"Reading on mobile phone. At his old stronghold, Go Zi-hao looked utterly unconvinced and asked the person in front of him, 'Are you absolutely certain the message is correct—did Yuan Long really die?' 'The message is confirmed,' the person replied. 'Based on the traces left by Yuan Long, it's clear that after his first assassination attempt failed, he carried out two more, and then vanished completely—neither seen nor heard of.' Go Zi-hao furrowed his brows. 'If that's the case, why are you so certain he's dead? Perhaps he's hiding in the shadows, waiting for his fourth move?' The person shook his head. 'That scenario is impossible. The news of Yuan Long's death came directly from the Blood Shadow Assassins. They have a special communication method between their assassins and the organization. Once this connection is broken, the assigned assassins are officially declared dead.' Go Zihao looked deeply disappointed, shaking his head and saying, "What kind of person is Qin Feng? The assassins from the Death Island can't kill him, nor can the Blood Shadow Assassins. How can there be someone so difficult to deal with? Are there any other assassins in the world even more formidable than these two organizations?" "There's also the Saint Angel's Enforcement Corps, ranked above both Death Island and Blood Shadow, yet they only act when someone must be eliminated—they never accept invitations, and certainly won't kill for money!" "That's a real pity. I now understand the situation. From now on, I must instruct my colleagues to be extremely cautious. We simply cannot afford to lose this." Go Zihao said. He then shifted his focus to the Qin family group. As for the Blood Shadow Assassins, he had no concerns—should they fail in their mission, their responsibility would lie with them. They would either refund the funds or send more assassins until the task was completed. While Go Zihao was carefully pondering how to deal with Qin Feng, Qin Feng himself was equally considering how to eliminate the entire Qin family line. The Municipal Police Headquarters, Special Operations Unit Office. Qin, the young officer, lounges with his legs crossed, savoring his tea while enjoying a gentle hand massage from the attentive policewoman. "Hey, hey, this is an office, right?" the leader says, sounding dissatisfied. "Don't act like a senior official—you'll die of it! People who don't know you think you're the top boss here!" He chuckles and straightens up. "Anyway, no one's around to see us. What's the difference? Head of the office, how's the evidence coming in on Gong Zihao's team? Can we actually take action and arrest them?" In Qin's view, once their identities are confirmed, a decisive strike should be launched—before they've had time to recover—crushing them right before the liberation. "Still no solid evidence. That man and his team operate with great caution. To this day, we only suspect them." "He Muqing said with some difficulty, 'If we act now, as long as they hold their ground and won't speak, what can we do? Don't forget that man has a particularly close relationship with the head of the Municipal Committee. Once we take action, Ming Fei won't be able to stay indifferent either—eventually, everything will just be dropped and forgotten!' If Qin Feng were following his usual habits, he'd have to arrest all of them and subject each one to one of the Ten Most Severe Qing Dynasty Punishments, not believing that even one of them would be a true hardliner. As soon as one person showed any willingness to speak, the evidence would be solid. Unfortunately, since he isn't the highest-ranking leader of the group, this idea remains just a thought. Heu Muqing certainly won't agree. Qin Feng can be messy and unpredictable, but she has to think about her own career, as well as her grandfather Wei Qingtian's standing." He recalled another matter and smiled, saying, "I'd like to share a good news—repair work on the jade seal has reached 80%. Once completed, any casual observer won't even notice the imperfections. The seal will soon be on display at the museum, where everyone can continue to admire it!" Qin Feng shrugged, "That elderly, pompous Xu—was it he who damaged the seal?" The leader glanced at him and remarked, "Without your behind-the-scenes pressure, do you think he'd have thrown such a national treasure out of the window? Xu has already been dismissed by the Ministry of Culture, not only bearing substantial repair costs, but also facing public exposure. In the world of antiquities and art, he'll surely struggle to keep his footing in the future!" "That's excellent—this is the very punishment a proud man deserves," Qin the young man said, delighted. The leader didn't forget to mention the recruitment issue: "By the way, should we invite Cai Wei to join our team? I promise her treatment no less than that of Manman and Jingjing—how do you think?" "She's still considering it, and the biggest resistance comes from the Lin family. Only when those stubborn elders agree can she join." Qin, the young magnate, passed the ball to the Lin family. He Leaded sighed and remarked with a wry smile, "Being a cultivator must be tough—hardly able to even manage one's own affairs!" Shu, the police officer, immediately countered, "Not at all! Me, Xiao Feng, and my sisters back home—we're all free agents. We can do whatever we want, and no one can constrain us!" "You don't see the difference, do you? You're all self-made." He Leaded gave Shu a look. After leaving the office, Qin Feng felt it was necessary to take on some action against Gong Zihao. After all, the other side had already sent assassins to target him. If he didn't do something, he'd be seen as beneath them. Fifteen minutes later, he parked his car at the open space in front of the office building and headed straight for the lobby. Isabella had already thoroughly investigated the condition of the basement, knowing that everyone—including Gao Zihao—had arrived via a secret elevator, and that Gao had already taken it. Using a dagger to pry open the control panel and disrupting several circuits, he successfully bypassed the fingerprint-based access system, guiding the elevator precisely to the basement as instructed. As he stepped out of the elevator, no one questioned how he had entered; they trusted the security system fully. He smiled warmly at a female clerk and asked, "Where is Gao Zihao's office?" "Gao's office is at the far end, sir. What can I assist you with?" the clerk inquired. "Ah, certainly something very important," Qin Feng thought to himself—of course I won't tell you that my brother has come to cause you all a great deal of trouble. Ignoring the clerk's further questions, he walked toward the far end. The clerk picked up the phone on the desk and reported, "Mr. Gao, a visitor has arrived." Go Zihao set down the phone, turned to look at the computer monitor beside him. When he saw the visitor clearly, his eyes widened in surprise. "By heaven, it's him! Come to take me down! I'd better move fast." Without hesitation, he stood up, reached behind him to pull open a concealed door, and dashed inside. Behind the door lay a secure corridor; in just half a minute, he could reach the underground parking garage of the office building, where an emergency off-road vehicle was waiting—enabling him to escape swiftly. Buzzing... He started the car and sped off. At that moment, Qin Feng opened the office door and, seeing the empty room, smiled to himself. "He really ran off quickly. I'm sure he'll leave behind plenty of evidence that Hao Director would want to see. Hah! Well, then, I'll make my move."