39: qigong

"Tell me, what exactly is going on? Who was that person just now? Why did he want to kill me?"

As soon as Qin Shou sat down on the living room sofa, he impatiently asked, his mind full of questions, eager to know the whole story.

"It looks like you have a wound on your face? And it's bleeding. It's important to treat the wound first."

Ren Jing did not directly answer Qin Shou's question. Her gaze immediately fell on the shocking scar on Qin Shou's cheek, which was still oozing blood.

"It's just a minor scratch, a superficial wound. It's nothing. Let's talk business first."

Qin Shou waved his hand dismissively. He only wanted to quickly understand what had happened and didn't care about the wound on his face.

"Look at you. Such a handsome face, it would be a shame if it got ruined. What a pity! The matter isn't urgent, stopping the bleeding for you is more important."

Hearing Qin Shou's indifferent tone, Ren Jing couldn't help but chide him, her tone even carrying a hint of playfulness.

Qin Shou was stunned, thinking, "Has this girl changed her personality today? Wasn't she always so cold before?"

"Butler Fu, contact my private doctor and have him come over as quickly as possible."

Ren Jing turned her head and instructed Butler Fu, who was standing nearby.

"Yes, Young Miss."

Butler Fu nodded, then immediately took out his phone and walked to the side to make a call.

A moment later, there was a rush of footsteps from outside the villa. A middle-aged doctor in a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses, accompanied by several female nurses in nurse uniforms, hurried over. Each of them carried a medical kit, clearly a professional medical team.

Seeing this scene, Qin Shou couldn't help but sigh inwardly:

"As expected of a powerful woman in a high position! She even has a private medical team on standby."

Since Ren Jing had spoken, Qin Shou was no longer in a hurry. Anyway, Ren Jing was right beside him, and he would know the whole story sooner or later.

At the doctor's instruction, Qin Shou obediently lay on the soft leather sofa in the living room, allowing the doctor to carefully examine the injury on his face.

These doctors and nurses were clearly rigorously selected elites. Their professional skills and ethics were first-rate, far surpassing even the chief physicians in top-tier hospitals.

Their movements were skilled, and their cooperation was seamless. In just a moment, they had already treated Qin Shou's wound.

"Alright, can you tell me now? What exactly is going on?"

After the doctors and nurses had left, Qin Shou impatiently sat up from the sofa, rubbed his still faintly aching cheek, and looked at Ren Jing.

"You really are impatient. Look how anxious you are."

Seeing Qin Shou eagerly question her right after his wound was treated, Ren Jing couldn't help but chuckle softly and shake her head. Then, she elegantly picked up the stemmed glass on the table, took a small sip of red wine, and slowly began:

"These people belong to a cult organization called the Blood God Cult. This cult originated in Goryeo and grew strong in Southeast Asia, and in recent years, it has started to develop in my Dragon Nation.

And the man who attacked you today is one of its members."

Ren Jing paused, swirled the wine glass in her hand, and continued:

"The people who chased us on the highway that day should also be connected to this cult organization."

Upon hearing this, Qin Shou couldn't help but frown, feeling that the matter seemed much more complicated than he had imagined. He hadn't expected it to involve something like a cult. He had originally thought the other party was at most a gang or Ren Jing's political rivals.

"A cult?! Why are these cultists targeting you?"

Hearing Qin Shou's question, Ren Jing put down her wine glass, her expression becoming serious.

"My family is a prominent family in Yanjing, with deep influence in both political and military circles."

"Some members of my family have personally organized and led operations to encircle and suppress this 'Blood God Cult'."

"Due to the extensive and severe crackdown by Yanjing, this cult organization found it difficult to establish itself there. So, they gradually shifted their focus to other places, moving into more covert underground activities to secretly spread their teachings and expand their influence."

"Many of their core members, to evade investigation and continue expanding their influence, secretly came to City, planning to develop City into one of their bases."

Hearing this, Qin Shou had a general understanding of the situation and said:

"So, in City, you, the female mayor, happened to be there. You also received orders from your family to heavily suppress this cult organization locally in City, thus forming a deadly enmity with them."

"Old grudges and new grudges are being settled together, so they plan to retaliate against you, and I am just an unlucky person who got caught up in it unintentionally."

"That's right. I didn't expect you to be quite smart, grasping it so quickly."

Ren Jing nodded, her appreciation for Qin Shou growing.

"But I still don't understand why that person was so hard to kill. That was definitely not the physical quality of an ordinary person."

At this moment, Butler Fu, who had been silently standing by, suddenly spoke up out of the blue:

"Heh heh, young man, things in this world are not something you ordinary people can comprehend. There are many things you don't know, and even if you saw some things with your own eyes, you might not believe them."

With that, Butler Fu walked to the sofa and picked up a baseball bat leaning against the armrest. It was a solid wood baseball bat that looked very sturdy. Butler Fu gripped one end of the bat, took a deep breath, and then suddenly delivered a hand chop. With a crisp 'snap', the seemingly incredibly sturdy solid wood baseball bat broke in half.

Then, Butler Fu handed the broken half of the baseball bat to Qin Shou, a proud look on his face, and said somewhat smugly, "Young man, you try it too. See if you can do it."

"Okay, I'll try."

Qin Shou took the half of the baseball bat, took a deep breath, then swung a punch fiercely, hitting the remaining half of the baseball bat. There was another crisp 'snap', and the remaining half of the baseball bat also broke into two pieces, even more cleanly and effortlessly than when Butler Fu broke it.

"Doesn't look too difficult!"

Qin Shou shrugged, looking relaxed.

"Damn it! This kid..."

A glint flashed in Butler Fu's eyes. Seeing his attempt to show off backfire, his old face flushed slightly, and he cursed inwardly:

"Good kid, playing dumb to catch a tiger, aren't you? You hide it well!"

Butler Fu sneered:

"Heh heh, young man, born with divine strength! Not bad, not bad, a formidable youngster!"

"Let's not compare this, let's compare something else."

Butler Fu turned to Ren Jing and said:

"Young Miss, could I trouble you to pour me a glass of wine?"

"Of course."

Ren Jing nodded, casually picked up a clean wine glass, poured a glass of red wine, and placed it on the coffee table in front of her.

"Young man, watch closely!"

Butler Fu shouted, his Qigong sinking to his dantian, and struck out with an empty palm!

Qin Shou's expression tightened, feeling an invisible aura suddenly rise.

Then, Qin Shou saw the red wine in the glass begin to shake violently. In just a moment, the red wine in the stemmed glass shook with increasing amplitude and frequency. Suddenly, with a crisp 'bang', the stemmed glass exploded without any external contact! Glass shards and crimson red wine instantly splattered everywhere, scattering across the floor.

"Young Miss, it was my lapse in control just now. I hope I didn't hurt you!"

Butler Fu then realized that in his attempt to save face, he seemed to have used too much force and quickly bowed to apologize.