Hit the bulletproof glass, leaving a deep crack and rolled heavily to the ground.

Shi Ba flashed over and stomped on his head, curling her lips disdainfully: "Do you admit defeat?"

Qiao Yi spat out a mouthful of blood, staring at her in shock: "You... you were hiding your strength all along..."

Indeed, Shi Ba had been hiding her strength all this time. As a team leader of the Special Service of the National Security Department, he couldn’t even withstand one move from her. As she said, he’s nothing but a trash can...

Qiao Jiu and Qiao San widened their eyes in disbelief, looking at each other. Shi Ba defeated the leader with just one move; how strong she must be.

Qiao Jiu swallowed, recalling how he had confronted Shi Ba several times before, feeling a wave of fear.

"Appearances can be deceiving, Shi Ba has been playing the fool all along," Qiao San remarked while touching his chin.

"Do you admit defeat?" Shi Ba proudly lifted her chin.

Everyone in the Helian Family possesses extraordinary martial arts skills; these weaklings aren’t even worthy to carry her shoes. If not for protecting the young lady, would she endure all this in this lousy organization? And these people? They dared to push the young lady into the fire pit, Shi Ba had a mind to slaughter them.

Qiao Yi squinted coldly and asked: "Who exactly are you? What is your purpose in infiltrating our organization?"

"You guess. If you can guess, I’ll let you go," Shi Ba bent over, smiling, "Leader, aren’t you very smart? I’m all ears for your answer."

Shi Ba suddenly turned her eyes, narrowing them coldly, and swiftly made a move, a pistol falling into her hands. Shi Ba spun the pistol, threw a sidelong, half-smiling glance at the stunned Qiao Jiu.

"Trying to sneak attack your aunt? Better go back and practice for another hundred years."

Qiao Jiu’s cheeks flushed red, rushing forward empty-handed. Shi Ba didn’t even change her posture, throwing Qiao Jiu aside with just a few moves.

Disdainfully said: "With your third-rate skills, do you dare to show off in front of your aunt? Get lost."

"Shi Ba, what exactly do you want?" Qiao Yi coldly asked.

"I simply despise you all, and besides, my name’s not Shi Ba, it’s Qinglan, Helian Qinglan, remember your aunt’s name."

The Helian surname is a symbol of nobility within her family. She is Helian Qinglan, a martial arts prodigy second only to the Family Head.

"Helian Qinglan?" Qiao Yi’s pupils shrunk: "You... you are...?"

Shi Ba, no, Helian Qinglan, raised her slender brow, half-smiling: "What do you mean ’you’? My name sounds much better than that tedious codename."

The surname Helian is extremely unique; Qiao Yi had heard of it. There’s a mysterious ancient martial family taking Helian as the surname, always thought to be just a legend. But considering Shi Ba’s previously mystifying skills, he suddenly had a bold guess...

Steady footsteps approached as Qinglan lifted her eyes, seeing Yan Nanmo walking over, his gaze stopping on her.

She held Yan Nanmo in respect, as at least he is the future father-in-law of the young lady.

With a cough, Qinglan quickly settled her feet.

"Come with me," Yan Nanmo said to her and walked out.

Qinglan glanced at Qiao Yi, leaving a meaningful look, making Qiao Yi shiver with fear. Qinglan snorted coldly, turned around and left to follow Yan Nanmo.

"Miss Helian...."

"No need to be polite, Mr. Yan, just call me Qinglan. If Mr. Yan is concerned about the young lady, rest assured, she will not be in any danger."

Yan Nanmo thought to himself that the Helian Family truly exists in this world. Though he doesn’t know how Yun Ya is involved with this Helian Family, it doesn’t seem to be a bad thing.

Yan Nanmo pondered for a moment and said: "Can I meet your Family Head?"

Qinglan smiled: "Sorry, Mr. Yan, I don’t understand your words."