?Reading on mobile phone Rrrrr, rrrrr, rrrrrr, rrrrrr... humming a little tune, Qin, the young nobleman, holds the snacks he just bought at the supermarket and walks toward his home, mentally planning how to use these items to successfully entice Chen Yue to bed. About the beautiful teaching assistant—he’s actually not sure how to proceed. He’s touched on everything he should, and he’s looked at her more than once, yet he still hasn’t made it to the final step. His sisters at home are urging him, and he’s genuinely eager too. Lin Caiwei returned to her hometown with the mission of tarnishing the reputations of the three brothers from Bai He Gate; Mei Hui and Fang Fang headed to work at the company, as the new products were about to launch and a series of tasks piled up; Huang Xiaozi continued to excel as a student at school, having not returned home for some time; Shu Yajing and Zhou Muzi went shopping together, vowing to visit every shopping mall in Pingan City—though they did make a rather bold request of Qin Daxiao, whose astonishment at their ambitious plans nearly caused him to lose his composure, and who certainly wasn’t going to volunteer as their chaperone. Finally, seizing the rare opportunity to spend time alone with the beautiful teaching assistant, how could he fail to make the most of it? When he went out shopping, Chen Yue had still not fully woken up, as she often suffered from insomnia and usually went to bed late, sleeping until noon during the day. Grrr— A car speeding past stopped beside him, its window glass automatically lowering to reveal a face he recognized instantly. "Director He, how come you're here?" he asked, quite surprised. Hee Muzheng, wearing sunglasses, gestured toward the back and said, "Get in the car—we've got a special mission!" "A mission?" He narrowed his eyes. "I'm really busy today. Can't it wait until tomorrow?" "Cut the chatter," she said with a sigh, "Get in the car now. You've been training for years, and we only use you once in a while. How can you be so reluctant?" He didn't have much patience. "All right," he shrugged, opened the door, and sat down. Throughout the journey, his superior said nothing. After a few minutes, he couldn't take it anymore and asked, "So, what's the mission? You're making such a big deal out of it. I mean, sir, I arranged for the police to capture Sun Cheng—our jade seal theft case is fully solved. You don't even praise me, and now you're giving me that look!" "Hmph," the superior replied, "You really have the nerve to complain!" "Well, I didn't expect you to be so quiet," he added. "I thought you'd at least be silent, not completely mute!" The car drove straight into the parking space of a luxury hotel, and Qin, the young executive, chuckled and said, "Director, won't you be assigning me a room with you? You should have told me earlier—I'd have been thrilled!" The director glanced at him with a look of disbelief: "Stop dreaming! I'll be booking a room with you. Once we get upstairs, just get ready to be reprimanded!" Who'd dare reprimand me? Even my immediate superior, He Muqing, only gives me a stern look. With a touch of skepticism, he followed the director into the elevator and through the corridors to the top floor, where a luxurious business suite awaited. As he opened the door, he found sitting in the living room was Mr. Wei Qingtian, the senior executive, holding a cup of tea in one hand and today's newspaper in the other. The front page read: "National treasure thief Sun finally apprehended—major jade seal theft case solved!" "Mr. Wei, how come you're here?" Qin Feng smiled warmly and greeted him, glancing at He Muqing as he spoke, "Didn't I say before that you don't need to come personally? Just send the wine over, and you'll be doing me a favor. You've been juggling so many responsibilities every day—coming all the way out personally is truly a great effort!" The elder was momentarily stunned, "Wine? What wine? What are you talking about?" He Muqing immediately gave him a sharp look and quietly scolded, "Don't you dare act all silly—you'll die!" "Not exactly," Qin Feng said with a look of regret. "I thought you'd have told him about my desire to drink Wuliangxiang wine, didn't you? Well, guess I was just being overly enthusiastic!" The elder narrowed his eyes, "How do you know this time I'm bringing Wuliangxiang wine? Your intelligence work is quite impressive—your information has reached me!" "Indeed," Qin Feng said with a cheerful smile. "I'm glad you're enjoying the health tea. I've just prepared another batch—let's each have our own share, hehe!" "Not bad, but the drink itself is just average," the old man grumbled. Qin Feng thought: you're still holding your cup like it's special, and you're even persistently asking me for more—when you find it merely average, shouldn't you just let it go? Wei Qingtian set down his cup and said, "Don't make such a fuss. Sit down, Xiao Feng. My task is to rally the cultivators to serve the nation. How have you done that? You've sent three cultivators to prison and even sentenced them—have you not angered them? What's next? Will anyone else be willing to serve the nation?" Qin Daxiao countered firmly: "Those three want my life. Should I be polite to them? Honestly, Grandfather, aside from these three, I've already eliminated one cultivator. So, in truth, these three are lucky—I haven't killed them outright." The old man's face changed: "What exactly happened? Why have they turned against you?" Qin Feng picked out the key points and narrated the full course of events, concluding, "They were unkind first—they have no right to expect me to uphold the principles of the martial world. I needn't bother with them. Please rest assured, Grandfather, I'll handle this matter well!" The elder nodded. "I always thought the immortals were noble and virtuous, but I hadn't expected there to be such petty people among them. Well, such individuals—once brought under my command—will inevitably do harm." "Grandfather, you're absolutely right," Qin Feng gave him a solid thumbs-up, while giving a mischievous smile to He Muqing. He Muqing murmured softly, "All things considered, isn't it still just about fearing that her boyfriend might be taken away? Nothing more than jealousy." Qin Feng narrowed his eyes. "Am I a man or not? If I can't protect even those closest to me, what kind of man am I? Shouldn't you want your boyfriend to be strong, rather than weak?" "You—!" He Muqing was speechless with indignation. Wei Qingtian waved his hand. "You two, stop arguing. Besides this matter, I've come with one even more important task!" He-mu Qing automatically sat up straight, while Qin Feng maintained his casual demeanor.