Sister Hong was also somewhat speechless due to Wu Yang's serious nonsense, forcing a laugh she said, 'Young man, you misunderstood, we really weren't peeking at you, we just happened to pass by. By the way, you haven't answered my previous question, did you really sit on this mountaintop all night?' At this point, how could she not know that she had misunderstood last night? The person wasn't deliberately acting out of the ordinary to attract her attention, but was truly practicing. Speaking of which, there probably isn't anyone foolish enough to sit in the mountains for a night, just for the sake of getting a smile from her, seeking an opportunity to strike up a conversation with her beautiful face. 'So it wasn't intentional peeking...' Wu Yang stroked his chin, his eyes rolling around, occasionally raising his eyebrows to glance at Sister Hong, almost drooling on the floor, looking so lecherous. 'Bastard!' The two bodyguards were thoroughly angry. As the saying goes, 'The servant dies for the master,' Sister Hong is more than just a master to them. She is almost like the Goddess of Mercy, a living Bodhisattva. Without a word, the two rolled up their sleeves, ready to confront the person. But at that moment, a even more terrifying scene suddenly appeared, nearly scaring the two bodyguards, Ah Dong, to wet themselves on the spot. They saw that the shameless kid wasn't satisfied with just watching, he actually approached. 'Stop!' 'Damn it, you've got some nerve!'

Dong and his companion's eyes were nearly splitting, their faces almost pale with terror, while the main character, Sister Hong, was completely dumbfounded at this moment. As she watched the fiery hand drawing closer and closer to her neck, her pretty face flushed with anger. However, having weathered many storms, she didn't show any trace of fear in her eyes despite the rage in her heart. Instead, she looked at Wu Yang, who was approaching, as if he were a dead man. After what seemed like an eternity, Wu Yang's hand finally reached Sister Hong's lapel and gently plucked off a white button, holding it in his palm. At the same instant, two dark objects extended from behind, firmly pressing against Wu Yang's forehead. 'Scum! Dare to move an inch, and believe me, I'll kill you!'

A-Dong poked Wu Yang's forehead with the muzzle of his gun and said fiercely. Wu Yang seemed to completely ignore A-Dong's threat, still wearing a smiling face. 'No one dares to joke like this in front of me, and being young is not an excuse for your recklessness. If you can't give a reasonable explanation for your actions just now, don't blame me...' Sister Hong's emotionless voice stopped abruptly as she was speaking. She was surprised to see Wu Yang pick up a button with two fingers and gently squeeze it. With a 'crack', the button broke into two pieces, revealing not plastic fiber powder, but a metal detector the size of a mung bean. 'What is this...' Sister Hong's face changed, like a goldfish that had been slapped ashore by a big wave, her bright red lips wide open, her eyes full of shock and amazement. 'Type NGF mini eavesdropping device, specially for agents. Don't underestimate such a small pea-sized device. It can sell for at least one hundred thousand US dollars on the international black market, and it's in high demand but hard to purchase.' Wu Yang scratched his scalp and humorously put the pea-sized eavesdropping device back into Sister Hong's coat pocket. 'It seems that Sister Hong's husband cares about you a lot, willing to spend so much money on you. You should cherish it... By the way, can we stop thinking about peeping at guys? Although I admit, we do look quite charming, haha...' He deliberately emphasized the word 'peeping', making hisThe irony is self-evident。sarcasm obvious.

Then, under the fluctuating expressions of red and white on Hong Jie and her two companions, he walked away with his hands behind his back, laughing heartily. ... Wu Yang had not walked far when he heard a rush of footsteps from behind. Without turning around, he knew it was the bodyguard named 'A Dong' who had caught up. 'I say, are you ever going to stop?' Wu Yang's attitude was very bad, but A Dong seemed to have transformed into a completely different person. He stopped three meters away and smiled politely, 'No, young brother, please don't misunderstand, we mean no harm. It's Miss Hong who sent me to ask if you have time tonight? She would like to invite you to dinner...' 'Tonight?' Wu Yang was about to refuse outright, as today was the first day he planned to report to Hengdong University. Whenever one arrives at a new place, it is essential to familiarize oneself with the environment, a basic quality of a qualified mercenary. Who knew where he would be lingering in the evening? But as the words reached his lips, he hesitated for a moment and did not close the matter completely, 'I'll see!' 'Alright then, we will be waiting respectfully for your presence tonight!' A Dong was overjoyed and respectfully offered a business card, 'Just call this number when the time comes, we will have a car come to pick you up. By the way, would it be convenient for you to leave a contact number? If it's really not possible, QQ or WeChat would also work.' 'QQ or WeChat? What the heck are those?'

Wu Yang looks to be in his early twenties, but he has been roaming the mercenary fields for the past five years, living a life of licking blood off the blade. Where would he have the time to play with these two globally popular Central Plains instant messaging apps? However, in the end, he still left a phone number for Ah Dong. Anyway, the number of people who know about his identity as the Sharp Blade Hidden Dragon could be counted on one hand globally, and the phone he is using now was newly bought after returning to the Central Plains, so there is no need to worry about his identity being exposed at all. ... 'How did it go? Did you get the phone number?' Looking at Ah Dong, who ran back excitedly, Sister Hong asked with some nervousness. 'I got it. At first, the kid was a bit annoyed, but after my persistent pestering, he finally left me his contact number.' As he spoke, Ah Dong's face suddenly fell, and with a grave expression, he asked Sister Hong, 'Sister Hong, I've always felt that there's something odd about this kid. Do you think this could be a trap set in advance? Could he be deliberately attracting your attention in this way?'

Taking the phone number handed over by A Dong, Sister Hong looked at it carefully before treasuring it and putting it into her coat pocket. She then sighed and said, 'Regardless of whether it was a pre-arranged trap, this person is quite important to our current situation. And look over there...' Sister Hong was referring to a large tree that had been broken in the middle not far away, the very one that Wu Yang had punched and broken to test his strength after waking up earlier. All three of them had witnessed this scene before. To be honest, whether it was the two bodyguards A Dong or Sister Hong herself, they were all practitioners who had practiced martial arts for over a decade. Despite the shocking strength shown by Wu Yang's punch, they didn't really take it to heart.