School Beauty's Invincible Martial Expert

Xiao Han was stunned for a moment, then looked at Chen Xiaowu and said,, "No need."

Having said that, Xiao Han immediately closed his eyes to sleep.

Chen Xiaowu immediately felt she had made a fool of herself, pursed her lips, and said,, "Do I look that annoying to you?"

"Not really," Xiao Han shook his head, then said,, "But you should go back to your own seat, I want to rest now."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xiaowu felt even more aggrieved. No one had ever disliked her from childhood, and she had always had a large group of pursuers tirelessly chasing after her. However, she couldn't believe this guy was ignoring her. Chen Xiaowu felt her self-esteem was deeply hurt.

"You!" Chen Xiaowu bit her red lips, her eyes becoming teary,, and she turned her head and went back to her seat, muttering,, "Do you think I really like you?"

Once Chen Xiaowu left, Xiao Han's heart instantly calmed down.

At this moment, Young Master Mo came over from his seat and sat down in Xiao Han's place.

"Talking about what?" Young Master Mo asked with a grin.

"Nothing much, just some words of thanks!" Xiao Han laughed.

"Xiao Han, don't say I didn't warn you, you really shouldn't mess with this woman," Young Master Mo advised.

"You don't need to tell me that, I already know," Xiao Han nodded.

"Hmm," Young Master Mo smiled slightly, and said,, "When you get to the capital, you need to be more reserved in how you speak and your tone. In the capital, you could casually bump into ministers, and maybe an unassuming old man on the street could be a national leader. So always be cautious."

"Hmm!" Xiao Han nodded.

However, he deeply disdained the advice. In his view, those so-called rich and official second generations were nothing but parasites, mere boozers and gluttons. Such people, if not for their ancestors' machinations, how could they possess any power?

Xiao Han's mouth curved into a smile, the whole person appearing very composed.

After several hours of flight, the plane soon landed at Capital International Airport Terminal 2.

Back in the capital, Xiaobao suddenly looked imposing.

"Young Master Mo, I must treat you tonight!" Xiaobao clapped Young Master Mo on the shoulder and said,, "I owe it all to you this time. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to return safely today!"

"Don't mention it," Young Master Mo shook his head.

"Then... you guys have fun on your own, I need to go home first to report back to the old man," Xiaobao laughed.

"Hmm!" Young Master Mo nodded.

As for Xiao Han, Xiaobao really didn't care about him. In Xiaobao's view, Xiao Han didn't even qualify to carry his shoes. It was Young Master Mo who deserved to be his little follower.

Now that he had returned to the capital, Xiaobao felt he was back in his own territory and completely fearless of anyone. Just yesterday while in Myanmar, Xiaobao kept calling him "Brother Xiao Han" because he needed to rely on Xiao Han. Now, Xiao Han was of no use to him at all. So, ignoring him was fine.

The Wen family car drove directly onto the tarmac and took Xiaobao and Chen Xiaowu away from inside the airport tarmac.

As she was leaving, Chen Xiaowu said to Xiao Han,, "When I'm free, I can take you around the capital."

"Thank you!" Xiao Han nodded politely.

Watching the two get into the Mercedes and leave, the license plate started with Jing AG6. This license plate was extraordinarily significant.

In the capital at present, the car license plates used are Jing A, Jing B, Jing C, Jing E, Jing F, Jing G, Jing H, Jing J, and Jing K. Among them, Jing B is for taxis; Jing G is for suburban vehicles. The car plates in the capital are not divided by administrative regions but are sequentially assigned starting from Jing A, using up the numbers for one letter before moving to the next. Since letters D and I are easily confused with other letters, they are not used, and the sequence skips to the next letters. It has now reached L. Of course, O is for police vehicles, universally used across all provinces, including the capital.

From a car's plate, one could discern the extraordinary status of the car's owner.

Xiao Han glanced at the license plate and curiously asked,, "Who is this Xiaobao?"

"Don't ask!" Young Master Mo quietly warned him and said,, "Knowing too much is not good for you."

"Hmm!" Xiao Han responded.

Indeed, the capital is at the emperor's feet, at the root of the imperial city. Mixed with all sorts of people here, from high-ranking officials to the head of state down to ordinary citizens, you never know if a person you meet on the street might just be an official from the power department.

Thus, Xiao Han, being an ordinary person, naturally shouldn't get too involved with these second-generation officials, especially people like Xiaobao.

"Let's go," Young Master Mo smiled and said,, "Let me show you around."

"Where to?" Xiao Han asked.

"Hehe, you'll see once we get there!" Young Master Mo's mouth curved up in a mysterious smile.

"Uh..." Xiao Han looked puzzled.

