Song Jia pouted, and a single sentence flashed through Qin Fen's mind, simultaneously escaping from Song Jia's lips. "I'm very dissatisfied." After Song Jia finished speaking, Qin Fen chuckled. "We communicate regularly. How could I not know if you're doing well when I see you? Qiangzi and Lao Yin didn't even leave a phone number. Email is the only way I can reach them through you. So..." "This explanation is barely satisfactory." Song Jia's face instantly lit up with a happy smile again. After not seeing Qin Fen for so long, meeting him unexpectedly in a foreign city made it impossible to stay angry. "Qiangzi and I are here for the concert. As for Inzhaluota, Qiangzi was afraid he'd develop autism, so he dragged him onto the plane."

Qin Fen could only imagine the bizarre scene of Lao Yin attending a concert. He could also perfectly picture the helpless expression on Lao Yin’s face while enduring Lin Liqiang's incessant pestering. "Where are they now?" "Inzhaluota was dragged off by Qiangzi to look for beautiful women," Song Jia said with a look of absolute certainty. "Qiangzi insisted that even if some Hanju beauties are surgically enhanced, they are still aesthetically pleasing. Plus, the entertainment industry here is booming; there are tons of starlets. Coming to Hanju and not chasing after a starlet is a waste of one's life."

Qin Fen had to admit that what Song Jia had just said sounded exactly like something Qiangzi would say. "Contact them." "Okay!" Song Jia swiftly pulled out her adorable cell phone, her fingers flying across the keypad like she was playing a piano.

The onlookers—several young men and women—nearly popped their eyes out. Qin Fen’s tone was almost a command, yet Song Jia wasn't the least bit annoyed; she simply complied? "Qiangzi, it's Song Jia. Qin Fen is right here with me. Hurry back..." Click! Song Jia hung up immediately after speaking.

"Old Qin is in Hanju?" Lin Liqiang had his arm draped over the shoulder of a starlet he had just caught up to, staring blankly at Inzhaluota, who was being surrounded by two other starlets. "Song Jia said Old Qin is next to him..." Flash! Inzhaluota instantly slipped free from the embrace of the two beauties, and in the next second, Lin Liqiang abandoned the little starlet he had managed to pick up. They hailed a taxi on the roadside. "Lotte World Hotel!"

The taxi sped off like a bullet. Lin Liqiang turned back to Inzhaluota beside him, looking deeply frustrated. "Old Yin, you’re usually so quiet, but you’re a master at picking up girls! I had to use every trick in the book to hook just one, and you! You managed to snag two without even saying a word..." Faced with Lin Liqiang’s accusation, Inzhaluota felt utterly helpless. He hadn't spoken a word from beginning to end, nor offered a look or a gesture. What did it have to do with him if two women attached themselves to him? "Old Yin, don't stay silent! When we have time, we can exchange notes on wooing women; we can all improve together." Lin Liqiang clearly had no intention of letting Inzhaluota off the hook. Hearing that Qin Fen was in Seoul had put him in a great mood, making him much more talkative.

Exchange... Even Inzhaluota’s rarely expressive face showed a slight, bitter smile. Exchange what? With what material? "Qiangzi and the others will be here soon," Song Jia said, placing her phone into her small handbag. "Wait. Give me their phone numbers."

The instant Qin Fen took out his phone, the eyes of the people following behind Song Jia genuinely threatened to leap from their sockets! This... this... this man was holding a phone that had been obsolete ten years ago! A relic that lacked even the most basic synchronized video calling or chat functions! Such a phone wouldn't be chosen by fashionable young people, or even by most people who were slightly older.

"Okay, your phone has Bluetooth, right? I'll transfer them to you." Song Jia acted as if she hadn't noticed the antique Qin Fen was holding—a device almost worthy of being displayed in an auction house as a collector's item—and diligently proceeded to transfer the numbers.

Not a single brand name on him, everything looked like bargain-bin merchandise, and his phone was an antique. How could a man like this possibly attract Song Jia? The young men all harbored doubts. Was Song Jia simply bored, picking up some poor kid to mess around with? If that were the case, maybe they should join in on messing with him; perhaps they could win Song Jia's favor and even become her boyfriend.

A glint of malicious intent flashed quickly in the depths of Xue Tian's eyes. He took in the entire scene, watching Qin Fen with considerable interest. While these peers were a bit arrogant, their insight and capability were noteworthy. If they teamed up to try and take down Qin Fen, and happened to strike a subject completely outside of Qin Fen’s expertise, they might actually succeed in tripping him up? As a competent mercenary, quickly handling unforeseen incidents was also a mandatory skill. Xue Tian observed silently from the side, adopting a stance slightly akin to a tester.

