Urban Martial Saint

Fang Tingyun went directly to the kitchen, leaving only Ye Qing, Mu Qingrong, and Huo Pingping in the living room.

Mo Xiang had already regained her composure and was reading alone in the bedroom. That is to say, Ye Qing now faced the dual scrutiny of Mu Qingrong and Huo Pingping.

Especially Mu Qingrong, who harbored suspicions about Ye Qing. She even began to doubt the purpose of Ye Qing's job hunting today—was he trying to get close to them?

Ye Qing sat upright, finding the situation somewhat awkward. If it weren't for the discovery of the hidden camera, he really would have liked to leave quickly. But since he had found it, he should "send the Buddha to the west" and completely resolve this matter before leaving.

Huo Pingping, however, was quite forward, leaning casually on the couch, she said, "Hey, Soldier Brother, tell us some interesting stories from the battlefield."

Huo Pingping was dressed simply, and with such a pose, from Ye Qing's angle, he could catch glimpses of something revealing.

Ye Qing turned his head, just saw her like this, and hurriedly turned away, saying, "There's nothing interesting on the battlefield!"

Huo Pingping said, incredulously, "Really? Such intense battlefields and not a single interesting story?"

Ye Qing replied, "The battlefield is only about life and death, and life and death are not interesting matters!"

Huo Pingping couldn't help but roll her eyes at Ye Qing and said, "I was just making conversation; you make it so heavy. Seriously, if you ask me, life is full of sorrows and joys. Finding joy in misery is the best mindset. With that kind of mindset, even on the battlefield, you can still find happiness!"

Ye Qing thought for a moment and replied, "That's a good mindset, but it's not suitable for us!"

"Why?"

Ye Qing explained, "The battlefield is a place where every nerve in one's body must be tightly wound. Happiness can relax the mind. And a relaxed mind could very well cost you your life!"

Huo Pingping scratched her head, looked at Ye Qing, who avoided her gaze entirely, and pouted, "I was just starting a conversation, why do you have to make it about life and death? You really don't get it, I don't know what Xiao Fangfang sees in you!"

Finally, Mu Qingrong, sitting opposite Ye Qing, couldn't help but ask, "Didn't Mr. Ye say he graduated from Northern University as a top student? How did he end up on the battlefield?"

"You graduated from Northern University?" Huo Pingping opened her eyes wide at Ye Qing, then chuckled, "Soldier Brother, stop joking, you're really funny!"

"I joined the military after my university graduation!" Ye Qing answered honestly.

"Northern University's graduates are highly sought after everywhere, and you chose to join the military?" Mu Qingrong looked at Ye Qing and said, "And after serving, you're still job-hunting like this? Mr. Ye, honestly, I really don't understand your way of doing things!"

Ye Qing softly replied, "Each person is different, so naturally, their methods differ too." My Vir*tual L@i@br^a+r%y@ Emp*ir-e^ (M|V|%LE&1.M!P&YR!) thanks$ you for r&e#ad#i+n^g% at the sou+rc-e.!

Mu Qingrong said, "But your way of doing things, I guess no second person would do it like that!"

Ye Qing didn't speak anymore. Mu Qingrong didn't believe him, and there was no use in saying more. Besides, no one would believe that he joined the army just to fulfill his dream of becoming a soldier. Even fewer would believe that he was indeed a graduate of Northern University!

Soon, Fang Tingyun brought out a table full of dishes. Huo Pingping immediately got up and said, "Xiao Fangfang, you're too biased, aren't you? When we're home alone, you manage with just three or four dishes. Tonight, with a man around, you suddenly add so many dishes, don't you think you're being a bit too partial?"

Fang Tingyun blushed, retorting, "Pingping, don't talk like a gossip. Mr. Ye has helped me out a lot, and I haven't had the chance to treat him to a meal. Today was a good opportunity, so I made a bit more..."

"Is that so?" Huo Pingping looked at Ye Qing with a meaningful tone, "I wonder, if Mr. Ye were to live here, what would the quality of future meals be like?"

"Pingping!" Mu Qingrong exclaimed sharply, as Fang Tingyun blushed and dared not look at Ye Qing.

Huo Pingping didn't say more and rushed to the table to grab a seat, then immediately picked up chopsticks.

"Soldier Brother, I won't stand on ceremony now. If you want to eat, you better come over quickly!" Huo Pingping shouted.

Ye Qing was indeed hungry, and his life had been quite frugal these past few days; he hadn't seen so many dishes in a while. Now smelling the food, his stomach started to rumble.

Fang Tingyun pulled Ye Qing to the table, saying, "Ye, come sit over here."

Mu Qingrong and Mo Xiang also came to the table, though Mo Xiang didn't react differently with the additional person. Mu Qingrong, however, watched Ye Qing from start to finish, her face full of wariness.

