Yang Qingshu took Song Qing out of the room and arrived at the manor’s reception hall.

A small cocktail party was being held here, amidst bustling guests, including members of the Nawa Clan and outsiders like Yang Qingshu who came for the ancestral ceremony.

Yang Qingshu glanced around briefly, not recognizing anyone familiar.

"Qingshu, my grandfather just finished meeting guests and heard you were here; he wants to meet you!"

At this moment, Tongtai smiled as he walked through the crowd to Yang Qingshu and Song Qing.

"If the old man wants to meet me, it’s naturally something I wouldn’t miss."

Yang Qingshu laughed heartily upon hearing this.

"Then come with me!"

Tongtai finished speaking and walked ahead, leading the way.

Yang Qingshu held Song Qing’s hand and followed behind.

"Is Tongtai’s grandfather the patriarch of the Nawa Clan?"

Song Qing asked quietly.

"He used to be; he’s now passed the position of patriarch to Tongtai’s father."

Yang Qingshu explained in a low voice.

Song Qing nodded slightly, indicating she understood.

The three strolled through the reception hall and arrived at a side hall on the right.

"Grandfather, Qingshu is here!"

Tongtai entered the side hall and addressed an elderly man with white hair and beard.

Inside the side hall, aside from the elderly man, there were two other people, a man and a woman.

The man appeared to be in his forties, slightly overweight, sporting an old-fashioned greased hairstyle, making him look particularly greasy.

The woman, in contrast, seemed to be in her early thirties, wearing a backless evening dress, exuding a fiery sensuality.

Song Qing, following Yang Qingshu, cast a few discreet glances at the three in the side hall.

The old man and greasy man naturally had nothing noteworthy in their appearance.

Her gaze mainly focused on the woman.

Good heavens!

She suspected the woman had undergone some artificial enhancement, otherwise how could it be so outrageous?

"Dad, you’re definitely going to regret today’s decision!"

The greasy man was saying something to the old man.

Seeing Tongtai leading Yang Qingshu and Song Qing in, he immediately snorted angrily.

Then he pulled the alluring, sexy woman beside him, and left the side hall with a gloomy face.

Before leaving, he scrutinized Yang Qingshu twice with a furrowed brow, as if pondering something.

"You’re Qingshu, right?"

"I didn’t expect you to have grown so much!"

"When I went to Wulin back then, you were still a little boy chasing for candy!"

During his previous conversation with the greasy man, the old man had a look of displeasure.

But upon seeing Yang Qingshu, his demeanor instantly turned cheerful, smiling as he spoke.

"Grandfather Banhan, thank you for remembering me!"

Despite feeling awkward hearing this, Yang Qingshu still respectfully greeted him.

"Is your grandfather in good health?"

The old man asked again.

"Thanks to you, my grandfather’s health is quite robust."

Yang Qingshu promptly replied.

"Alas!"

The old man sighed, shaking his head with emotion, "I’m about your grandfather’s age."

"Now I’ve laid down family and business affairs, and focused on retirement."

"Didn’t expect your grandfather is still diligently working, Dragon Country’s environment surely nurtures people more!"

Yang Qingshu hurriedly responded, "That’s because Uncle Anhua has capability."

"If my dad and others were as impressive as Uncle Anhua, my grandfather wouldn’t be reluctant to relinquish control."

"Hahaha..."

Hearing this, the old man burst into laughter.

After laughing, he praised, "Qingshu, I didn’t expect you to be this eloquent!"

Then, he looked at Song Qing beside Yang Qingshu and asked, "Qingshu, who is this young lady?"

"Ah, forgot to introduce..."

"This is my girlfriend, Song Qing!"

Yang Qingshu made a quick introduction.

"Hello, Miss Song!"

The old man smiled and greeted Song Qing.

"Grandfather Banhan, nice to meet you!"

Song Qing replied with a sweet smile.

"Ah... ah..."

Just as the old man was about to speak, several women’s screams suddenly came from the adjacent reception hall.

Followed by a "bang" of gunfire.

The elderly man and Tongtai’s expressions immediately changed upon hearing the gunshot.

"Qingshu, Tongtai, help me out!"

The old man frowned and instructed.

"Yes, grandfather!"

Tongtai hurriedly stepped forward to assist the old man.

Seeing this, Yang Qingshu also quickly stepped in to lend a hand.

When the four stepped out of the side hall and entered the reception hall, the once bustling cocktail party had become chaotic.

Those men and women in suits and evening dresses were running around like headless flies.

On the ground lay a man’s corpse.

The man held a pistol, but his chest bore a gunshot wound.

The shot accurately hit the man’s heart, claiming his life. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

"What is happening here?"

Leaning on a cane, the old man frowned, angrily demanding answers.

"Father, this man somehow snuck in!"

"While everyone was drinking and chatting, he suddenly pulled out a gun from his chest."

"Luckily, Kun reacted swiftly, firing first and killing him with one shot."

A middle-aged man about forty years old, with a long face, stepped up to explain to the old man.

"Kun, is that the case?"

After hearing this, the old man nodded, then turned to look at a cold-faced young man nearby.

"Yes!"

The cold-faced youth nodded slightly and said solemnly, "Old man, I checked the body just now."

"I found a tiger tattoo on his left wrist, likely a member of the Cyan Tiger Gang."

"Cyan Tiger Gang?"

Upon hearing these words, the old man’s brow furrowed deeper.

The middle-aged man also frowned, "Our family and the Cyan Tiger Gang have always kept to ourselves."

"How dare they come here to cause trouble?"

"No idea!"

The cold-faced young man shook his head candidly.

"What is the Cyan Tiger Gang?"

Song Qing quietly asked Yang Qingshu.

Yang Qingshu had no idea about the Cyan Tiger Gang or White Tiger Gang.

Just as he was about to shake his head, Tongtai quietly explained beside him, "The Cyan Tiger Gang is a gang operating in Sheng Mei and surrounding cities."

"This Cyan Tiger Gang profits from smuggling arms and illicit goods, hence their notorious reputation."

"However, they have ties to a certain military figure in northern Talan, so they have never been eliminated by authorities."

"Our Nawa Clan has never interacted with the Cyan Tiger Gang; as we say in Dragon Country, our paths do not cross!"

"Don’t know why tonight, the Cyan Tiger Gang decided to cause trouble here..."

After explaining, Tongtai also appeared puzzled.

Yang Qingshu and Song Qing nodded in unison after listening.

"Grandfather, uncle, I heard the gunshot, what happened here?"

At that moment, a tall, blonde girl entered everyone’s view.