?Mobile reading In the days that followed, Cheng Mei remained in constant fear, never leaving her home since she first heard the news that Qin Feng was still alive. Eight Zero E-book The security guards at the villa were completely replaced, hand-picked by Sun Kui. Yet even with this, she still felt uneasy—so cautious that even going to the bathroom required careful steps, and she never dared stand by the windows, afraid a bullet might fly in and leave a bloody hole in her head. Her son, Qin Yu, was entirely fearless, though he could only lie in bed whimpering; his lower body often ached intermittently, without any clear pattern, and neither applying medication nor taking pills seemed to alleviate the pain. At the other end of the city, another person was under considerable stress—Shu Yajing, the newly appointed deputy captain of the Third Street Police Station. Two days ago, Shu, the dedicated police officer, received a notice from the Ministry of Public Security, instructing her to go to the airport to pick up someone. The notice stated that the person was a senior official from the Capital Special Police Brigade. She still found these office politics quite frustrating. There were always people coming to her with all sorts of excuses—after all, how could she not be admired for her striking appearance? Not only was she a standout at the Plain City Police Bureau, but even across the entire province, she stood out among her peers. Yet, once orders came from above, she had no choice but to comply. She had expected the visitors to either be stout, middle-aged men or proud, first-generation police officers. But when the person finally stood before her, she was completely taken aback. The visitor was a woman, equally attractive, with a commanding presence that clearly surpassed her own. What made her most uneasy was that this woman was actually one year younger than her, yet had already reached the rank of Deputy Inspector—three levels above her own rank of Deputy Inspector. After all, many district bureau chiefs in Plain City had not yet reached the level of Deputy Inspector. This truly is a step up for a Beijing civil servant—Shu Yajing finds herself quite helpless, having to bow respectfully and politely greet her with, "Good morning, leader." Actually, aside from a few minor frustrations related to her rank, Shu Yajing is quite pleased to work alongside such a beautiful colleague; it's far better than working with those dull men. But she soon realizes she was wrong. This female leader has an exceptionally strong temperament and personality—she's always hovering over every matter, giving detailed instructions, and her thinking shifts rapidly, which makes Shu feel consistently behind. Once you're behind, you're inevitably left with an endless stream of tasks and unresolved issues. And throughout, you only hear criticism—never praise. Take the recent case of a gang conflict that ended in mutual destruction—two groups both initially deemed settled cases. Yet this leader disagrees with that assessment and insists on a full re-investigation. The staff asked about the key疑点, and the beautiful leader delivered one sentence that left everyone stunned: "It doesn't look like a full-blown battle." A team began investigating, and eventually all the city's forensic pathologists came on board. The final conclusion was that all the victims had died from mutual assaults—whether by knife wounds or gunshot injuries, the injuries were clearly interconnected. Yet the beautiful leader remained unconvinced. So they dug deeper into the victims' identities. To their surprise, they turned out to be members of the same faction—whether or not they had disagreements in daily operations, only heaven knew. When they looked further up the chain, they found out the head of the faction was on an out-of-town assignment. Everyone else who could be reached remained silent—exactly like a family embarrassment being carefully concealed. They didn't know it, but the case had actually been masterminded by Qin Feng. Of course, once the beautiful leader took personal interest in the case, she immediately pulled out all the materials related to Qin Feng and assigned Shu Yajing to investigate. Shu Ya Jing was even more puzzled—wasn't he just some guy who saved a beautiful woman, beat up dozens of thugs, and then found a powerful backer to handle his problems? What could there possibly be to investigate? Once he had died from an accidental injury and served time in prison, and had also been summoned several times by the police due to drug trafficking and injuries to others—yet each time he managed to find a scapegoat, coming out completely unscathed. Sun Kui is both ruthless and deeply committed to the principles of the martial world, earning him a solid reputation among his peers. Qin Feng frowned slightly, turning to Hou Bao, who was removing his white coat, and asked, "Hou uncle, what is the Shengmen? For someone of Sun Kui's stature, he is only the eleventh master of Shengmen—so by that measure, Shengmen must be quite substantial." Hou Bao replied, "Shengmen is indeed substantial, but it doesn't quite count as an independent organization; rather, it is merely a branch of another one. Have you ever heard of the Tianli Sect?" There was a vague memory—somewhere, he had heard of it before. The Tianli Sect is a offshoot of the Baolian Sect, established after the armed uprising of the Baolian Sect in the mid-18th century failed, when a group of its followers organized themselves and propagated the eight In the 18th year of the Jiaqing era, the Tianli Sect organized a rebellion; a force based in the capital even advanced into the Imperial City, nearly costing the emperor his life, before being ultimately suppressed by Qing forces. Historical records indicate that the Tianli Sect eventually declined and eventually disappeared. Hou Bao, originally a renowned bandit from the river and lakes regions—well-known in the world of folk heroes—was not unfamiliar with such events, and thus spoke of them with ease and confidence. "Based on my analysis, this so-called 'Shengmen'—the 'Sheng' character—is actually the key in the eight-character phrase 'Shengqiang Jiaxiang, Wusheng Lao Mu,'" Hou Bao explained. "In truth, the Tianli Sect has never truly left the historical stage. It has merely operated with a more subdued presence over the past several decades, rarely appearing under its own name, which has caused it to fade from public view." Even today, who knows much about the Tianli Sect? How mysterious the concept of 'Shengmen' has become—so much so that even its own members remain unaware. Qin Feng shrugged his shoulders: "So that means, aside from this one branch, there are seven other subsidiary halls, plus countless fragrance halls, correct?" Hou Bao chuckled: "That's probably right, Xiao Feng. Which means, once you take action against Sun Kui, his vast network of influence will surely notice. You'll have to think carefully about that." "Having my old dad wear a green hat—don't matter what the title of a fragrance hall master is, or even if it's the President of the country—I'll cut him down without hesitation!" Qin Feng adopted a posture of being willing to sacrifice himself completely, daring to pull the emperor down from his throne. Hou Bao looked deeply satisfied, saying: "Your personality is just like Awai's. Every time I see you, I can't help but recall Awai back then. Awai had risen step by step through adversity, gradually crushing his rivals one by one." Qin Feng smiled inwardly, thinking: The ones I'll step on will be even more numerous.