A male gorilla beats its chest forcefully and roars to demonstrate its strength in front of the females. A male antelope, aiming to show its prowess before the females, typically engages in fierce clashes of horn against horn. Almost every male creature attempts, through various means, to highlight its own superiority in the presence of the females. Humans are no different.

Qin Fen finished receiving the phone numbers and was just putting his phone away when he heard someone behind Song Jia speak up: "I didn't expect that the only ones skipping class to see the concert weren't just us. Student Qin Fen must have skipped class too, right? I wonder, which university and major are you enrolled in? Perhaps my high school classmates are alumni with you."

The thumb Xue Tian kept tucked in his trouser pocket twitched slightly upward. This question sounded polite, but it was laced with hidden barbs. This method of luring someone into revealing their school name, only to immediately counter with the name of one's own prestigious institution for comparison, was a direct public takedown! The other four young men also wore knowing smiles. This guy, Lambda, from the Russian State, despite having a rugged physique resembling a grizzly bear that often led people to assume he was a brute, possessed a sharp mind, known only to those who truly understood him—a young man whose background had undertones of organized family ties.

As a direct disciple of Class Monitor Hao, Qin Fen certainly recognized the carefully constructed, powerful follow-up question Lambda had brewed. His eyelids lifted slightly: "After high school graduation, I enlisted..."

Lambda paused, taken aback by the answer. Enlistment after high school? Skipping college entirely? This was so unexpected that he didn't know how to respond. Showing off his elite university status to crush the opponent? That wouldn't elevate himself; instead, he would be looked down upon by others. "Oh, serving the Federation, that’s commendable, very good," Lambda forced a dry laugh. Had someone else given such an answer, they might have felt too ashamed to admit, in front of a group of elite university students, that they had only graduated high school before joining the military. Such a remarkably frank declaration—something that sounded deeply embarrassing if one had to admit it—when delivered with such straightforward confidence, actually left the famous university students momentarily speechless.

"About the New Recruit Military Skills Competition you mentioned participating in last time, I asked a friend to look into it," Song Jia skillfully diverted the topic. "Before that, there seems to be a New Recruit Field Training exercise. If one performs exceptionally well there, they can secure a recommendation slot." "Good, I'll treat you to a..." Qin Fen started to say, then stopped himself. Apart from that one time having Western food, the best place he'd ever eaten was at best McDonald's level. When it came to treating someone, he genuinely couldn't think of where to go. "Treat me to McDonald's is fine," Song Jia replied, clearly unconcerned about the dining location. To her, the company was what mattered, not the venue. "Deal," Qin Fen agreed.

McDonald's? Treating the sole granddaughter of Earth’s Divine Martial Artist, Qilin Song Wendong, to McDonald’s? How could he even conceive of such a thing! The people behind Song Jia nearly fainted on the spot. Forget Song Jia; given their own statuses, they never frequented places like McDonald's, let alone considering Song Jia's family power.

Qin Fen clearly felt the weight of their gazes. He had grown accustomed to such scrutiny since the day he first met Lin Liqiang and Inzhaluota. Was Song Jia trifling with him? Or did this man possess immense hidden influence, enough that even Song Jia had to...? The families of the bystanders also possessed considerable power; having witnessed all sorts of social settings since childhood, they suddenly felt that Lambda had been rash earlier; he should have investigated first.

Lambda clamped his mouth shut and stepped aside. His provocation now felt terribly impulsive. But still, was there anyone in this world whom Qilin Song Wendong feared enough to require his granddaughter to put on such a pleasant façade? Impossible! Even the Federal President showed no deference to Qilin Song Wendong when he chose not to, and he certainly wouldn't yield to anyone else.

While the young people were lost in thought, a taxi came screeching from the distance, braking sharply to a halt in front of the hotel entrance. "Thanks, Uncle," Lin Liqiang hopped out of the car, speaking courteously to the driver. "This is for the fare. This extra part is for you to cover the fines for running that red light." "It won't take that much; I only ran one..." "But they still deduct points, right? These municipal departments might be terrible at other things, but they’re masters at shaking down ordinary folks," Lin Liqiang insisted, shoving the money into the driver's hand.

When Xue Tian saw Lin Liqiang and Inzhaluota climb out, his spirit stirred noticeably. Were these two practicing ancient martial arts, or the new martial arts? Xue Tian nodded repeatedly. Anyone among their peers who couldn't be seen through definitely had some real skill. "Old Qin!" Lin Liqiang launched into a long-awaited bear hug. Two seconds later, he gasped, "Man, your strength is getting freakishly intense. My back needs to be free to chase girls; let go, quickly!"

Although Lin Liqiang's expression was exaggerated, Qin Fen's strength had indeed increased significantly under the stimulus of the Dragon-Elephant Prajna. Inzhaluota was far less talkative than Lin Liqiang. After giving Qin Fen a bear hug, he simply clapped him on the shoulder and said, "Strong."