It was common knowledge that the Tongmen sect had many branch headquarters.
The position of a single branch leader in Modu was enough to make many people envious,
even leading to bloody rivalries.
Du Qin was certainly among those individuals.
However, no one could have imagined that this young man standing before them held the esteemed position of the Tongmen sect's Grand Leader!
If this news were to spread, it would undoubtedly shock countless people.
After explaining the whole story, Song Qiao ended the hands-free call.
He then spoke into the phone, "I am preparing to appoint Du Qin as the leader of the Modu branch of the Tongmen sect."
Without waiting for a response or any input, Song Qiao hung up the phone.
It was as if he had brought up the matter solely to fulfill a promise.
"I am merely informing you, not consulting you."
Watching Song Qiao hang up the phone, Du Qin was completely dumbfounded.
Her eyes widened, her expression one of utter bewilderment.
The very thing she had pursued for so many years had been decided by Song Qiao with a single sentence, so effortlessly?
"Song Qiao, you..."
She was at a loss for words, completely unsure of what to say.
Her heart was filled with nothing but shock, devoid of any other emotion.
If there was anything else, it was the surge of excitement and elation that followed her regaining her senses.
Liu Qing, at this moment, was filled with immense regret.
She suddenly realized how shortsighted her own perspective had been, how laughably narrow her own mind!
There was no time for Liu Qing to apologize.
Once Song Qiao's true identity was revealed,
there were many matters for the Grand Leader of the Tongmen sect and the deputy leader of the Modu branch to discuss.
Du Qin first expressed her gratitude and appreciation to Song Qiao.
The two then proceeded to the study to discuss the specific details regarding her succession as the Modu branch leader.
Later, Du Qin recalled Guan Shanming's parting words and couldn't help but issue a warning.
"You must be careful. What Guan Shanming meant just now was a declaration of war."
"Although you are the Grand Leader of the Tongmen sect, Guan Shanming is truly not a simple man."
"And from the sound of it, they still intend to cause trouble for the Tao family?"
"I worry they might try to incite the Tao family, and stab you in the back unexpectedly."
Song Qiao nodded, his expression showing no hint of fear.
"Teacher Du, please rest assured. Tao Fan's death has nothing to do with me. The entire Tao family knows this."
"Furthermore, the Tao family is loyal to me; they will not give them any opportunity to instigate rebellion."
"As for Guan Shanming and his disciple, there is even less to worry about. I am not afraid of them!"
"They dare to challenge me? I will simply fight them!"
Du Qin looked at Song Qiao again, her admiration growing with each glance.
The more she looked, the more she felt his capabilities.
She then understood that her concerns were indeed trivial to him.
After a few more pleasantries, time had already advanced.
Song Qiao and Xia Yuqing departed shortly after.
Given that even the former Grand Leader had called to explain,
Xia Yuqing no longer worried that Song Qiao had used a fake stone carving to deceive her teacher.
Without dwelling on the matter, they began discussing their plans for the immediate future.
"I want to go see Gao Meng. I heard she was seriously injured last time."
"I wonder if she's recovered. Do you want to come with me?"
Song Qiao casually waved his hand and blurted out, "I see her every day, there's nothing to see..."
"Ahem... well, I'm her master, I take care of her every day."
"So I won't be going with you."
Xia Yuqing pouted but didn't think much of it.
"Alright then, I'll go see her first. Be careful yourself, okay?"
"Those two Japanese devils might be lying in ambush for you somewhere."
Song Qiao nodded and pointed to the red Ferrari parked by the roadside.
"Take this car. I, on the other hand, need to find someone to swindle some money from!"
Xia Yuqing didn't stand on ceremony with Song Qiao. After an intimate embrace, she drove off in the Ferrari.
Song Qiao then hailed a taxi by the roadside and in the blink of an eye, he was at the Cheng family residence again.
Ding dong.
He rang the doorbell, and the butler came downstairs to open the door.
Upon seeing Song Qiao, the elderly butler's legs trembled uncontrollably.
"Y-you... how can it be you?"
Song Qiao smiled at him and patted the butler's shoulder to reassure him.
"Don't be nervous. I'm here to see Cheng Dong."
"I have something good to give him!"