Seeing Song Qiao's demeanor, everyone present couldn't help but secretly marvel at his boldness.
Song Qiao did not possess the noble background of Ye Zhiwei.
If he truly confronted Li Bingqing, in front of these prominent families, he would likely die without even knowing how.
"Bold!"
Seeing that Song Qiao still dared to make a move, Li Bingqing's anger surged.
Today, the Li family's dignity had been repeatedly challenged, causing her to completely lose her patience.
"Ye Zhiwei, you were the one who refused to give me face first, so don't blame me for being impolite today."
"A'kui, go up and teach this brat a harsh lesson, then make him kneel before me."
After speaking, Li Bingqing suddenly turned her head and commanded the hulking man in the corner.
"Yes, Miss."
The hulking man called A'kui responded, took off his sunglasses, and sneered.
"Song Qiao, is it? You can still kneel down now. Otherwise, when I make my move, I'll break your legs."
As A'kui spoke, he brandished his fist menacingly at Song Qiao. He was significantly taller than Song Qiao, at least two meters tall, and his muscular physique exuded an imposing aura.
"Showy but useless, no match for a single blow."
Song Qiao glanced at him and commented dismissively.
"You're damn well looking for death!"
A'kui was instantly enraged and lunged at Song Qiao.
"Bang."
The next second, Song Qiao met his fist with his own.
"Song Qiao, you pretentious fool, you're dead today."
Seeing Song Qiao's overconfident attitude, Su Lan chuckled triumphantly, as if she could already see Song Qiao kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.
Just as everyone, like Su Lan, believed Song Qiao was doomed, A'kui stumbled back several steps.
Immediately, a numbing sensation spread through his entire arm.
In that single exchange, he realized that Song Qiao was definitely a master, his strength no less than his own.
"Brat, you fight well, but what good is fighting? Take this!"
As A'kui spoke, he actually pulled a dagger from his waist and lunged at Song Qiao.
Seeing the opponent's all-out, life-risking fighting style, Xia Yuqing cried out in alarm.
"Song Qiao, be careful."
"Brother-in-law, dodge quickly!"
The two sisters' faces turned pale, and they closed their eyes in despair.
They could already see the scene of Song Qiao bleeding profusely.
"Li Bingqing, make your man stop immediately."
"If anything happens to Song Qiao today, I will make sure your Li family is wiped out."
Xia Yuqing even rushed forward desperately, wanting to shield Song Qiao.
However, in the next second, another unexpected event occurred.
Instead of dodging, Song Qiao moved forward. The moment the knife was about to touch him, he suddenly sidestepped, then grabbed his wrist with his left hand.
With his right hand, he casually picked up a fruit knife from the dining table.
He gently pressed it against A'kui's neck, a cruel smile appearing on his face.
The opponent's desperate attack had already ignited his ferocity; he had completely disregarded life and death.
"You want to kill me? Come on, I'll give you the chance."
Song Qiao suddenly let go, pressing the opponent's knife against his own stomach.
"Come on, stab me!"
"Today, I'll play with you properly. Now, if you have the guts, try it."
"See if this knife can slit your throat before you stab me to death."
Song Qiao's tone grew colder and colder, eventually devoid of any emotion.
His chilling tone, coupled with his cruel smile and the cold tip of the blade, almost caused A'kui's mind to collapse.
His hair stood on end, goosebumps prickled his skin, and he desperately wanted to tremble but dared not move.
He was just an ordinary bodyguard for the Li family, accustomed to bullying ordinary people with his physique. He had never witnessed such a scene before.
"Scared now?"
Song Qiao smiled at him and took another step forward.
"Come on, weren't you very arrogant just now? Make a move, one life for another, you won't be at a disadvantage."
"No, no, no, don't do anything rash."
Although A'kui was much taller than Song Qiao, he was completely outmatched in terms of aura.
The bold fear the reckless. Everyone has only one life, and not everyone can possess Song Qiao's determination to charge forward, his courage to face death.
With every step Song Qiao took forward, A'kui instinctively took a step back.
"A'kui, kill him! Our Li family will not treat you unfairly."
Li Bingqing, seeing her bodyguard losing his nerve, roared from the side.
In her opinion, trading A'kui's life for Song Qiao's was an absolute bargain. At most, they would have to pay more in compensation later.
Her inhumane words caused everyone present to change their expressions, their gazes towards Li Bingqing filled with apprehension and disdain.
It's easy to be generous when it's not your life on the line.
Even the loyal Su Lan's expression was somewhat unnatural.
These people had worked diligently for the Li family, but in their eyes, they were probably just pawns that could be discarded at any time.
As long as it served the family's interests, they could be sacrificed at any moment. What was the difference between that and a guard dog?
However, A'kui was not so loyal to the Li family. His own life was at stake, and he was already terrified and bewildered.
"If you don't dare to act, why are you holding it there?"
Song Qiao had already cornered the opponent. His eyes were bloodshot, making him look more like a desperado than a desperado.
In his previous life, it was precisely this ruthlessness towards enemies and even greater ruthlessness towards himself that had allowed him to build a commercial empire.
In this life, he had the burden of family and had already restrained himself somewhat.
But now, that ferocity had been reawakened.
"Song Qiao, calm down. Please don't be impulsive."
"Both of you, put down your knives. Let's talk properly."
Xia Yuqing, seeing that the opponent was showing signs of giving up, had just breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Song Qiao became even more aggressive, as if he wished the other person would stab him.
"Clang"
A'kui could no longer endure the pressure. He let go, and the knife clattered to the ground.
"Brother, you've won. Please spare my life."
A'kui trembled like a sieve, completely giving up resistance.
"Hmph, if you don't have the guts, why were you so arrogant?"
Song Qiao snorted coldly.
"I can spare your life, but you have to kneel down for me right now!"
This roar made the previously arrogant A'kui's face turn pale.
He painfully turned his head to look at Li Bingqing.
He found that his master remained unmoved, her gaze towards him even carrying a hint of blame. He immediately lost all hope.
Then, his legs gave way, and with a thud, he knelt on the ground.
In an instant, sweat poured down like rain, soaking the entire floor.