Guo Qirong returned to his class and remained indifferent no matter how much others looked at him with envious eyes. This action made all the girls in the class feel even more proud of him.

"Too cool, this is what you call a temperament." A girl said excitedly.

When the boy at the side of the table heard this, he rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

The whole class suddenly felt the need to learn the secret technique of picking up girls from Guo Qirin.

Seeing how the other party remained impassive to her words, not even sparing a single glance at her, he easily made her obedient. What in the world is this? The difference was a realm!

At this moment, Guo Qishen was trying hard to calm his cold heart.

"Master, I am truly sorry. I have already checked many times, but I am still unable to find out who your mother is." The director's voice rang out, making Guo Qirin's originally lousy mood even more difficult to vent.

Sighing, Guo Qiren knew that his mother's identity was a mystery, even the letter his father left for him did not mention who his mother was.

He only knew that his mother had quietly left his father.

"Leader, you really don't know anything about my mother. Even if it's just partial information, the simplest information is fine." Guo Qishen asked, unwilling to give up.

The guide shook his head apologetically, "Master, I am sorry. Even with the strongest searching ability of the grocery store, I was still unable to find any clues regarding your mother. I even planned to search through your father's information, but I found out that as long as it concerns your mother, I am absolutely unable to find her. As for your information, because of the grocery store, it has been completely wiped away from reality. "

Guo Qishen sighed and suddenly received a mysterious text message.

"Guo Qirin, if you want Guo Ning to survive, then do as I say." The contents of the short letter made Guo Qirin furrow his brows.

The text message number was hidden, so Guo was unable to find it. Even if the guide used the grocery store, it would still be difficult to find it.

Because the grocery store could not directly intervene in the ordinary life of the mortal world, they could only try to sell the goods by chance. Otherwise, Guo Qiren could directly start a company and claim to be selling everything.

Guo Qirong replied quickly: "Who are you? What do you want to do? "

Such a question might seem retarded, but Guo Qizheng would never tell the opponent not to hurt Guo Ning's butt, because if the opponent wanted to harm him, he would definitely find his own weakness and psychological defense to attack him.

If he replied her directly and did not allow her to harm him, she would definitely use her more to threaten him.

"You'd better not do anything. I know you're very smart, since I was young I loved to play cat and mouse. I hope you can play with me in a week."

When the content of the text message came back to him, Guo Qishen's eyebrows suddenly relaxed.

Perhaps ordinary people wouldn't be able to tell from the contents of the other party's text. However, he could deduce that the other party's understanding of him was limited and had yet to fully understand him. Clearly, the other party only knew a little bit about him.

The second point was that the other party was very confident that he would be his.

Now that he understood the other party's purpose, Guo Qishen's heart was somewhat at ease.

No wonder Guo Ningpao had hurriedly disappeared this morning. It was obvious that she had been tricked away by someone. Now this man was threatening him.

"If it was my parents, I might have really taken them seriously, but it was just a little poop. However, anyone who dares to threaten me, must die. " Guo Qiren had no feelings for outsiders, so what if he died.

However, if one wanted to harm him in secret, they must pay a corresponding price. As an evil merchant, Guo Qishen was well aware of this logic.

There were only two possibilities, since the other party had left him with one week, one was because the other side hadn't prepared enough opportunities and had left him with one month of buffer time. The second reason was that the other party had some other reason for delaying by a week.

He had to be careful in the coming week. Even Guo Qiren decided to spend most of his time back at the grocery store, letting his guide find out what was going on while he waited for an opportunity.

Guo Qiren spent all of his class wondering who the source of this mysterious text message was.

But at school, he really didn't know who was paying attention to him.

On the other side, after Gu Fei'er recovered from her shock, she went to find her brother Gu Xueming with tears streaming down her face.

Gu Xuebin was now recognized as the most powerful person in the central region. His martial prowess was extraordinary, and he served as the vice captain of the Taekwondo society in the central region. However, Gu Xuebin was not born to practice Taekwondo, but a genuine Chinese martial arts. However, he was curious about this modified martial arts that was introduced to him by Japan, so he had been studying it for a long time.

When Gu Fei'er finished narrating Guo Xueqin's actions to Gu Xuebin, Gu Xuebin was immediately curious about this freshman who had just entered the first year of university.

Someone that could send Chang Qing flying with a single kick, and he was so thin, could this be a result of compulsory martial arts practice? Or could he have Qigong?

Gu Xuebin speculated as he became more curious about Guo Qirong's strength.

What he was looking forward to the most was that if Guo Qishen knew Qigong, it would be a new discovery.

He had heard that the old master who had taught him before said that true qi skills would gradually open up one's inner potential, allowing one's inner strength to travel through one's body. It could also strengthen one's muscles and protect their internal organs during combat, and would reduce one's injuries if they collided with other people. He could also channel his inner force into the opponent's body in battle, causing the opponent's injuries to worsen.

As well as when he was injured, he would use his own inner force energy to heal himself.

Moreover, the legendary inner force that was produced by cultivating the legendary inner force skills were not inner force, but true qi. This kind of inner force skill, which could produce true qi, would easily crush even a skinny man, who was as strong as a cow, after training.

Gu Xuebin had always desired a cultivation method that allowed him to cultivate internal energy. However, Gu Fei'er's description of Guo Qirong made him immediately recall the aspects of Qi.

"If I can spar with this person and see if he really knows Qigong. If he does, I will definitely find a way to become his master's disciple and learn Qigong." On one hand, as his brother, he wanted to seek justice for his sister. On the other hand, he wanted to have a talk with Guo Qirin and see if he knew any qigong. If he did, then he must think of a way to obtain this skill.

"Even if I were to spend several tens of millions on it, wouldn't it be enough for me to buy a book on kung fu martial arts?" Gu Xuebin thought to himself. It wasn't that he didn't have money, it was just that the Gu Clan's wealth could be considered decent.

It was difficult for him to find a way out. In today's modern society, true experts and those genuine Qigong Mantra could not be obtained by ordinary people, or even by the upper echelons of society.

"As long as he's willing, I can buy it even if I have to." Gu Xuebin thought about his sister's description of Guo Qirong as an ordinary person who seemed like a child from an ordinary family, and he was even more resolute in his decision.

If Gu Xuebin knew that not only was he going to face an incredible grandmaster of martial arts, but he was also an extremely cunning businessman, he probably wouldn't have thought things would go so smoothly.

It was a pity that Gu Xuebin was prejudiced against Guo Qiren because he believed Guo Qiren was just a child from a poor family. He must have had a huge attraction towards money.