"Hahahaha, hot-tempered Simon, why don't you take off your jacket and cover your head? Doesn't Great Han have a saying about covering one's ears while stealing a bell? I think that'd be quite fitting here." The officer named Simon grew irritated. "John, if you keep talking to me , I'll kick your balls into next week." As they argued, a phone rang. Simon had just answered when Lu Ding and An Wuyang emerged. Their eyes were immediately drawn to the welcome sign being held up. Before they could get close, they heard Simon cursing into the phone. "Oh shit, sir! I, Simon, am absolutely not a racist! You've clearly misunderstood me!" John chimed in beside him: "Yeah right, because in his eyes, all yellow-skinned people look the same - hairless monkeys with skinny arms and legs." Simon snapped at him: "Shut the fuck up, John! Keep talking and I'll brush your teeth with my grandma's toilet scrubber!" Then back to the phone: "But... he might have a point there." This was followed by both men roaring with laughter. Content originally comes from novel·fıre·net Lu Ding, whose foreign language skills were already decent, had reached near-fluency after his comprehension and learning abilities were enhanced by [Heaven-Man Unity]. So every word reached his ears crystal clear. While still some distance away, Lu Ding handed his belongings to An Wuyang beside him. "Here, hold these for me." An Wuyang took the items, confused since he didn't understand what was being said. "What are you planning?" Lu Ding kept walking forward without breaking stride. "Gonna vent some pent-up frustration." In one motion, he grabbed Simon mid-phone call and slammed him violently onto the airport's hard floor. Instant head wound and concussion. Before John could react, Lu Ding delivered a devastating side kick to his ribs. The sound of snapping bones was unmistakable. Broken ribs pierced internal organs. John's body flew backward, shattered a bulletproof glass panel, and lay motionless in the debris, condition unknown. Lu Ding released his grip on Simon, looking down at him. "Holding up a welcome sign while cursing me? How fucking bold are you? Don't you know I'm famous for being ruthless and intolerant of bullshit?" Only then did An Wuyang realize they'd been insulted. "Fuck!!" He rushed forward to join in, but Lu Ding delivered a soccer-style kick that sent the semi-conscious Simon flying to land atop John. Seeing no opportunity left, An Wuyang raised his arms in celebration. "Goooal!!! Great Han soccer has hope!!!" Lu Ding high-fived him. "Yeah!" At that moment, airport security came running. "Fuck it, what are you doing?!" Engaging with security would waste time. Lu Ding was already moving when he turned back to snatch keys from Simon's belt. Then he sprinted toward the brazenly parked military vehicle outside. Manic laughter filled the air as Lu Ding floored the accelerator, windows down, blowing through every traffic light without hesitation. His terrifying physicality granted him reflexes that made each steering maneuver a brush with death. Traffic officers along the route initially moved to intervene, but upon seeing the military plates, they backed off immediately. Better pretend we saw nothing. The airport incident quickly reached Wei Gao's military headquarters. Louis, dressed in formal attire for his carefully planned welcoming ceremony, maintained his smile while watching the surveillance footage. His voice remained gentle. "Find the best doctors. Make sure they recover completely." "I want them entering the crematorium in peak health, ready for their purest baptism." He turned to the highest-ranking officer present. "You... never mind. This isn't your fault anyway." The officer thought he'd escaped punishment, but Louis wasn't finished. "Wilson, string him up in the sun for a day." "How annoying. They ruined my carefully prepared welcoming ceremony. Can't people just show basic courtesy?" Louis sighed. "Sili, put my good wine away. Lu Ding must be in a bad mood today. I'll entertain him next time." Lu Ding was having the time of his fucking life! Tearing through city streets at 200+ km/h gave him a taste of pure speed and adrenaline - completely different from flying. An Wuyang in the passenger seat white-knuckled the grab handle. While unafraid of crashing, each near-miss was overwhelmingly intense. "What's our plan now?!" he shouted over the engine roar. Lu Ding kept one hand on the wheel while extending the other. "Give me your phone." An Wuyang handed it over, and Lu Ding dialed Jiang Qiandou, Minister of Weigao's National Defense Special Department. The call connected quickly. "Hello, who's this?" Lu Ding cut straight to the point. "This is Lu Ding. Find me the locations of Kim Jun-myeong, Kim Yeon-ju, and Kim Gyeong-joo." These were his chosen candidates for rapid advancement. "Also send me Tianxing Group's Battle Royale Mode detailed procedures." There was a pause on the line before an agitated response. "How could you call this number now?! This is only for extreme emergencies!!" "This is an emergency. Send it now. Done talking." Click. The dial tone left Jiang Qiandou momentarily stunned. "This is reckless! Completely irresponsible! Fuck it... I... I can't even..." Despite his complaints, he still forwarded the three locations as requested. Soon Lu Ding received detailed information showing their current positions and Tianxing Group's Battle Royale Mode procedures: First condition: Before adulthood, Tianxing Group minimally interferes with these children. They live with their mothers, receiving only basic living expenses from Tianxing. Only those who grow into strong individuals earn the right to be recognized as heirs of Tianxing's leadership. Upon turning eighteen, regardless of being awakened Qi Refiners or ordinary people, all are taken back for training - though initial resource allocation is limited. The current Tianxing leader has over 200 children, with 50+ still minors. Of Lu Ding's three targets: 1) Kim Jun-myeong just turned eighteen, already awakened but receiving minimal support. Currently at a high-end nightclub in Weigao's second largest city, Iron Mountain.