Young Master Mo pulled Xiao Han out of the airport, and the two hailed a taxi and headed straight for the city.

Although Mo Shaocong was the son of a high-ranking provincial official, he held no significant power in the capital city. In the provincial city, Mo Shaocong's influence was substantial, but this was the capital. Mo Shaocong didn't have any special privileges here; he had to take a taxi just like anyone else.

Xiao Han had always harbored a question in his heart.

"Big brother," Xiao Han began.

"What is it?" Mo Shaocong turned to look at Xiao Han.

"You said… no matter what, you at least saved Xiaobao. Now, you personally brought him to the capital, and he just left you here alone. Both emotionally and logically, that doesn't make any sense," Xiao Han said, puzzled as he looked at Mo Shaocong.

"That's why I told you not to ask about his background or where he comes from," Mo Shaocong chuckled and said, "I can't afford to offend him, and you certainly can't either. Even those young masters who went with me to the provincial city for the underground boxing match can't afford to offend him either."

Hiss…

Upon hearing this, Xiao Han immediately gasped in shock.

Initially, Xiao Han thought Xiaobao might just be the son of a ministry-level or deputy ministry-level official, but now it seemed it was far more than that. Thinking any higher, Xiao Han dared not contemplate it any more. Could Xiaobao's family be from the military region? Perhaps his grandfather was a commander or a major general, or even a general?

In light of this, Xiao Han dared not think any further.

Indeed, just as Mo Shaocong had said, someone like that was beyond his or Xiao Han's means to deal with. If the family background wasn't from the military region, at the very least, there must be a deputy national-level official in the family. With this thought, Xiao Han felt even more apprehensive.

"Forget it," Xiao Han sighed, shaking his head, "All this is between you all, it doesn't concern me. This time, I'll just consider it a favor for big brother."

"Thinking that way is correct," Mo Shaocong nodded and said, "Whatever Xiaobao does to me is his business. I've helped him, and at least he owes me a favor."

"Hmm!" Xiao Han nodded.

"Such favors will come in handy sooner or later," Mo Shaocong laughed and said, "These days, financial debts are easy to repay, but favors are hard to settle."

The taxi soon arrived at Second Ring Road.

Apartment prices on Second Ring Road had already skyrocketed to over a hundred thousand per square meter, and if linked with a school district, they were even more staggeringly expensive. Compared to the average price in Linjiang City, which was less than ten thousand, apartments in the capital seemed like a rocket-fitted car—speeding uncontrollably and unstoppable.

"Where is this?" Xiao Han asked, puzzled.

"The Red Building." Mo Shaocong smiled slightly, both mysterious and longing.

"The Red Building?" Xiao Han was dumbfounded.

"Right," Mo Shaocong nodded, his voice enigmatic, "Come with me, and soon you'll see."

After that, Mo Shaocong walked towards a building across the street that looked like a traditional old building.

It was a building similar to an ancient brothel, with a golden plaque hanging at the entrance bearing the name: Red Building.

The entrance was eerily quiet, with no sign of people coming or going.

However, two security guards in black shirts and sunglasses stood at the door. Their hands crossed in front of their abdomens, standing rigidly, much like the sentries at the Provincial Committee Compound's entrance, surprisingly so.

Xiao Han followed Mo Shaocong towards the entrance.

At the door, Mo Shaocong took out a black card from his pocket and handed it over.

The other party took the card, then unclipped a card reader from his belt.

Beep…

A crisp sound followed, and the card reader immediately displayed information.

The security guards promptly bowed and said, "Young Master Mo, please come inside!"

"Let's go!" Mo Shaocong led Xiao Han inside.

The two security guards remained bowed until Mo Shaocong and Xiao Han had ascended the stairs; then they stood up straight again, resuming their rigid posture as if nothing had happened.

The two walked up the stairs to the second floor. The door on the second floor was a grand golden door, in front of which lay a large wool carpet, handmade and imported from Australia.

At the entrance, a girl dressed in a Qing dynasty porcelain-pattern cheongsam approached. She naturally took Mo Shaocong's arm and said, "Young Master Mo, it's been a long time since you've been here."

"Haha…" Mo Shaocong laughed, "Today, I'm taking my brother to broaden his horizons."

"Absolutely!" The girl nodded quickly, her gaze flirtatiously glancing at Xiao Han.

Xiao Han suddenly felt a tremor throughout his body.

This woman was anything but simple; one could tell from her gaze. This kind of allure wasn't developed overnight. Any ordinary man glancing at her might become addicted. Not only was she beautiful, but she also had an excellent figure, with the cheongsam outlining her features perfectly, sculpting a stunning silhouette. With a high front and arched back, the slit of the cheongsam allowed a perfect view of her smooth legs.