"Careful!"
Li Bingqing cried out, even she could see the dagger thrusting towards them.
Of course, Song Qiao, as a martial artist, also sensed the impending danger.
He reacted almost instantly, rolling on the spot.
*Shriiek!*
The dagger attack missed.
Seizing the opportunity, Song Qiao grabbed Li Bingqing and kicked open the fitting room door.
With his speed, a mere flick of his wrist saw them rush out of the fitting room.
Li Bingqing was now semi-naked, her clothes in disarray.
She seemed to be afraid of being seen in her current state.
And also worried about the sudden assassin.
These two emotions intertwined, making her want to cling to Song Qiao, yet afraid he might take advantage again.
At this moment, they noticed the female shop assistant in the red vest by the fitting room door looking somewhat dazed.
However, she soon refocused on the two who had escaped.
Her eyes burned with vengeful fury, and she gritted her teeth, saying,
"You pair of scoundrels, die!"
As soon as she finished, she immediately raised the gleaming dagger and attacked again.
Clearly, the assailant was not a martial artist and her skill was lacking.
The speed and force of her attacks were far from adequate.
Song Qiao easily dodged her attacks several times. With no other option, she turned and lunged at Li Bingqing in his arms.
As an ordinary person, she was indeed no match for Song Qiao.
"Ah!"
Facing the dagger aimed at her, Li Bingqing screamed and instinctively closed her eyes.
It seemed she had already foreseen herself being attacked.
"What are you afraid of?"
Song Qiao scoffed, then said softly, "I'm here!"
He simply shifted his stance slightly and dodged the attack.
Then, he put Li Bingqing down.
"Wait here for a moment, I'll resolve this quickly!"
Even in the midst of the assassination attempt.
Song Qiao handled the situation with ease and grace.
It was as if he was strolling in a garden.
This gave Li Bingqing a sense of security she hadn't felt in a long time. She nodded, staring at Song Qiao blankly.
Seeing this, the woman attempted to attack again.
But Song Qiao was much faster!
Almost the moment he turned, he extended two fingers, imbued with surging internal energy, and pressed them onto her wrist.
*Crack!*
The dagger was knocked away, and the woman was momentarily stunned.
She seemed surprised that Song Qiao could be so fast.
This strength was still far beyond human!
However, Song Qiao gave her no chance to hesitate. He grabbed her almost immediately.
As a martial artist, the assassin had no chance to struggle.
With an eruption of energy from his dan tian, in an instant, all her strength was dissolved.
She went limp like a ball of cotton, slumping into Song Qiao's arms, unable to move.
Perhaps by accident, or perhaps intentionally.
As her strength dissipated, the buttons on her clothes also gave way.
"You... let go of me, you bastard!"
The woman tried to struggle but found she had no strength at all.
Yet, the more she struggled, the more her prominent features became noticeable.
Song Qiao felt a sense of dizziness.
Sensing his gaze, the woman's face flushed, and she said through gritted teeth,
"I... I won't be your captive, kill me!"
Seeing this, Song Qiao's lips curved slightly.
"How could I possibly kill you? I'm always very lenient with beautiful women."
"Besides, you're skilled and have a good figure. I wouldn't want to kill you, would I?"
Such words made the female assassin feel even more ashamed and desperate.
She could sense from his words how she would be treated if she fell into his hands.
For men, her body's allure was too great...
"I guess you're one of Tao Fan's people, seeking revenge for him."
"What if you know?"
The female assassin fell silent for a moment, then looked at him deeply.
She neither confirmed nor denied.
"If I could do it again, I would definitely kill you."
"Aren't you curious how I found out your identity?"
"Not curious. And I have no secrets to tell you, even if you torture me."
It seemed the woman was unwilling to reveal anything about herself.
However, Song Qiao's next words made her body tremble.
"If I'm not mistaken, the poisoned wine last time was also your doing, wasn't it?"
"Heh, don't think I know nothing. In fact, everything you've tried to do has been under my surveillance."
Song Qiao, having been assassinated before.
How could he possibly neglect his own safety?
Of course, he had sent people to investigate long ago.
He hadn't acted until now only to lure the enemy into a trap.
"As far as I know, your name is Jiang Rou."
Song Qiao said word by word.
Each sentence made Jiang Rou's heart skip a beat.
Her expression seemed to be greatly shaken.
"And I know you are Tao Fan's personal disciple."
"Your goal is to avenge him."
"However, it seems you haven't investigated me deeply enough and have misjudged your own strength."
"Don't you know that even the experts of the Hai Ning Gang have died at my hands, hmm?"
As he spoke, Song Qiao looked at her strangely.
The meaning in his eyes seemed to suggest she was an idiot!
With such a vast difference in strength, she still rushed forward like a moth to a flame, actively seeking death.
If not an idiot, then what?
Hearing the opponent reveal all her experiences.
Jiang Rou completely gave up hope and stopped struggling.
This man was too terrifying. She had no idea when he had already discovered her past.
Therefore, Jiang Rou felt that for this man before her.
She had no other value besides her body.
At this moment, it would be better to die.
Glaring at Song Qiao, Jiang Rou's voice was low, but anyone could hear a hint of pleading in her words.
"I have fallen into your hands. I hope you will respect me as an enemy."
"Kill me if you must, but say no more!"
However, Song Qiao's face was full of cold laughter, as if he had no intention of harming her.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you."
Hearing this, Jiang Rou felt helpless. Just as she was about to make a move.
She heard Song Qiao lift his head again and say indifferently,
"Let alone you, I didn't even kill Tao Fan."
"Moreover, you are just an outsider, not involved in this matter."
"You... you said you didn't kill Tao Fan?"
Jiang Rou looked disbelieving, and even seemed angry at Song Qiao's words.
In her eyes, Tao Fan had died at Song Qiao's hands.
"I misjudged you."
She declared righteously, "I thought you were a man of substance, but I didn't expect you to be a coward who dares not admit his deeds."
Upon hearing this, Song Qiao let out a cold laugh, released her directly, with an expression of disdain.
"Believe it or not."
Leaving these words, he directly picked up Li Bingqing and left, giving her no chance to question further.