Lu Hai stood frozen upon hearing Di Ping's words, his anger rising. However, faced with Di Ping's overwhelming presence, he was unsure whether to leave or stay. At that moment, he could only cast a glance at Ge Zhongping, hoping for guidance.
"Brother Di! You've been working hard and fighting all day; you must be exhausted. Let Lu Hai and the others handle these small matters!" Ge Zhongping, taken aback by Di Ping's words, quickly realized that Di Ping was likely concerned about him scheming behind his back. A sense of dissatisfaction surged in his heart. Seeing Lu Hai frozen and awaiting instructions, Ge suppressed his discomfort and forced a smile, addressing Di Ping with a more familiar tone, once again referring to him as Brother Di.
Di Ping said nothing but simply raised his eyes to glance at Ge Zhongping. The coldness in Di Ping's gaze sent a shiver down Ge Zhongping's spine. The look in his eyes was chilling, as though he were gazing at a corpse—icy, lifeless, and suffocating. He suddenly found it hard to breathe, and his words got caught in his throat. He lowered his head, an awkward laugh escaping his lips. "Hehe... Then... we'll go with Brother Di's suggestion!"
Seeing Ge Zhongping sit down, Di Ping's gaze shifted to Lu Hai. When Lu Hai felt the weight of Di Ping's eyes, he immediately lowered his head, not daring to speak further. If even Ge Zhongping, known for his authoritative power in the central government, had been intimidated into silence, Lu Hai, of course, dared not challenge him.
Ge Zhongping, a notorious tyrant in the political scene, had been visibly shaken by this young man, his face paling. He realized that with Di Ping's overwhelming power, he would never be able to assert himself. The atmosphere in the underground base had clearly shifted.
The others exchanged glances, silently communicating with each other. Even Han Zhongguo and Lu Guoliang quickly shared a meaningful look. All of this was done subtly, unnoticed by Di Ping, who was focused solely on the importance of strength. Any scheming would be useless in the face of absolute power.
At this moment, Ge Zhongping lowered his head, lost in thought. His cigarette had burned down to his fingers, but he didn't seem to notice. No one paid him any attention now. It was clear to everyone that his authority in the base had waned. The young man had become far too powerful to be contradicted.
"Master!" a clear female voice called, interrupting the silence. Everyone turned to look, and they saw the mysterious woman in black standing behind Di Ping, bowing respectfully.
"Jina! Have you finished recovering?" Di Ping, surprised and pleased to hear her voice, quickly turned to look at her with a concerned gaze.
"Thank you for your concern, Master. Jina is fine now. It's just that the skill consumption was too great; after resting for a while, I'm fine…" Jina raised her face with a gentle smile, her features glowing like a blooming flower. Her seductive expression seemed to ripple with spring-like allure, leaving Di Ping momentarily distracted.
Gulp...
The sound of swallowing echoed from behind Di Ping. Without even looking, he knew exactly what was happening. Jina's beauty, rare even on Earth, had already captivated the onlookers. Her soft, sweet voice and delicate, charming smile were enough to enchant anyone. Even Di Ping himself felt drawn to her, so it was no wonder that the others were entranced.
"Xiao Di, this young lady has recovered. Let's go inside and rest. The dust outside is unbearable!" Han Zhongguo's voice broke the spell, bringing everyone back to their senses. He had noticed the distracted and lecherous looks from the men and couldn't help but scold them inwardly. How dare they eye the woman of their master?
Afraid that Di Ping would notice their behavior and become angry, Han Zhongguo quickly interjected to divert Di Ping's attention.
"Alright, I am feeling a bit tired as well," Di Ping said, understanding the situation. He knew how men could be, and he wasn't particularly bothered. After all, Jina was exceptionally beautiful, and he had no reason to hold it against them. He smiled and nodded, agreeing with Han Zhongguo's suggestion.
The others, including Ge Zhongping, quickly snapped out of their trance as Han Zhongguo's subtle cough reminded them of the situation. A cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. They had almost made a critical mistake by lusting after Di Ping's woman. They could now appreciate the true power of this young man and realized just how dangerous it was to cross him. The gratitude they felt toward Han Zhongguo grew, as he had just saved them from a potentially disastrous situation.
"Come, please follow me!" Han Zhongguo led the way inside, and the others followed. Only Ge Zhongping remained behind, a tumultuous mix of emotions on his face. His pride as the base leader had been deeply wounded. He was now being ignored and left behind, with even his closest followers walking away from him without a second glance.
His anger boiled, and he almost wished he could pull out a gun and shoot them all. But deep down, he knew that such a thought was only a fantasy. After wiping his face to compose himself, he followed them inside, his anger simmering but under control.