RYEY -Chapter 409 The Fight

Secretary Hao stared blankly at Aunt Wang’s actions, feeling deeply moved. Indeed, she was a relative of the village chief; her level of thinking was remarkable. All three of her sons had rushed out without hesitation.

If they managed to return unscathed this time, he would have to properly get to know the village chief’s younger siblings—to see if they might need formal employment.

Cheng Qiao stood at the familiar foot of the mountain, looking at the two people in front of her. One wore a crisp Zhongshan suit. Despite the cold, he showed no signs of shivering; instead, he stood straight, calm and composed. There was no doubt—this person possessed some kind of supernatural ability.

The other wore a thick woolen coat, a woolen cap with a visor, and a large mask that covered most of his face.

Because of the heavy concealment, Cheng Qiao could not see his true face, but the sharp, piercing eyes made it clear to her that this was a formidable opponent.

“Cheng Qiao, right? Our empire invites you to come to our country and contribute to its growth. Of course, the benefits are great—we guarantee you will never worry about food or wealth in your life, living in luxury and honor.”

Hearing the stiff Mandarin, Cheng Qiao immediately knew these two were agents. Her mind raced. Haidong Qing had not returned with her from the Qilian Mountains, and the only weapons she could use to attack were herself and Xiao Hongtou.

She had no idea what kind of supernatural powers they possessed. If it was anything like Hu Lata, she would have no chance of escaping his grasp. She had to rely on strategy.

Cheng Qiao feigned a nod. Luxury and honor—who wouldn’t like that? The man seemed satisfied with her response and nodded, but a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

“However, this is our first meeting, so I don’t trust you. Unless there’s a contract or something for me to sign,” she continued.

The man’s brow furrowed. Their leader was too cautious—sending such a formidable expert for a young girl with no aura of supernatural power seemed like overkill.

“The contract isn’t ready yet. You’ll have it once you come with us,” he replied.

Seeing the man reach out, attempting to control her, Cheng Qiao moved immediately, charging toward the masked man.

The man was startled but dared not harm her. According to their orders, this woman was a medical master who could even revive the dead. She was also a master at pharmacology. She had to be brought back unharmed.

Since he couldn’t attack, his only option was evasion. He stepped back quickly, moving with agile, light movements—a clear sign of martial arts training.

Cheng Qiao realized this man was a skilled martial artist. Fortunately, over the years, Ye Jun had taught her and Li Huan many techniques, including Chinese martial arts.

The man in the Zhongshan suit stopped his hand when he saw Cheng Qiao attacking his companion. He wanted to see what this seemingly fragile woman was capable of—enough to make his superior value her so highly.

Suddenly, Cheng Qiao’s movements changed. As she passed in front of the Zhongshan suit man, she sprinkled colorless, odorless poison powder from her palms toward his face.

The man’s eyes narrowed sharply. Though he didn’t see what she had thrown, her movements were clearly not a mere feint.

He used all his supernatural strength to retreat—thirty meters back in a single move. Cheng Qiao thought, what speed! If only I had this kind of power, that poison would have hit his face for sure.