The flight landed, and Qin Heng grabbed his backpack and walked towards the aircraft exit.
Qu Linglong stood at the gate, her pure and beautiful face adorned with a sweet smile, watching Qin Heng leave.
They had just added each other as WeChat friends, and they had already agreed to meet for a meal in Tianhai City when Qu Linglong was off work.
It was Qu Linglong who had suggested this, as a way to thank Qin Heng for his help.
...
「Tianhai Dongpu International Airport.」
Qin Heng, dressed in a blue tracksuit and a white shirt, carrying his backpack, walked out. He took a deep breath before gently shaking his head.
Places with lots of people really do lack Heavenly Essence.
The Heavenly Essence on modern Earth was already scarce, mostly concentrated in high altitudes or deep forests—places rarely touched by humans. In an international metropolis like Tianhai, it was normal for the Heavenly Essence to be sparse.
However, other people didn't know Qin Heng was lamenting the lack of Heavenly Essence. His current deep-breathing pose made him look like a country bumpkin who'd never seen the world.
"It's hilarious! This kid must be from the countryside, right? Coming to our Tianhai, wanting to breathe in the air of a big city, just to pretend to be a city person?"
"Hehehe, if you ask me, this bumpkin should kneel down and kiss the soil of our Tianhai. Only then can he be infused with the essence of a big city! Hahaha!"
Whispers of mockery came from every direction.
Qin Heng was now at the peak of Qi Refinement. Even without using Divine Sense, his five senses were nearly at the human limit. As long as he wished, he could detect every movement within a radius of about two kilometers.
He didn't care at all about their mockery.
They're just a bunch of ants I could crush with a wave of my hand, not even qualified to make me pay attention.
Qin Heng took out a Xiaomi 6 phone and checked the time. 10:13 AM. Two minutes left. He then looked around, as if searching for someone.
Xiaomi phones were a Daqin Group product, so it was only natural for him to support his family's business.
However, when the people around saw Qin Heng using a Xiaomi phone, their expressions turned even more disdainful, their gazes filled with contempt.
In their eyes, Qin Heng had already become synonymous with "broke."
A middle-aged woman was advising her young and pretty daughter, "My girl, you must choose your partner wisely in the future. You can't end up with such a loser."
"Mom, rest assured, even if a country bumpkin like him groveled at my feet, it would be useless." The young woman shrugged, glanced at Qin Heng with disdain, and said, "Just look at this guy; he's obviously a migrant worker who came to Tianhai from the countryside. He's probably earning a measly five or ten thousand yuan a month, no different from a beggar."
BUZZ!
Just then, a Lexus LS drove up from afar, coming to a stop in front of Qin Heng.
The surrounding crowd couldn't help but turn their attention to the car.
After all, a luxury car worth over six million yuan was a rare sight, even in Tianhai City.
Then, a beautiful girl emerged from the car. She had a delicate, pretty face and exquisite features. She wore a white short-sleeved shirt and denim shorts, revealing her fair arms and long legs. Her outfit accentuated her perfect, curvaceous figure.
An absolute beauty!
The eyes of many men around were fixed on her.
"Young Master Qin, you're back?" The girl opened the passenger door, smiling. "I'm not late this time, am I?"
"You arrived ten seconds early, so I'll let you off this time." Qin Heng smiled. Amidst the disbelieving stares of the crowd, he got into the passenger seat, and the door closed with a THUD.
The girl also got into the car, closed her door, started the engine, and drove the Lexus LS, carrying Qin Heng away from Dongpu International Airport.
Silence! Complete silence!
The area outside Dongpu International Airport fell completely silent; you could have heard a pin drop.
Almost everyone was dumbfounded as they watched the Lexus drive away.
Recalling Qin Heng getting into the car with the stunningly beautiful female driver, and then remembering their own earlier words…
How incredibly embarrassing! This is a slap in the face, right here and now!
"Oh my God! That kid was actually a rich second-generation!" The middle-aged woman who was previously lecturing her daughter immediately beat her chest and stomped her feet in regret. She collapsed to the ground and began to wail.
"What a great opportunity wasted!" The young woman was also so angry she stamped her foot. The rich young master in the Lexus had just slipped through her fingers, and she was on the verge of tears.
...
Qin Heng sat leisurely in the genuine leather passenger seat of the Lexus, fiddling with the young girl's phone and flipping through her selfies. He teased, "Ran Ran, all these selfies of yours, they're filtered, right? They're too pretty to be real."
The girl's name was Song Ningran. She was nineteen years old and a sophomore history major at East China Normal University. She was also a tenant in Qin Heng's family home, where she worked as their head chef and as a tutor for Qin Heng's younger sister, Qin Yun.
Moreover, when Qin Heng was out traveling, she was responsible for picking up and dropping off Qin Yun from school. He had casually provided Song Ningran with this Lexus for driving Qin Yun.
Song Ningran shot Qin Heng a look and chuckled. "I always take my selfies without makeup or filters, so don't make baseless assumptions. Anyway, what are you looking for?"
Although Song Ningran and Qin Heng had a landlord-tenant relationship, they were only two years apart in age. Having spent a lot of time together, they had naturally become friends who could joke around freely.
"I heard girls like to take selfies after a shower. I was just wondering if you have that habit," Qin Heng teased playfully.
After all, he wasn't an Immortal who had cultivated for thousands or tens of thousands of years. Whether in his past life or this one, he was still just a teenager under twenty, with a very lively mind.
"You're dead meat!" Song Ningran, still just a nineteen-year-old maiden, blushed crimson at Qin Heng's teasing.
If she hadn't been driving, she would have snatched the phone right away.
RING RING RING...
Suddenly, the phone rang. Qin Heng glanced at the caller ID, which displayed "Meng Huihui."
Wearing a Bluetooth headset, Song Ningran lightly pressed it to answer the call. Her slender eyebrows knitted slightly. After glancing at Qin Heng and gently shaking her head, she said, "Huihui, I still have some things to take care of, so I can't make it this time."
A noisy background and a female voice came from the headset: "Ran Ran, that's not really okay, is it? You're the president of our drama club. How can our club's celebration go on without you, huh?"
Then, a male voice chimed in: "Ran Ran, you're the star of our drama performance this time. You absolutely have to come! Emperors KTV, Platinum Suite 001. There's a surprise!"
"But..." Song Ningran still hesitated, wanting to take Qin Heng home first.
"Don't refuse. Go ahead," Qin Heng said with a smile and a nod. "I'll go with you."