If they admitted defeat now, the security department might as well disband and save everyone the trouble.

The main issue was that they couldn’t afford to lose face.

“The conflict started because of your men. Now you want to blame us? Aren’t you angry at the wrong people? Are you trying to shift the blame for your internal issues onto our security department?”

Yan Biao’s expression turned awkward when his thoughts were seen through.

“Brother Hao, right? Please calm down. I honestly didn’t know about what happened last time. When I found out, I scolded those fools good and proper… You guys are really something—just the three of you managed to send more than twenty of them to the hospital.”

His men were all drifters—no jobs, no insurance, no pensions. A trip to the hospital would cost them a fortune. Unlike these guys, who not only had their medical bills covered but were even rewarded by the factory for their efforts. No losses, only gains.

It really was frustrating to compare.

“That’s our skill, and you guys just happened to walk right into it.”

Ge Bing, who was rubbing his arm, let out a snort. Finally, they had regained their pride. If they hadn’t fought back, the security department’s reputation would have been trampled.

“Yes, yes, it was their fault for not recognizing who they were dealing with. I apologize to both of you. Let’s call it even today. Next time, drinks are on me, we can forget the past and laugh it off. How does that sound?”

Yan Biao grinned apologetically, pulling at the cut on his mouth, wincing as he did so. It looked comically awkward.

He was always one to read the situation well—otherwise, he wouldn’t have reached his current position.

Standing nearby, Dai Qing listened to their conversation and looked down at Yan Biao, sensing the dark aura surrounding him. He was clearly someone who skirted the edges of the law. But his fortune line was strong—whether the money came legally or not, it would come to him in abundance. In a few days, he would be receiving a decent amount of money. Additionally, his eyebrow lines indicated he had a half-brother from his father’s side.

“Ahem, Yan Biao, right? Interested in having your fortune told?” Dai Qing suddenly asked.

Yan Biao: “…”

Cheng Hao: “…”

All three men stared at her, bewildered. What was she doing, trying to set up a fortune-telling stall right now?

“I’m not joking,” Dai Qing said seriously, meeting their puzzled gazes. Fate had brought them together, so why not make a little money out of it?

“Ahem… Little girl, you think there’s anything left to read in this face of mine?” Yan Biao chuckled. With his face battered and bruised, what could she possibly tell him? Was she trying to take advantage of the situation?

Noticing Dai Qing’s serious expression, Cheng Hao’s brow arched slightly, intrigued.

“The situation you faced today was inevitable—it was karma, unavoidable,” Dai Qing said as she took a step forward, locking eyes with Yan Biao. His gaze was sharp, revealing a ruthless nature, but he was also adept at handling people. He had clearly been through a lot.

Yan Biao froze for a moment. It was true—the beating he received today was mostly due to his underlings’ actions, but it still ended up on his shoulders.

“What does the master see in my face?” Yan Biao asked with a smirk, deciding to humor her. He figured after the bad luck of today, he might as well lose a little more money to ward off misfortune.

“From your face, I see you have a half-brother, and you’ve been estranged from your family, venturing out on your own,” Dai Qing continued, her gaze unwavering.

Yan Biao’s eyes widened in shock, staring at Dai Qing in disbelief. Cheng Hao, observing his reaction, knew that the girl had hit the mark.

Looks like the young lady had real talent.

Yan Biao sat up, dusting himself off. Though he was shaken, it wasn’t enough to make him fully believe her just yet.

“Seems like I’ve met a true master today. Please, continue,” he said, curious to hear more.