Shen Xinhe felt displeased, but she didn't want to make a big fuss. She just said calmly to the people blocking her way.

"This is a public area. What right do you have to restrict my freedom?"

The two men scanned Shen Xinhe's impressive figure with aggressive eyes, especially her astonishing beauty that almost made them drool.

One of them said lecherously.

"Just because the Blood Flood Dragon Group is conducting affairs here today, the name Blood Flood Dragon Group sets the rules in Qin Province."

"Unauthorized persons are not allowed to approach Wei River Lake, or they'll be killed without mercy."

"Killed without mercy?"

Shen Xinhe sneered.

She was certainly aware of the reputation of the Blood Flood Dragon Group, but for her, it wasn't enough to cause fear.

The Haiseng Group evolved from the Sea Dragon Association, which was once Huaxia's largest organization. Even after its dissolution, the Haiseng Group remains the country's largest shipping company. Added with her current martial arts cultivation, she was at the pinnacle and would not retreat.

"I can clearly see people on the Storm and Rain Gallery Bridge, why am I not allowed to go up?"

"Those are the leaders of various groups and martial arts masters. They were personally invited by our Blood Flood Dragon Group's Chairman to witness the event. Can you compare to them?"

"However, if you sleep with us tonight, I might open a back door for you and quietly let you go up to take a look."

"Smack."

As the member of the Blood Flood Dragon Group finished speaking, he received a fierce slap from Shen Xinhe, which drew blood from his mouth and made him step back.

"You, how dare you hit me, you ungrateful bitch, you don't know what's good for you. Brothers, someone's causing trouble, arrest her."

Suddenly, a dozen Blood Flood Dragon Group members crowded towards Shen Xinhe.

"Scram, who dares to lay hands on our Miss?"

Shen Zhong stood in front of Shen Xinhe, simultaneously whispering reproachfully to her.

"Miss, didn't we agree just to wander around without attracting attention?"

"A bunch of dogs that need to be beaten, let me help their Chairman teach them a lesson."

Shen Xinhe's tone was displeased.

In fact, Shen Zhong standing up wasn't to protect Shen Xinhe, but to prevent those Blood Flood Dragon Group members from sending themselves to death.

The current situation of the Haiseng Group is not good, or rather quite poor, hence the intent to cooperate with the Flying Fox Sect. The Blood Flood Dragon Group is also a formidable second-rate organization in Huaxia. At the moment, becoming hostile with them isn't wise for the Haiseng Group.

"Old man, how dare you meddle?"

The small leader who was hit said irritably to his companions.

"Brothers, attack, kill this old man, and then tie up the little girl. Let's all enjoy together."

"Bastard."

At this moment, as the battle was about to break out and Shen Xinhe planned to kill, a furious shout came from the side.

The few people instinctively turned their heads, and saw a pair of young men and women, surrounded by guards, heading towards the entrance of the Storm and Rain Gallery Bridge.

The leading man was strong, with fierce features and a tiger-like aura. Between his brows, there was a more apparent murderous air, with a stable presence. Despite being just over thirty, he had Qi Condensation Realm cultivation, quite strong in today's martial arts world.

Walking alongside the man was a girl of few years, about eighteen or nineteen, with pigtails. Naive yet already a budding beauty, surely to become a stunning national evildoer with a couple more development years.

It was Xu Xiaomeng.

Beside Xu Xiaomeng closely followed a noblewoman dressed in a plain-colored qipao, approximately thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old, still charming, swaying her waist mesmerizingly while walking. But an unseen majesty and dominance leaked from her, preventing thoughts of disrespect.

Clearly, a martial artist at Qi Transformation Early Stage.

Apparently acting as Xu Xiaomeng's bodyguard.

But at this moment, Xu Xiaomeng's face was bitter, her expression anxious, her appearance haggard, eyes swollen and red, evidently having trouble sleeping and often shedding tears recently.

"Aunt Gui, please help Little Shan brother. He saved my dad's life and took care of me for so long. He's a great benefactor to our family. I can't just watch him in danger. Please help."

Xu Xiaomeng tearfully pleaded to the noblewoman beside her in a low voice.

The noblewoman known as Aunt Gui sighed helplessly and said.

"Little Meng, haven't I told you already? Your father just returned to the organization with unstable foundations, right at the critical moment of vying for the organization's leadership. His sending me back home was first to find you, and second to seek opportunities for cooperation with large domestic organizations."

"If we become hostile with the Blood Flood Dragon Group now, it won't be good for your dad."

"What your dad has to do is equally fraught with danger, where even a slightest error could lead to total ruin."

"I know about that boy between you two, but you can't ignore your dad for him, can you?"

Aunt Gui's words weighed heavily.

Instantly, Xu Xiaomi bit her lip, hung her head low, stopped speaking, and silently cried.

Yes, on one hand there's her biological father, and on the other her beloved man. The choice is truly difficult.

By now, the fierce man had brought Xu Xiaomeng to the entrance of the bridge.

"Greetings, young master."

The small leader, who had previously been arrogant and angry, immediately became extremely submissive upon seeing the fierce man, displaying a complete lackey demeanor.