worries and accompanied a smile, saying: "Yi Dajie, you are truly stunning tonight, beautiful to the point of being pitiful, indeed worthy of being a world-class queen!"

  Yi Qiancheng glared at Ma Tong and said, "I've been listening to your nonsense all the way, finally heard a human word!"

  At this time, the voice of the bodyguard in the front row came from the loudspeaker: "Miss Yi, the Ling family has arrived!"

  As soon as Ma Tong got off the car, he was startled by the scene in front of him. Before him stood a huge mansion in Chinese style, with a red carpet leading to the gate. On both sides of the carpet were crowds of people, countless fans waving banners and shouting wildly: "Yi Qingcheng! Yi Qingcheng!" "We love you, Yi Qingcheng!" Among them, many reporters holding cameras and flashing lights were taking pictures of Ma Tong, creating a dazzling display that made his eyes spin.

  Ma Tong came back to his senses, one hand covering the car top and the other making a please gesture towards Yi Qingcheng in the car: "Great star, please, it seems you're really popular, scared me half to death!"

  Yi Qingcheng placed her delicate, boneless right hand in Ma Tong's, her left hand lifting the hem of her long skirt as she stepped down from the car with an elegant posture, standing on the red carpet. Four black-clad bodyguards quickly rushed over, surrounding Yi Qingcheng and Ma Tong in the middle.

  The crowd suddenly erupted in even more frenzied shouting, with some people trying to rush past the armed police's blockade to get closer to their idols.

  Yi Qingcheng smiled and waved at the fans and reporters, while transmitting to Ma Tong: "Your petty bourgeois sentiment is everywhere, in our cultivators' eyes, all of this is just fleeting clouds, what's there to be surprised about?"

  "Since we're all just fleeting clouds, why do you still want to become a star? Exposing yourself under the gaze of the public every day, aren't you afraid that one day the gods will take you away?"

  Ma Tong retorted with a disgruntled expression, but forgot that he didn't possess the skill of transmitting sound. This sentence immediately drew the astonished gazes of the four bodyguards beside him, especially the bald-headed man who had been replaced as Ye's personal bodyguard, who glared at Ma Tong with malice, seemingly saying: "You little brat, how dare you speak to Miss Ye like that?"

  Ma Tong suddenly felt embarrassed and coughed awkwardly, no longer speaking. He took the lead in taking big strides towards the entrance of the mansion.

  Yi Qingcheng smiled secretly in her heart, quietly following behind Ma Tong, and transmitted a voice as if nothing was wrong: "You stinky brat still have a lot to learn, I Yi Qingcheng don't have three cents of courage, how dare I go up to Liangshan? It's you, before learning how to transmit sound secretly, take care of that broken mouth of yours!"

  The horse in front stiffened its body, but had nothing to say. Who let himself speak out of turn and be caught by Yi Qingcheng?

  Just then, a black-haired old man in a black tailcoat came out of the Ling family's mansion, his eyes shining brightly. He greeted warmly: "Miss Yi has arrived! Our young mistress has been waiting for you for a long time!" As he spoke, he glanced at Ma Tong with a puzzled expression and asked: "And who is this?"

  "Master Wang! This is Ma Tong, a friend of Wan Qing's and the one who saved my life!"

  Wang Bo then stretched out his hand and said: "It turns out it's Mr. Ma, I am Wang Shisheng, the steward of the Ling Mansion, nice to meet you!"

  Ma Tong stretched out his hand and shook hands with Wang Bo. As soon as they shook hands, he inexplicably felt that Wang Bo's body was full of vitality, which was not comparable to ordinary old people. He said with a hint of respect: "Hello, Uncle Wang!"

  Wang Bo looked at Ma Tong deeply and said: "Mr. Ma is indeed young and promising, please come in!"

  Just as Matou was about to follow Wang Bo and Yi Qingcheng into the door, another flash of light burst out from the sea of people outside the gate, accompanied by the sound of camera shutters and the excited shouts of reporters: "Tong Sheng! It's Tong Sheng! Quick, take a shot! The heir of the Hong Cheng Group, Tong Sheng, has arrived at Ling Wanqing's birthday party. This is definitely going to be tomorrow's headline!"

  Hong Cheng Group? Tong Sheng! Ma Tong's eyes shot out a fierce and cold glare, stopped in his tracks, turned around to face a handsome man in his thirties who had just gotten out of a red Ferrari California convertible.

  Ten years ago, he and his father were surrounded by a group of thugs hired by the Hongcheng Group. They watched helplessly as a crane forcibly demolished their home. Afterwards, his father had a heart attack due to extreme anger but unfortunately passed away without timely rescue. The scene replayed in Ma Tong's mind like a movie, with flames of hatred rising from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He couldn't take his eyes off the handsome young man, and an uncontrollable desire to kill was born!

  It's really true that when enemies meet, their eyes become especially red!