On the way back to Pingda’s, Qin Feng drove steadily, maintaining a normal pace. Chen Yue, who had previously vowed never to get on his car, eventually did so. Of course, before getting in, she issued a stern warning to Qin Feng: if he dared speed up, she’d peel him alive. For such a threat, a young man with a bold spirit surely wouldn’t take it seriously. Yet, with the beautiful counselor leaning on Lin Caiwei as her backer, Qin Feng suddenly felt hesitant and constrained. As soon as Lin said, “Drive carefully—otherwise I’ll beat you,” Qin Feng immediately transformed into a well-behaved passenger. After all, driving carefully was nothing but a simple task—surely a piece of cake. Let’s see how I perform. It wasn’t out of fear of Lin Caiwei, but because he now held the upper hand in her hands. Reflecting on the earlier incident, he felt utterly helpless. He had just reached out to gently push that messy lump into his satchel when Lin Caiwei noticed him doing so. If it were anyone else, he would have killed him on the spot without hesitation—of course, with one condition: never a beautiful woman, how could he possibly harm a beautiful woman? He had to go on explaining to Lin, the beautiful woman, at great length, but even after he had spoken until his mouth was dry, she remained unmoved, firmly insisting that he had come to steal things. At that moment, he truly wanted to defend himself: "If my brother really wanted to steal, wouldn't he have taken something from outside instead of these fragments inside? Everything outside would be far more valuable than these pieces." Lin Caiwei's words completely dashed his defense. Her exact words were: "For cultivators, antiques hold no significance. What truly matters are things that aren't antiques. Since you're interested in that lump, I'll reluctantly take it for you!" With a graceful gesture of her jade hands, the mud ball vanished and was stored in her cultivation storage. Qin Feng was furious, staring straight ahead: "What do you mean? I found it first, didn't I?" "You found it first—so what? I found it before you did." "Lin, the beautiful woman, smiled with a cunning air: 'You've been insisting all along that you're not a thief, that you don't want to steal anything. Well, then—anything you don't want, I'll take. I'll bear the reputation of being the thief!' With that, she strode off with a confident air. From the moment she entered, all the cameras went temporarily dead, capturing no image of her at all. Ugh, what a treat! Doesn't it matter that she's of higher status? Does higher status mean one can bully the honest ones? What kind of world is this? Everything has already been taken by her. To get it back, one must lower one's posture. Qin, the young lord, followed her with a long string of compliments, only to be met with the reply: 'We can return it to you, but you must offer something in exchange—last night's handwritten manuscript, plus the methods for preparing five kinds of pills and five kinds of talismans. Otherwise, forget it!' This is extortion, this is blackmail. But what can you do when the items are already in her hands? You have to go hard—fear of straining the relationship, and fear of being In fact, the main concern was simply that they might not be able to hold their own—once the confrontation began, not only would their objectives go unmet, but they’d also end up getting thoroughly beaten up, which would feel rather disproportionate. With a firm bite of the teeth and a steady heart, they’d have to accept that sometimes, you just can’t win when you’re chasing after something you can’t quite grasp. It’s better to lose gracefully, especially when it’s in the hands of a beautiful woman—there’s no shame in that. After finalizing the agreed-upon time and place for the transaction, they reappeared in the eyes of the beautiful instructor and her classmates as if nothing had happened. Originally, Qin, the young gentleman, had suggested reuniting at the same spot, but Lin Caiwei, the beautiful woman, firmly rejected the proposal. Having learned from her previous experience, she vowed never to return to that little grove of trees again and even specifically researched the most popular spots where couples had engaged in romantic encounters, thus rejecting Qin Feng’s well-intentioned suggestion. "Caiwei, how do you think this group activity is going? Should we organize more such events in the future?" Chen Yue, as both Lin Meiyu analyzed from an honest perspective and said, "Everyone really enjoys it—I think we should organize more of these in the future!" Qin Feng, eager to contribute, interjected, "I think group activities should indeed be more frequent, but something like today's visits and sightseeing should be fewer. Visiting only requires two eyes—everyone probably prefers hiking and picnics, where they can not only see but also get their hands and feet involved... Ahem!" The phrase "hands and feet" was no ordinary YD expression from Qin, the young gentleman. However, his point was well taken and gained the approval of the two women. Gah! Suddenly slamming on the brakes, which deeply annoyed the two women, who complained, "What's wrong with you, Qin? Why do you have to brake so suddenly!" Due to inertia, Lin Caivu bumped into the seat in front, and Chen Yue collided with her—fortunately, neither of them was injured. Qin, looking rather pitiful, said, "There's a police officer waving at me from ahead. How can I stop? It's strange—I don't think I've been speeding, nor have I violated any other traffic rules. Why are they stopping me?" The location lies at the junction between the urban area and the development zone, where several surrounding plots are currently under development, resulting in relatively sparse foot and vehicular traffic. Chen Yue and Lin Caiwei glanced out of the window, and sure enough, there was a patrol car parked by the roadside, along with two motorcycles. A traffic officer was gesturing toward their vehicle, indicating they should pull over. "Maybe they're checking our driver's license," the beautiful teaching assistant guessed. Lin, leaning close to her ear, whispered softly, "Chen Teacher, won't this be another one of your arrangements? That officer seems to have only three points left—once those are deducted, he'll no longer be able to drive. Doesn't that seem a bit excessive?" The teaching assistant shook her head, "It's not me. I really have nothing to do with this!" Of course, Qin Feng couldn't hear their whispered conversations. As he moved closer to the roadside, he said, "I hope it's just a routine ID check. Otherwise, I'll have to go find my supervisor to sort out this mess—you wouldn't believe how money-minded my supervisor is. Every time I come to handle something, I end up getting charged a premium!" There was one thing he didn't explicitly mention: every time he made a mistake, He Muqing would treat him like a customer in need of a full refund. Fortunately, we've already successfully won over Shu's heart—the policewoman. Even though He Muqing has teamed up with Luoman to form a dual-woman alliance, Luoman, as a newcomer, clearly can't fully replace Shu's role yet. After the car came to a stop, he rolled down the window and leaned out, asking, "What's up?" "The driver's license and vehicle registration," the police officer replied, saluting him. The police officer wasn't as precise with his salutes as the one before, but Qin, the young gentleman, still cooperated by producing two documents. He had intended to hand over his officer's ID as well, but then decided to remain calm and composed, not wanting to startle the officer. Upon seeing the name on the driver's license, the traffic officer's eyes lit up.