?Mobile reading While strolling around the castle after dinner, Qin, the eldest son, returned, and the attitude of the Su family—especially the three of them—had clearly improved. Eight Zero E-book Su Kui and his wife were exceptionally warm and welcoming, and even Su Xiao Niu, who had previously been consistently at odds with him, now appeared more respectful and attentive. It seems his strategy has indeed proven effective. If this were back home in China, he would certainly have kept his identity as a cultivator well concealed. Given that there are already few Chinese people in Europe, and considering Su Kui’s own stature as a capable leader, he would likely not reveal this matter. From the way the entire family reacted, it’s clear that Qin has made the right bet. Before dinner began, the old man solemnly produced a file folder and handed it to him, saying, “This contains reports gathered by my staff—all related to the Blood Shadow Assassins’ Guild. I’m not sure if this will be of any use to you.” The file folder felt heavy, its thickness clearly indicating that it contained well over a hundred pages. Securing so many documents—despite the fact that many might be irrelevant—was no small feat. After all, both the Blood Shadow and the Isle of Death are highly confidential organizations. He thought for a moment. With his current familiarity with flying swords, he could only manage about 180 kilometers per hour—plus, due to unfamiliarity with the terrain, he often ended up colliding with mountains or trees. Flying along the highway was a solid option, though it would make him more visible; if someone snapped a photo of him with their phone and posted it as a UFO video, he’d instantly become a household name. Since someone was already willing to serve as his dedicated driver and errand runner, why not agree? He kicked off with both legs, leaped high into the air, and arced through the air, precisely passing through the window to enter the vehicle. Su Wu first expressed admiration, then muttered, “I should’ve known better—why did I lower the window glass and end up crashing you?” Qin Feng replied, “Even the thickest glass wouldn’t stand up to my sword—nor would I offer compensation. As long as you don’t mind the damage, that’s all.” “You…!” Su Xiaoniu flushed and turned away angrily. “You what? Hurry up and start driving!” "Qin Feng grew increasingly impatient, urging, "Since you've invited me to get into the car, you should have the mindset of a good driver. Little lady, how do you know I'll definitely take action in the evening?" The earlier part of his words had only made Su Wu more incensed, but the final remark filled her with pride. With her chin raised proudly, she sniffed, saying, "Madam Su is keenly observant—what's in your heart, I can see at a glance!" "Really?" Qin, the young nobleman, gazed at her intently, smiling warmly. "Could it be that you're my very own inner secret? Then perhaps I'll need to take some worm medicine—otherwise, all my hidden thoughts will surely be uncovered by this little worm of yours!" "You're the worm, not me! That's truly disgusting," Su Wu thought of the white, plump, adorable creatures, and felt so nauseated she almost retched. "Hurry up and get in the car—we've got to agree now that you'll be on duty outside, staying put, no leaving, or else..." Qin Feng glanced appreciatively at her prominent chest, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "If you dare to be disobedient, I'll start with your tofu and then take it further!" "You dare!" "Come on, what's there to be afraid of?" He leaned comfortably against the seat, humming. "I'm sure your parents would love to see me do just that. Do you think they'd actually find fault with me?" The young woman was at a loss—how could she protest when her parents had a certain level of apprehension about him? She had to just endure it. The off-road vehicle performed exceptionally well, cruising at a steady 160 mph on the highway; Su Xiaoniu was also a skilled driver. When encountering bumps and potholes, she didn't slow down at all—instead, she pressed the accelerator firmly, relying on the excellent grip and suspension to surge straight through. "By the way, do you know how to use a gun?" Qin Feng asked. The young lady replied, "How rare! When I was six, I used to accompany my father on hunting trips. By the time I was eight, I started learning to use a sniper rifle—don't think I'm exaggerating: within one kilometer, I can hit exactly where I aim!" "Really?" Qin Dashi remained highly skeptical. Su Wu said seriously, "Of course. So from now on, please don't ever cross me—otherwise, at any moment, I might just take you out with a shot, blasting your head right off!" Qin Dashi pretended to be deeply afraid, saying, "If there's anything I've done wrong, please forgive me, madam—don't hold it against me. You must know, people like me usually have many enemies. Should I ever truly be hit in the head by a sniper shot, I'll certainly haunt you forever, because only you can threaten me face-to-face like this!" Implied in his words: no matter who the killer is, I won't let you off the hook—I'll make sure you're always on my radar. After all, with just a simple sniper rifle, they've already taken my life—how very casual is that? Besides, just hitting targets within a kilometer—how can he be so proud to show it off? My longest successful sniper shots have exceeded two kilometers, more than twice as far as yours. Of course, he won’t say that out loud—he doesn’t want to discourage Su Xiaoniu. It’s good for a girl to have confidence. Half an hour later, Su Wu parked the car as he requested. Yet she didn’t understand why—this location was still three minutes’ drive from the blood shadows’ gathering point. Was it really that cautious? Even if they got close to one kilometer, they wouldn’t have raised any suspicion. "Follow my instructions and stay right here," Qin the Young Man said, his face darkening with firmness. "It’s already a great honor that I’ve invited you along. If you dare to defy my plans, I’ll deal with you first, then with the blood shadows’ people!" Mainly because she might not achieve the desired results and instead cause unnecessary setbacks—such a girl, raised in comfort from childhood, always assumed she knew best, and that could lead to significant losses. "Fine, I'm a lady, and I'd rather stay at a distance." Su Wu murmured. As Qin Feng was just taking off on his flying sword, she immediately rushed to the trunk, shouting out the gun case and swiftly assembled a mid-range sniper rifle—commonly known as a "bird gun."