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After telling him her name, Li Zhiqiang nodded and said, "I'll just call you Xiao Lu."
With his hands behind his head and his shoes dragging along the floor, he spoke with a nonchalant attitude, "Xiao Lu, to be honest, your pathetic Ability is too weak. Just don't hold me back when we work tomorrow."
Lu Xiaoran shrugged, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
The two of them walked to Room 302 and unlocked the door with a key. Inside, Lu Xiaoran saw a middle-aged man wearing glasses and a young girl with her hair tied in a ponytail.
Recalling what Zhang Kai had said earlier, Lu Xiaoran realized that these two must be the Indigenous people he mentioned from the shelter. Those who could stay in this shelter were either wealthy or influential figures in Haitong.
After staring at the middle-aged man for a moment, Lu Xiaoran quickly recognized him as Huang Lianjiang, the well-known big boss in Haitong. The young girl standing beside him was presumably his daughter.
When Huang Yudie turned to look at Lu Xiaoran and Li Zhiqiang as they entered, she placed her hands on her hips, her brows furrowed in displeasure.
This girl was named Huang Yudie, the daughter of Huang Lianjiang. Ever since Fog Mountain Sanctuary was breached by those bandits two days ago, she had been locked in this room with her father. Fortunately, there were some food supplies in the room, so they hadn’t gone hungry during these two days. However, being trapped here for two whole days without being able to leave made Huang Yudie extremely frustrated. Now that she finally saw someone enter, she wanted to vent her anger.
Pointing at the two newcomers at the door, Huang Yudie shouted, "Are you guys out of your minds? Locking us up here for two days without letting us out! If anything happens to our health because of this, can you afford to take responsibility?"
Just as Huang Yudie was aggressively confronting them and pointing fingers, Li Zhiqiang suddenly dashed forward and slapped her hard across the face.
"Who do you think you're talking to?" he snapped.
Huang Yudie covered her swollen face in disbelief. Huang Lianjiang was a billionaire worth fifteen billion, and she was his daughter. In the past, wherever she went, she was always treated like royalty.
People always spoke to her with lowered heads and obedient expressions, carefully observing her mood. However, the person before her actually dared to slap her face, and Huang Yudie found it hard to believe.
"You... you dare to hit me? Do you know who my father is?"
Beside her, Huang Lianjiang was furious upon seeing his daughter being struck. He shouted sternly at Li Zhiqiang, "Who do you think you are? How dare you hit my daughter?"
Li Zhiqiang scoffed, raising his hand to deliver another slap to Huang Yudie's left cheek. "I did hit you. What are you going to do about it? Now both sides of your face are swollen; I’d say that’s symmetrical. Ha!"
Huang Lianjiang was both angry and frustrated as he rushed forward, intending to push Li Zhiqiang away from his daughter. But as soon as he reached out to touch Li Zhiqiang's body, he suddenly convulsed as if having a seizure.
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