Master, What Dao Do You Cultivate?

Chapter 54: Sheep Entering the Tiger’s Mouth (1)

In just a few days, the master and disciple had learned the police techniques through mutual exploration.

Lei Qiuyun had already temporarily stabilized the situation with the elders of the Xindong Street Commerce Guild. Although some of the grandmaster-level elders, who controlled territories in other districts, had not returned to attend the meeting, luckily, no trouble had arisen for now.

During this time, Lei Qiuyun had visited all of the old partners of the Xindong Street Commerce Guild. Thanks to her father, Lei Qiong’s reputation, and the guild’s scale, most of the companies and organizations that had previously collaborated with them had remained stable, and they did not choose to end their partnership.

However, there were a few companies that had already been poached by the Xichang District and Nanhua District’s commerce guilds halfway through, which was evident that the alliances and connections between them had already begun.

In order to ensure that the Xindong Street Commerce Guild would not be at a disadvantage before the Cultivation Tournament, Lei Qiuyun had no choice but to visit some giant companies that they had never worked with before.

But these companies either had no need for cooperation with the guild or looked down on its influence and strength, so the chances of being turned away were high.

Lei Qiuyun contacted several companies sincerely, and in the end, only a few large companies from Nanhua District, which had many external business dealings and a more open atmosphere, were willing to talk.

It was just a casual discussion. It wasn’t appropriate for too many people to accompany her, so only Lei Qiuyun, Ji Qinglin, and Yu Jizi made the trip.

Lei Qiuyun had originally not dared to bother her teacher, but Ji Qinglin had heard other elders mention the meeting. He also worried that if the conversation went on, the other party might take the opportunity to test the guild’s background, and he might fare better if he were present, so he took the initiative to come along.

After being beaten up, the “passive guard” Yu Jizi had become much more polite. He sold his old face, helping to make connections along the way.After half a day of running around, although the talks had gone well, no one directly agreed to a strategic partnership with the Xindong Street Commerce Guild. All of them just gave a “we’ll think about it” attitude.

Ji Qinglin could understand this. The Xindong Street Commerce Guild was currently in a low point with uncertain prospects. If the guild rebounded, companies that injected capital into it would certainly earn a big profit from the shares and the guild’s help in expanding influence.

But if Xindong Street was dismantled and divided by other commerce guilds, then the investment and support would have been wasted.

The membership of the Xindong Street Commerce Guild was not small, and no company was confident that they could completely turn the situation around with their own strength. So everyone was waiting and watching.

After going around, they were left with only one last target: the Sihai Trading Group.

At the base of the group’s building, Yu Jizi explained:

“Sihai Trading is an old giant in the Nanhua District, but as far as I know, their chairman just retired, and now his son has taken over.

This is a good opportunity for us. The young man has ambition, and maybe he’s willing to take some risks. Moreover, with the president’s charisma, it might just work out once he meets you.”

“No need to tease, Elder. Teacher, let’s go.”

Inside the building, Nangong Qianfeng had just arrived from his residence. This meeting had been arranged by Uncle Mo. As an older generation Qi Refiner, Uncle Mo had heard of Lei Qiong, the “Thunder Lord,” and knew of the Xindong Street Commerce Guild.

Originally, Nangong Qianfeng had no intention of participating. He thought it would be enough for the supervisor to handle the meeting with Uncle Mo, but when he heard that the acting president of Xindong Street was a woman around his age, his interest was piqued.

Upon further inquiry, their experiences seemed quite similar—after their fathers’ passing, they both had to take on the big responsibility. Well, strictly speaking, he was still more of a hands-off manager.

Standing on the glass bridge in the group’s building, Nangong Qianfeng did not rush to the meeting room but instead started observing the three people entering through the front door.

The one walking in front must be the acting president of Xindong Street, Lei Qiuyun. Although they were still some distance away, she indeed had a dignified and graceful demeanor, her movements neither humble nor arrogant. She looked more like someone in charge than he did.

The two behind her were likely attendants. The elderly man on the left appeared to be a cultivator, his steps giving off the feeling of someone walking with the wind.

The younger attendant on the right was…

??

It’s him!

It’s really him!

Nangong Qianfeng’s brows furrowed. He gritted his silver teeth and lowered his body, pressing his hands on the railing of the glass bridge, his red eyes locked onto the young man on the right below.

There was no mistake! It was Huang Silang, that rogue thief!

He had sent people to check the old district of Xindong Street, but unfortunately, this little thief had already left. He had originally planned to hire him to teach him a lesson at the company, but now, the opportunity had come!

It seemed that he was going to work under Xindong Street Commerce Guild now. So, the guild even accepted such people? Oh right, they were on the decline now, so they took anyone who came.

Heh, you’ve walked right into the tiger’s den now!

Let’s see how you dare to ask for my help later! Although I was embarrassed last time, that was in the past, and you can’t falsely accuse me.

Wait, no, even if I show up as the acting chairman, at most, I’ll just say some sarcastic remarks in this kind of setting. Overdoing it would lose the group’s face. Besides, they could always leave if they didn’t want cooperation.

Hmph, well, I’ll just give you a good beating first to vent my anger before meeting them.

Thinking about how Huang Silang, the little thief, would be covered in bruises and begging for his help later, Nangong Qianfeng couldn’t help but smile.

His assistant, who was standing by, was startled by Nangong Qianfeng’s expression.

“Mr. Vice President, you…”

“Listen to me, first go stop them, and then…”

“Why would you do that?”

“Do as I say. I have my plans.”

“Understood.”

Lei Qiuyun and her group of three entered the main hall of the Sihai Trading Group and were just about to head upstairs with the reception staff when Nangong Qianfeng’s assistant reached out to stop them.

“President Lei and the elder may go up first. We’ll have someone greet you. Please wait a moment. This gentleman, a friend of the group, would like to speak with you. Please follow me.”

Both Lei Qiuyun and Yu Jizi were stunned, thinking to themselves, Elder Ji is indeed not simple, even has friends here, and they’re meeting privately. Clearly, there’s some personal connection.

Ji Qinglin, who heard this, was also a little confused. There were indeed some people from big companies at the general store, but he didn’t have any impression of Sihai Trading Group.

But since the invitation had already been extended, there was no reason to refuse. Besides, he was here to ask them for help, so it was best if there were familiar faces. A big group like this wouldn’t mess around, right?

“Well then, the president and elder can go upstairs first. I’ll go meet this friend.”

“Alright, Teacher, please go ahead.”

Ji Qinglin followed the assistant to the eighth floor, which was the company’s sports training area. The walls and soundproofing were specially treated.

Since it was still work hours, the area was not fully open. The assistant reached the elevator and waved inside:

“I’ll leave you here. Your friend is waiting inside.”

“Thank you.”

Ji Qinglin walked in, full of doubts, thinking, even if someone was a friend, they wouldn’t invite me to meet here, right? He became cautious.

In the dimly lit training area, a figure suddenly flashed out and swiftly struck Ji Qinglin’s neck with a knife-hand.

Although he didn’t seize the initiative in the fight, Ji Qinglin had already opened his minor external circulation and felt the sudden pressure on his back, quickly dodging to the side.

Since this was the group’s premises, Ji Qinglin didn’t dare to act too aggressively. The wrist lock he had just learned in training was the perfect move.

He dodged the knife-hand strike and then grabbed the wrist… and hit the chest—

???

What? There’s a chest?

Surprised, Ji Qinglin turned around and saw a familiar face pressed against his chest, familiar red eyes, and familiar shame.