In the end, only one conscious person remained standing inside the room. It was the very same man whose head Yang Mingxia had smashed with the heavy glass bottle earlier.
"So, what exactly do you want to do now?" Qiao Meixia asked coldly, her eyes locking onto him with a piercing, lethal stare that sent sharp chills straight down his spine.
"I-I am leaving right now!" The man immediately stammered fearfully, his arrogant, tough-guy act completely evaporating into thin air after witnessing firsthand how terrifyingly capable and ruthless Qiao Meixia truly was.
The man quickly turned around on his heel, desperate to rush out of the room and save himself from further injury. However, Qiao Meixia's cold and commanding voice suddenly echoed out, stopping him dead in his tracks. He slowly turned around again to face her, his features pale and completely drained of all colour.
"Take your friends with you." Qiao Meixia ordered indifferently, her voice flat while gesturing toward the groaning, battered men lying scattered on the floor.
"H-Hey! Hurry up and help drag him out of here!" The injured leader immediately shouted at his kneeling companion, who was still clutching his shattered knee painfully and grimacing.
The kneeling man could only grit his teeth against the agony, forcing himself to stand upright despite the intense, throbbing pain. Together, stumbling and hurried, they dragged the completely unconscious man out of the private room as quickly as humanly possible. Soon, the entire pathetic, defeated group finally disappeared completely from view, leaving the dim hallway outside quiet and empty once again.
Only after the room became silent and peaceful again did Qiao Meixia slowly and carefully lower Yang Mingxia down onto the floor, allowing her to stand on her own two feet.
"What a pity." Yang Mingxia suddenly sighed dramatically, her expressive tone instantly shifting into something deeply melancholic and theatrical.
"Huh? Why?" Qiao Meixia asked while raising one eyebrow slightly, mildly amused at her friend's incredibly sudden change in mood.
"It is such a massive, tragic pity that you are not a man. If you were born a man, I would absolutely do everything humanly possible to marry you." Yang Mingxia said with complete, unblinking seriousness before letting out another loud, exaggerated sigh. "It is also deeply unfortunate that I am not a lesbian, because what you just did was unbelievably, staggeringly attractive."
Qiao Meixia did not bother to think too deeply about Yang Mingxia's shameless words. After all, she already knew very well from past experience that this woman had always behaved in an exaggerated, highly dramatic, and utterly shameless manner. It was simply who she was.
"Tell me, what is the actual deal we came here for?" Qiao Meixia asked directly, smoothly steering the conversation away from Yang Mingxia's playful nonsense and back toward serious business.
Yang Mingxia immediately laughed, her lively, bubbly mood returning completely in an instant.
"Well, the painting you finished was successfully sold to an anonymous, high-profile collector from Continent Q for a staggering, eye-watering two million dollars. The buyer was so profoundly impressed by your unique work that they are already hoping you can paint another custom, high-end piece for them as well." Yang Mingxia stated proudly, her sharp eyes sparkling with genuine excitement over the massive success of the deal.
"I might not be able to paint anything new for a while. If they are willing to wait, then fine... but if not..." Qiao Meixia trailed off without finishing her sentence, her gaze turning contemplative.
"Don't worry, I will inform him of your terms. He will probably agree to wait as long as it takes, because he has completely and utterly fallen in love with your specific style of painting." Yang Mingxia replied confidently, waving her hand dismissively. Then, her smile faded slightly as she suddenly remembered something else of vital importance. "Oh... by the way, I heard a rumour that Nine Hell recently made a sudden, aggressive move against the Wuyan Syndicate."
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