"Let's head to Dongpu," Qin Heng said casually to the woman.

The woman started the red BMW and looked at Qin Heng beside her with a puzzled gaze, slightly surprised by his demeanor, but she quickly regained her composure and smiled. "No wonder you're a martial arts master who has mastered Hidden Force at such a young age—skillful and bold."

"Hidden Force? I thought you were here for compensation for your sports car," Qin Heng said with a light chuckle, taking the chance to look over the woman.

She appeared to be in her twenties, with delicate features and light makeup, her wavy hair tipped with faint gold. She wore a black off-shoulder chiffon dress, her fair shoulders as smooth as jade, and her bust pronounced and well-defined. Her calves, revealed beneath her dress, were smooth and pale, complementing her black sandals. This was a high-value beauty.

"A mere two million for a sports car is nothing compared to the company of a Hidden Force master. I'm more inclined towards the latter," the woman said, her lips curving into a gentle, utterly enchanting smile.

She took out a light golden business card and handed it to Qin Heng, smiling. "Let me introduce myself. I'm Chen Qingzhu, Vice President of Yue Feng Fight Club. And how may I address you?"

Qin Heng took the card, gave it a brief glance, and put it in his pocket. "You can call me Qin Xuantian."

"Are you affiliated with the Taoist community?" Chen Qingzhu exclaimed in surprise. "Xuantian sounds more like a Taoist name than an actual name," she inquired.

"It's just a name, no need to dwell on it," Qin Heng said with a smile, then added, "You're not here just to give me a lift, right? If you have something to say, why not be straightforward?"

"Do you know about the US-China Youth Martial Arts Exchange?" Chen Qingzhu got straight to the point. "America has sent six young masters under twenty-five to Tianhai for a visit, where they will hold a martial arts exchange and challenge six of Tianhai's young masters."

"Hmm, sounds interesting. I'll buy a ticket to watch when the time comes," Qin Heng nodded with a smile, then continued, "Or are you trying to get some investment out of me?"

"...??" Chen Qingzhu was immediately lost.

What was he talking about?

As the Vice President herself, personally offering him a ride, would she be doing it just to get him as a spectator?

Moreover, at his age, he's clearly a high school student. Even if he's skilled in martial arts, what money would he have to invest?

"Mr. Xuantian is joking, surely." After all, Chen Qingzhu was not an ordinary person; she quickly adjusted her attitude and continued, "I want to invite you to participate in this martial arts exchange. Among the six Americans, there are two with a B-level, equivalent to our Hidden Force.

"And in Tianhai, there's only one person under twenty-five with Hidden Force. Even the strongest among the others are only at the peak of Open Force, which puts us at a disadvantage compared to America. If you could join, it would make us evenly matched.

"It's an opportunity to bring honor to our country. Defeating the American competitors on the stage—it would be your glory, as well as the nation's. You're strong, so you should participate.

"Of course, if you represent our club, we won't let you down. We'll certainly provide you with corresponding remuneration: three million for showing up, and an additional one million for every match you win!"

"I'm not interested in competing with them," Qin Heng said indifferently.

His eyes were half-closed, as if he was resting, completely unconcerned with what Chen Qingzhu was saying.

"Why don't you want to participate?" Chen Qingzhu asked instinctively.

She hadn't expected Qin Heng to refuse so outright.

Whether it was national honor or a huge cash prize, weren't those the very things a boy of his age would desire the most?

Moreover, those dedicated to martial arts usually harbored a desire to compete and spar. With the belief that 'there is no second in martial arts,' wouldn't anyone jump at the chance to prove their strength?

So why was this Qin Xuantian as indifferent as an old Taoist, completely unburdened by fame and fortune?

"I said I wasn't interested in competing with them, but that doesn't mean I'm unwilling to attend the exchange," Qin Heng said with a smile. "They're too weak to be worthy of facing me. However, I can go to your club and coach a bit. This will help your people become stronger, and consider it my way of returning the favor for this ride."

"You're not going to fight, but you want to coach?" Chen Qingzhu was taken aback, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. "It's manageable for our Open Force members, but I'm afraid the one with Hidden Force might not agree."

"He will agree," Qin Heng said indifferently. "Having me impart some guidance is a blessing he couldn't cultivate in several lifetimes. He should be grateful, not refuse."

In his past life in the Immortal realm, countless deities and immortals pleaded for his guidance in cultivation, as numerous as the sands of the Ganges. Even Daluo Golden Immortals and Buddhas were willing to kneel for a long time just for a word of advice.

Now, mere mortals can receive his teachings. Even if it's the most elementary basics, that's enough to make all the heavenly deities envious.

Chen Qingzhu didn't quite know how to respond for a moment. This young man is a bit too arrogant, she thought. After pondering for a bit, she smiled and said, "Mr. Xuantian truly has an impressive air about him. How about I send someone to pick you up tomorrow morning at 9 o'clock to come and see our club?"

"No need for someone else, you can come yourself," Qin Heng shook his head lightly. "I'm doing you a favor, not your club. The others don't have the privilege to meet me."

"..." Chen Qingzhu fell silent for a moment, her eyebrows knitting together as she lightly bit her lip. Eventually, she nodded. "Fine, early tomorrow morning, I'll come to pick you up personally. Where shall we meet?"

"Let's meet here," Qin Heng looked out the window. "I'm getting off here today, and I can get on here tomorrow."

"Alright," Chen Qingzhu nodded. "Then I'll stop ahead on the roadside."

"No need to stop, I can just get out here," Qin Heng said nonchalantly, simultaneously opening the car door and jumping out.

BANG!

The car door closed automatically. Chen Qingzhu, who was driving, was stunned and instinctively glanced at the rearview mirror.

She saw Qin Heng standing steadily on the ground. With a sudden leap, he crossed over ten meters in an instant, landing on the sidewalk. After a few more swift movements, he was out of sight.

"My car was going over seventy kilometers per hour just now..." A look of disbelief crossed Chen Qingzhu's face, as though she had seen a ghost. To her, Qin Heng's performance was simply incredible. It dealt a major shock to her common sense and understanding.

To jump from a car moving at over seventy kilometers per hour and land as if unaffected by inertia, standing steadily on the ground, defied all logic.

"Moreover, when he opened the car door, I didn't feel any wind come in." Chen Qingzhu glanced at a box of tissues next to her. She remembered clearly that when Qin Heng opened the car door, the protruding part of a tissue hadn't even moved.

"Such martial prowess is truly astonishing and defies the norms!" Chen Qingzhu's eyes flickered with surprise and uncertainty. Any dissatisfaction she had felt at Qin Heng's request for her to pick him up personally evaporated.

Such a martial arts expert is probably far beyond ordinary Hidden Force, and so young too! No form of reception would be too grand for him!

Qin Heng moved swiftly, his pace so quick that to others it might seem he could shrink distances to mere inches.

The place where he got off was actually more than ten kilometers from his home, but covering more than ten meters in a single step, it took him just over ten minutes to reach his doorstep.

It was now 11 o'clock at night.

As expected, the lights were still on in the villa.

"It looks like Little Yun and Ran Ran are staying up late playing games again. That won't do; I need to properly teach them a lesson," Qin Heng thought, a faint smile on his face. Returning home always gave him an inexplicably warm feeling.

However, upon opening the door and stepping into the villa's hall, the scene before him suddenly made him stop in his tracks.