Fang Tingyun sat next to Ye Qing, personally serving him rice. Although she was eating too, her gaze stayed mostly on Ye Qing. Seeing him enjoy the food warmed her heart. Looking at the man before her, everything else seemed unimportant!

After eating, it was almost eight o'clock. Ye Qing took out Huo Pingping's phone and pressed a few buttons; the screen flickered, displaying some gridlines, which looked quite strange.

"What's this?" Huo Pingping widened her eyes, not knowing her phone had this feature.

"These are hidden features; the operations are confidential," Ye Qing turned to Mu Qingrong and added, "We need to go to your room to receive the signal."

Mu Qingrong stood up and opened the door to her room, still not trusting Ye Qing, wanting to see him exposed.

Ye Qing entered Mu Qingrong's room and slowly adjusted the phone. Soon, a white dot appeared on the screen, flashing intermittently, and the phone emitted a beeping sound.

"That's the frequency!" Ye Qing walked slowly around the room, the sound's speed gradually changing. As Ye Qing walked in a chosen direction, the sound sped up.

Ye Qing looked up at the cabinet in front of him, marked an area with his hand, and said, "The camera is around here."

A few women walked over and looked carefully. They indeed found a camera on that cabinet. Had it not been for the area Ye Qing marked, and their careful observation, it would have been really difficult to spot it.

Seeing this camera, Mu Qingrong's expression changed involuntarily, but she quickly regained her composure, staring at Ye Qing with more suspicion than trust in her heart.

"Ms. Mu, it looks like you weren't spared either!" Huo Pingping reached out to take the camera but was stopped by Ye Qing, "Don't touch it, we need to use this signal to find the receiver's location!"

"Can we find it?" Fang Tingyun asked nervously.

"Almost." Ye Qing nodded. "The transmission range of this camera isn't far, probably just around three hundred meters from here. If we walk around this area, we should be able to locate the signal receiver!"

"Then let's hurry up!" Huo Pingping took out a rolling pin from the kitchen and said, "If I find out who's been secretly filming me, I'll break all three of his legs!"

The women all felt dizzy, they had long known of Huo Pingping's fierce and hot-tempered nature. But still, couldn't she tone it down a bit in front of a man?

Ye Qing led the women downstairs and walked around the neighborhood. Sure enough, near one of the buildings, they picked up the same signal.

"It's nearby." Ye Qing led the women into that building; the beeping on his phone getting faster, indicating they were getting closer to the signal receiver.

Finally, at the doorway of a room on the fourth floor, a white dot appeared on the phone, and the beeping was the strongest there.

Ye Qing looked at the door and said, "It should be inside here."

"Step aside, let me do the knocking!" Huo Pingping, holding the rolling pin, moved to smash the door.

"Don't get too excited," Mo Xiang quickly held Huo Pingping back.

Ye Qing knocked a few times, but no one answered.

"Is no one home?" Fang Tingyun wondered aloud.

Ye Qing, "It seems so."

"So we're just going to leave it at that?" Mu Qingrong said in a deep voice, "After all this way, we can't even get through the door, doesn't that mean we've found nothing?"

The women were somewhat anxious. Ye Qing pondered for a moment and said, "How about I go in and check first."

"Go in? How can you get in?" Huo Pingping looked at Ye Qing, "Do you have a key?"

"No," Ye Qing honestly replied.

Huo Pingping, "Then how will you get in?"

"Uh…" Ye Qing looked at the women, "Does anyone have a card that's quite sturdy?"

"A card?" Huo Pingping was taken aback and then nodded continuously, "Oh, I get it, bank cards can unlock doors, I've seen it in movies. But, you actually know such an advanced skill?"

Mu Qingrong handed Ye Qing a bank card directly. Ye Qing slid the bank card into the door crack, gently sliding it down, feeling the lock's structure. Before long, with a sudden slide, the door clicked open.

The women all exclaimed in surprise; such a skill, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would have imagined?

"What exactly do you do?" Huo Pingping glared, "Are you a soldier or a locksmith? Were you a master thief before?"

"These are essential skills!" Ye Qing answered honestly; indeed, in a Special Forces squad, at least three people should know this skill. Otherwise, during missions, are you supposed to wait for a key to open doors?

"Are you soldiers or thieves?" Huo Pingping couldn't help but say.

Ye Qing didn't respond, and pushed the door open, revealing a pitch-black interior.

"Don't come in yet, let me scout ahead first," Ye Qing whispered.

"No way!" Mu Qingrong replied firmly, and walked in ahead of Ye Qing.

Huo Pingping also followed closely, "There might be our photos in here, if you see them first, how can I face anyone in the future?"

Hearing this, Mo Xiang and Fang Tingyun also hurried inside. There could indeed be photos of them inside, and they too were very nervous.

Ye Qing, helpless, could only follow behind and closed the door behind him.