The paper ball landed precisely on Su Kui’s wrist, delivering a powerful blow that caused him to lose his grip on the pistol, which slipped from his hands. The upscale lady glanced at him, intending to scold, but upon seeing his pained expression, she softened and couldn’t bring herself to speak, wondering how a mere small paper ball could exert such force. Only someone who had been struck could truly appreciate the severity of the impact—Su Kui’s wrist and even half of his arm had lost sensation. Qin Feng had infused spiritual energy into the paper ball, making the impact so strong that even a man in his sixties would find it unbearable, let alone a younger person. Stretching slightly, he descended from the ceiling with a light, graceful motion—like a leaf drifting down—rather than the usual human fall. The lady’s eyes widened, and Su Kui did too. Both were seasoned individuals, and neither could fail to recognize that Qin Feng was no ordinary person—he was a true master. How highly skilled he truly was, they couldn't quite determine—what they did know for certain was that not a single bodyguard or guard in this courtyard could stand a chance against him. Su Kui groaned in his heart, his beloved daughter, what on earth have you brought back? "The lady continued to offer a warm smile: 'Young man, there truly seems to be a misunderstanding between you and my daughter. Why don't we resolve it? After all, we're all from the same Chinese cultural background—meeting each other across thousands of miles is no small matter of fortune. And when it comes to rivals, it's better to resolve differences than to let them remain unresolved, isn't that right?' Her words were quite graceful. Qin Feng, however, sat casually on the sofa, and with a casual hum, replied, 'All of this has been due to your daughter's proud attitude. I can clearly see that your family is truly well-off here. It's rare for both of you to be so sensible. So let's just leave it at that!' Su Kui was delighted, and despite the pain in his hands, he smiled and said, 'You young people are indeed so generous! As for my daughter?' 'She's in the study upstairs,' Qin Feng chuckled. 'She's currently reading a rare Ming Dynasty classic. I just randomly flipped through a few pages and found it quite impressive. After all, it's a treasure of Chinese heritage, and Su Xiaoniu herself is of pure Chinese descent—she truly deserves to see Su Kui's face turned instantly green. In his study, the only Ming dynasty rare classic was that very copy of *Jinpingmei*. "I'll go talk with the young people," the lady said. "No, no, no—I'll go," Su Kui volunteered. If his wife saw that book, it was certain to be lost. "You're the head of the household, aren't you? Of course you're to host guests." The lady gave him a withering look, then smiled warmly at Qin Feng and said, "I'll step away now. Please chat freely—don't be at all formal!" Su Kui could only watch helplessly as his wife ascended the stairs. His heart was breaking. If only he had read that book earlier, instead of saving it for later appreciation. Ahhh... A document flew toward him, and he instinctively reached out to catch it. "You wanted to know who I am," Qin Feng said, "here's my identification." The old man stared intently and immediately felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead. The document clearly stated: "Special Operations Unit, Ministry of National Defense; Member Qin Feng, Major; assigned to the Internal Security Bureau." Though the old man had lived in Europe for most of his life, he was well aware of the Internal Security Bureau—reaching the rank of Major there was no ordinary achievement. The Internal Security Bureau typically handled national leaders' security and urban defense, and the designation of "Special Operations Unit" indicated that this was a specialized team. After all, in China, military personnel were generally not allowed to serve abroad. The fact that Qin Feng held an officer's ID and appeared in Europe as a private citizen already raised serious questions. Su Kui couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling—his daughter had indeed encountered a true powerhouse. This sense of fear was innate, for Su Kui had always been a bandit, and the bandits' greatest adversaries were the military—exactly the case with Qin Feng. "Mr. Su, you've already learned my identity, so it's time for me to tell you a bit about myself," Qin Feng said with a casual expression, glancing around the room. "From the scale and grandeur of your home, it's clear you're no ordinary wealthy businessman. With so many bodyguards and security personnel in the courtyard, and even anti-aircraft missiles mounted on the roof—how can you possibly claim to be just a regular entrepreneur?" Su Kui truly wanted to say that, but once Qin Feng had made it explicit, there was no point in hiding anymore. He felt a bit embarrassed and replied, "I'm the leading figure of the largest Chinese community organization in Europe, leading our community to stand up against European prejudice. Of course, I also run a few small businesses—ah, you know!" "Ah, so you're a Chinese community organization—like a mafia?" Qin Feng furrowed his brows. Su Kui waved his hand as he said, "It can't simply be reduced to a mafia. You know Europeans have a strong sense of exclusivity. For people of Chinese descent like us, establishing ourselves and thriving on their soil is no easy task. Therefore, we need to unite—numbers make strength—and only then can we avoid being treated unfairly by the locals!" In the end, it still comes down to the mafia. In Europe, the Tang Chinese mafia ranks just behind the Five Families, the Russian mafia, and the Triads, and has become one of the four major European mafia groups. Qin Feng was somewhat surprised—now it makes sense why he always thought the Su family wasn't just ordinary wealthy landowners. Su Kui's reputation in Europe is quite strong; without Su Wu bringing him here, ordinary people would hardly have been able to reach this manor. The hidden sentries within just a few kilometers alone would have been a significant challenge for any infiltration team. "Actually, you're the leader of the Tang Chinese mafia—how very impressive! I deeply admire those who build their own success from scratch in unfamiliar environments. Su Kui truly deserves our respect," Qin Feng said, standing up. "Please, please. You're so young yet already hold a high position within the Internal Security Organization—your future must be bright." Su Kui bowed. At that moment, the sound of high-heeled shoes echoed from the staircase, and both of them instinctively looked up. "Qin Feng, you're a complete dreamer!" Su Wu, now wearing a pair of new leather shoes, shouted loudly. "You dare to show up before my parents? Dad, beat him senseless—make it up to me!" Earlier, when the lady had found her in the study, Su Wu had been tied up, her feet bare, her shirt torn into strips and used as ropes, looking quite miserable. The lady was unaware of Qin Feng's true identity and simply remarked that it was a misunderstanding.