?Reading on mobile phone When they came, they held two Beautifying Pills; when they left, they still held two. According to Lin Beauty's words, Qin Feng had two chances to charm women—such precious pills were rare in the cultivation world, and even more so in ordinary society, where they were often priced but never available. At the Public Security Bureau building, Lu Man knocked on He Muqing's office door and asked, "Director, what task?" "What task?" He was momentarily stunned, saying, "I didn't call you. Who told you there was a task?" As the young manager entered, she added, "Qin Feng is so dull and always deceives me—he called me twenty minutes ago, saying he had a task and asked me to come right away!" He Muqing looked deeply disappointed, saying, "Did you really believe him?" "The beautiful manager shrugged, 'He was absolutely sincere, and isn't he himself currently on an important mission? As soon as I heard he was coming over, I naturally lost all doubt. Well, since he's here, let's just have a cup of tea and then go. That man is so annoying!' 'Hey, behind someone's back and making negative comments—that's not very respectful,' Qin Feng's lazy tone echoed from the doorway. Román turned to glare at him, and both the leadership team gave him a less-than-friendly look, 'You're up to something again, aren't you? How's your mission to approach the cultivators progressing? My grandfather has already called several times—don't let him down, or I'll never forgive you!'" Qin Da smiled lightly and spoke in a condescending tone: "Of course I won't let him down—doesn't it just boil down to being assigned to woo ladies? That's a piece of cake. I just wish you'd see me in a different light. I'm your colleague, your comrade, not your enemy. Besides, I've called you both here because I have something special in store for each of you. Who's going to dare look at me with disdain if I don't deliver?" "To be stared at straightly by a man fixing his gaze on one's chest was already quite offensive. Now, this rather reserved man goes on making comments—criticizing, judging—making the beautiful manager bite her teeth, thinking to herself: If you can't produce something worthwhile, I'll make you regret it. "Due to the extreme secrecy of cultivators, combined with the myths and legends passed down through centuries, people naturally assume that the pills they present must be the legendary immortality elixirs—consumption of which ensures longevity, greatly enhances one's abilities, and leads to lasting dominance across the martial world for generations. Romand's expression of frustration completely vanished as the pills appeared, and he gently said, 'But as ordinary people, both I and Director He—can we also take your cultivators' pills?' Qin, the young noble, chuckled and replied, 'For pills designed to enhance internal energy, you certainly cannot take them, as your bodies cannot withstand the powerful energy contained within. However, for pills aimed at strengthening the body, promoting longevity, and improving health and appearance—anyone can enjoy them!' Director He found himself involuntarily swallowing saliva, fixing his gaze on the two purple-gold pills in his hands and asking, 'Then, what are their specific benefits?' 'I'll simply tell you their names now.'" He paused, drawing out the moment with grace, holding both women's interest in suspense, before finally said slowly, "The Beauty Pill, as the name suggests, makes the skin of the user finer and smoother, while also helping to eliminate toxins from the body. In short, it can keep a person's appearance youthful and unchanged for three years!" The two women immediately turned into beaming, delighted faces—after all, no woman can resist the pursuit of beauty. Once women cross twenty-five, collagen begins to decline in their bodies, which is the primary cause of their skin becoming rough, dull, and less elastic. Those who maintain regular skincare routines fare better, but most still end up becoming what we commonly call 'yellow-faced' women. These two women are among those who pay close attention to their skincare, yet they clearly notice that their skin is becoming less supple year after year—compared to young girls in their late teens or early twenties, the difference is truly celestial. Simply the ability to nourish the skin and detoxify is enough to make any woman utterly enchanted. It's truly a game-changer to maintain one's appearance unchanged for three years. "Honestly, we're just as impressed," Román admitted, his eyes glistening as he swallowed. "Heh, one of you is my direct supervisor, the other is a close colleague and fellow warrior—how could we possibly pass you by?" He beamed with enthusiasm. Huang, the supervisor, quickly raised her hand, hesitantly asking, "There must be some conditions attached, right? What do we need to give up?" Qin, the young executive, straightened his expression. "Do you think I'm Qin Feng—someone who always demands favors? In your eyes, am I really that stingy?" He wasn't, but Huang was. Without letting her blush fade, she quickly praised him in a warm tone: "Absolutely not! You've always been a wonderful colleague to both me and Manman—honest, diligent, trustworthy, and generous with your resources..." Ahem. As soon as she mentioned "generous with your resources," Qin's face darkened, and Huang promptly silenced herself. The beautiful manager placed both hands on her chest and continued, "Qin Feng, you're outstanding in every way—highly principled, well-educated, brilliant—people love you, flowers bloom when you're around..." "Too cheesy," Qin the young noble quickly cut her off, sipping his tea. "All I'm asking for is a simple beauty pill. Isn't that enough?" "As long as you two behave well from now on, I'll send you one every few months. Unless you're willing to grow old on your own, you'll stay youthful and radiant no matter how many years pass!" Both women gazed at him with sparkling eyes, fixed and attentive. "One pill per person," he added with a mischievous smile, "and a kiss—preferably a French-style, lingering wet kiss!" The leader raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you say we didn't need any conditions?" The stars in Romane's eyes dimmed. "A wet kiss? That's quite excessive!" "One kiss, really—can that be considered a condition?" Qi Dashi held the pill up in front of them, smiling cheerfully and said, "Strictly speaking, this is entirely mutual—hey, hey."