"Summoned to see me..."
In the office, Song Qiao tapped his chin, pondering. He couldn't think of anyone in the Security Department who would specifically request to see him.
He didn't know many people in the Security Department.
"Don't worry about it. We'll know when we get there."
Wu Meng blinked her eyes by his side.
"I'll go with you later."
"You're coming too?"
Wu Meng's words startled Song Qiao.
"Of course, I can't rest assured otherwise."
Song Qiao couldn't help but laugh at her words.
"You, you're always worried about something. You want to follow me to the Security Department? I think you're infatuated, wanting to see my uniform temptation, aren't you?"
As he spoke, he deliberately straightened his clothes, striking what he considered a handsome pose.
Normally, when he went to the Security Department, he would wear a smart uniform. The naturally rugged clothing, combined with his unique demeanor, made him appear more handsome than usual.
However, his blatant words made Wu Meng blush.
"What are you talking about? I'm not."
"Peh, peh, peh, what uniform temptation..."
She blinked, realizing what he meant. Her fair cheeks seemed to be flushed with a rosy glow.
"Who wants to see your uniform... you're flattering yourself."
Song Qiao chuckled. The woman looked quite lovely when she was shy.
"Alright, alright, I was just joking."
A word of comfort caused Wu Meng to turn her head away. For some reason, after spending some time together, she always felt very worried that Song Qiao might get into trouble.
If she had to describe it, it felt like wanting to hold him in her palm for fear he'd melt, but she couldn't express it, so she could only worry in her heart.
Half an hour later, on the Security Department's training ground, a group of soldiers were sparring in pairs. The training was led by Captain Zhou Er.
"Training well."
Song Qiao greeted them proactively. Captain Zhou turned and saw him and quickly stepped forward to salute him crisply.
"Coach Song, I apologize for summoning you so urgently. The person who wants to see you is from the capital, with considerable authority, so I had to comply with his wishes."
Song Qiao nodded slightly and was about to ask further when a young man in his early twenties approached from the other side of the training ground.
The youth was in a military uniform, and his bulging muscles clearly indicated extensive training.
However, he was currently sizing up Song Qiao with ill intentions.
"Heh heh, you're Song Qiao?"
"I wondered who it was that could be specially recruited into the Security Department as an instructor. To think it's someone like you, with your scrawny arms and legs. You're nothing but a bumpkin."
The young man had his hands behind his back, his attitude extremely arrogant, and a look of contempt on his face.
Song Qiao glanced at him. The epaulets on his shoulders indicated he was a colonel.
A mere colonel dared to be so arrogant in front of him?
"Never mind who I am for now, tell me who you are."
"As a colonel, how can you not salute me, your quasi-general superior?"
One must remember that Song Qiao had been arranged to join the Security Department by the provincial governor, and his military rank was at the quasi-general level. How dare a mere colonel be so boisterous in front of him?
At this moment, Captain Zhou stepped forward to introduce them.
"Instructor Song, this is Colonel Fan Zhou, temporarily assigned from the capital. He is mainly responsible for inspecting some issues in our Yangcheng."
Song Qiao nodded slightly, but his brow twitched upon hearing the word "inspecting."
"Inspecting?"
"What's there to inspect? If Colonel Fan wants to inspect, he should manage himself first."
This person before him acted as if he were the most important person in the world, which was extremely displeasing. Someone like him, who didn't know how to restrain himself, would cause trouble even if there wasn't any.
Fan Zhou was clearly not a pushover. Hearing this, he clenched his fists.
"My purpose for inspecting is to root out useless people like you who are just eating and drinking without doing anything."
"Hmph, with your pathetic skill level, what ability can the people you train possibly have?"
He became more and more smug as he spoke, his attitude condescending.
"I think your department has big problems. Our Security Department doesn't keep useless people, lest we train a whole litter of them and embarrass the Security Department."
Fan Zhou's undisguised mockery instantly ignited the anger of the soldiers training nearby.
However, facing their superior, they could only endure and suppress it, as Fan Zhou was, after all, a colonel.
Song Qiao glanced at the other man, pondering his intentions.
He had never known this person before, nor had he offended any family surnamed Fan in the capital. This guy was being so aggressive from the start, it was probably not that simple.
"Enough, no need for so much nonsense here. Just tell me what you're here for from the capital."
Song Qiao decided to get straight to the point. The purpose of stirring up trouble was likely to provoke him into action.
But who had sent this guy?
He thought of Li Bingqing.
"Hmph, Song Qiao, you do have some brains. Fine, then I won't beat around the bush. I came all the way from the capital specifically to test your abilities."
Fan Zhou was direct, or rather, he disdained to hide anything.
"As I said before, our Security Department does not keep useless people. If you are truly just a waste, then please leave the Security Department quickly, so as not to embarrass yourself here."
Song Qiao understood, and his suspicion about the other party's origin grew stronger. It was likely Li Bingqing's doing.
If he were kicked out of the Security Department, it would be more convenient for them to make a move.
"So, is that why you're here?"
"You came from the capital to fight me?"
Fan Zhou thought Song Qiao had accepted and so he assumed a fighting stance, his iron-like muscles instantly tensing.
This scene left Wu Meng beside them somewhat stunned.
Why was there suddenly a fight about to happen?
This Fan Zhou looked fierce and had well-developed muscles. What if he used lethal force during the fight?
Wu Meng was anxious. By now, she had guessed that this was likely a helper found by Li Bingqing.
If Song Qiao lost, he might be expelled from the Security Department, and then...
After a series of thoughts, Song Qiao did not take the bait at all, nor did he even assume a fighting stance.
Seeing this, Fan Zhou was annoyed. He had already prepared for a fight, how could this guy not understand?
So, he spoke again.
"Since we're going to fight, let's not delay. We'll do it here."
His aggressive posture would have scared any ordinary person.
But Song Qiao let out a cold laugh.
"Who said I was going to fight you?"
Fan Zhou frowned.
"You refuse?"
The other party's reaction was beyond his expectations. He didn't know much about Song Qiao, but people in the Security Department generally valued fights.
Unless they were sure to lose, they wouldn't usually refuse, but this was not the outcome he wanted.
"Hmph, Song Qiao, are you scared?"
"If you're scared, just kneel down and beg for mercy. I don't necessarily have to fight you."
Song Qiao merely chuckled at this.
"I am indeed scared."
"If it were an ordinary person fighting me, I might fight. But not you."
"I never fight with trash, because I'm afraid I might accidentally kill the trash."