Li Qian’s expression had already changed the moment she heard the name Li Yun, let alone the question, 'The truth about the car accident?' She rushed non-stop to the school gate and saw a black sedan. Standing beside it was a large man in black. As soon as the man saw Li Qian, he opened the car door and gestured for her to get in.

Li Qian approached the man in black and demanded, "Tell me the truth about Li Yun's accident."

"Heh heh, Miss Li, if you wish to know, my master will tell you. Please enter the car!" the man in black said with a smile.

"Hmm?" Li Qian hesitated for a moment. She recognized the aura emanating from these men in black, but the burning question in her mind compelled her not to overthink. She got into the car and sat down.

As soon as Li Qian was seated, the car slowly began to move. But as the vehicle passed the gate, Xu Ming, who was walking toward the classroom building, suddenly felt something was amiss and called out, "Boss!"

"Hm?" Yang Yi turned his head to look at Xu Ming, who was pointing in the direction of the gate. Yang Yi followed his gaze and saw Li Qian, her face ashen, sitting inside a black sedan, flanked by two men in black. He immediately frowned.

"Brother Yi, Li Qian..." Fatty Lin also seemed uneasy, feeling an inexplicable sense of disquiet.

"Right, let's not jump to conclusions yet. Here's the plan: I'll chase that car now. Fatty, you go to the principal's office and ask around," Yang Yi said, then immediately broke into a run toward the gate.

"Second Brother, what is this..." Ye Xiaohou frowned and asked.

"I don't know. We need to find out now," Fatty Lin replied before walking off toward the principal's office as well.

"How much further until we arrive?" Li Qian asked, her eyes surprisingly cold.

"Please be patient, Miss Li, we will be there shortly," the driver replied, pressing the accelerator and making the car speed up.

Yang Yi, running hard behind, frowned. While running, he pulled out his phone. "Get a car ready for me and have it waiting at the intersection. Fast!"

Hanging up, Yang Yi stopped abruptly. He looked around and, finding no one nearby, his entire body suddenly tensed. "Whoosh whoosh!" His speed increased exponentially. It seemed he was no longer running but leaping. In ancient times, a saying circulated throughout the Jianghu: 'I arrive treading on cloud ladders, traveling ten thousand miles alone, leaping like a flying swallow!'

Zong Yun Ti (Cloud Ladder Treading) was a peerless movement technique long lost to time. Legend claimed its creator was a notorious flower thief who, relying solely on this escape art, had managed to tease countless respectable women, remaining untouchable even by the swift government forces of the era. Yet, here was Yang Yi executing this long-lost skill. What exactly had he learned after emerging from the Dead Man's Cave, and what had he encountered there? Why was that cave so mysterious?

"Mommy, Mommy!" a little girl called out in a delicate voice, clutching an ice cream cone.

"What is it, sweetie?" a woman laden with shopping bags asked, hearing her child call.

"Mommy, I saw Superman," the little girl said, pouting slightly as she licked her ice cream.

"Silly child, where would you see Superman?" the woman asked with a tender smile at her daughter's words.

The little girl, seeing her mother disbelieving her, puffed out her cheeks. "Mommy, I really did see a superhero just now, a big brother flew past just like Ultraman!"

"Heh heh, child, that's only in the movies; it doesn't happen in real life. Alright, let's go home!" The woman smiled, then muttered to herself, "When we get home, I'll have a word with that brat. He’s actually corrupting his little sister by making her watch Ultraman instead of focusing on her studies. Hmph!"

Sigh. If Ultraman were present, he would likely be speechless.

"Young Master," Feng Shi called out as Yang Yi settled into the passenger seat of her car.

"Follow that car ahead of us," Yang Yi said, his eyes fixed on the vehicle just beginning to make a turn.

"Understood!" Feng Shi slammed the accelerator, and the car executed a swift, perfect arc. Yang Yi, sitting in the passenger seat, felt a cold sweat break out—her acceleration from a standstill was too violent. For safety, Yang Yi quickly fastened his seatbelt. "Good heavens, two hundred kilometers per hour?" Yang Yi stared at the speedometer, stunned. He hadn't even learned how to drive yet, and this girl was already street racing!

The car carrying Li Qian sped on. After a few minutes, it pulled to a stop in front of a large building.

"Miss Li, please, this way!" the man in black said.

Li Qian thought that since she was already here, she might as well go in and see what was happening.

Yang Yi’s car circled the block and stopped right in front of the building's entrance. "What is this place?"

Hearing Yang Yi's question, Feng Shi glanced at the imposing structure and replied, "This looks like the headquarters of the Xiong Ying Gang (Eagle Gang)."

"What?" Yang Yi gasped in surprise, then let out a chilling, strange laugh. "It seems everything is explained now."

"Young Master, logically speaking, Miss Li is Li Yang's granddaughter. She should know her grandfather's identity. So, this Xiong Ying Gang headquarters..." Feng Shi asked, confused.

"Heh heh, the Xiong Ying Gang probably intends to place Li Qian under house arrest!" Yang Yi stated.

"House arrest?"

Yang Yi understood Feng Shi's confusion. He took a deep breath and explained, "Their objective is clear: use Li Qian to pressure the Bing Jian Hui (Ice Mirror Society), and simultaneously threaten me."

"Then, Young Master, what should we do? Should we rescue Miss Li, or...?" Feng Shi inquired.

"Rescue her? Of course, we must. In fact, this might be for the best—it benefits my plan even more. Come on, let's go take a look!" Yang Yi said, unbuckling his seatbelt and stepping out of the car.

Under the guidance of the man in black, Li Qian was led into an office. The man instructed her, "Miss Li, please wait here momentarily. I will summon my master to meet you."

"Alright!" Li Qian still had no idea that she had walked right into a wolf's den.

A moment later, a somewhat stout middle-aged man entered, offering Li Qian a smile. "My apologies for keeping Miss Li waiting for so long."

Hearing the voice, Li Qian turned her head to look at the newcomer, and a shard of coldness flashed in her eyes. "It's you!"