The two junior disciples also believed it was the White Crane Sect's claim, so their first thought went straight to Master Lingyuan. In the White Crane Sect, Master Lingyuan truly stands out as an anomaly. Though he is only slightly more difficult to manage than others, within the realm of cultivation where simplicity and purity are the norm, he is genuinely an active and dynamic figure. Should any members of the White Crane Sect come to seek justice against the Heaven's Right Sect or Liu Yun, only Master Lingyuan would dare to do so—others simply lack the courage. Qin, the young master, once again laid the blame squarely at Master Lingyuan's door. The elderly master is currently in seclusion, and it's said he will only emerge once his hair and beard have grown significantly longer. The younger brother asked Liu Yun, "If Master Lingyuan has indeed arrived, what should we do?" "I still can't understand—why did he have to intervene against those businesspeople?" Liu Yun asked in return. The fourth analyzed, "Uncle Shi is someone who doesn't always follow conventional patterns. Perhaps he intends to first cut off the Tianli Sect's financial sources, and then uproot it completely." "Very plausible," agreed the second. Liu Yun frowned, "Although the Tianli Sect is well-organized, no one is up to par with that old man. Even if I personally intervene, I'm not sure I could manage him—unless you two lend your support." The two immediately turned pale. Having been expelled from the sect had already made them a source of ridicule within the cultivation world. If now they were to assist Liu Yun in confronting Uncle Shi, that would be tantamount to dishonoring their own sect. Moreover, once Uncle Shi was dealt with, there would inevitably come a day when they had to face their own master—by then, the entire cultivation world would look down upon them. Liu Yun then added, "I fully understand your difficulties. That's precisely why I'm at a loss. We have to act—our opponents are not our equals, and we can't just sit idle either. If I had known this would be the case, I would have eliminated Zeroyuan the moment he awakened the Master Her eyes lit up as she said, "How about this—I believe White Crane Sect still holds a good deal of affection for us. You two go back secretly, reach out to these people, and keep in touch. Wait for the right moment. We'll launch our counteroffensive!" To be honest, the two weren't very confident, but who could they be when living off the kindness of others, eating and dressing at their expense, always having to serve them? Brother No. Two and Brother No. Four exchanged glances and nodded in unison. This time, he went abroad under the identity of a tourist. To keep his true identity concealed, the internal security and logistics department specially arranged for him a new passport, with a photo that had been professionally altered. At the same time, Qin Shao himself had also undergone a makeup transformation. As soon as he arrived at the hotel, before he even had time to open the wine cooler and take a drink, Isabella floated up through the window. Qin, the young noble, immediately caught her in his arms and smiled, asking, "Have you found Mr. Ma?" "The leads are growing stronger, yet I've never actually seen him," replied the beautiful officer. "Mr. Ma is indeed very cautious—yet he can't help himself with his habits. He always feels compelled to visit nightclubs and then takes the female waitresses to the hotel." According to the accounts of several female waitresses he interviewed, each time Ma Zhi-fei went to a nightclub, his appearance and attire changed significantly—unless he removed all his clothes and got into bed, in which case it was difficult to distinguish him from anyone else. Qin smiled slightly, "I didn't expect that Ma Zhifei was also an expert in disguise. I can't understand why he didn't choose to go to the United States and instead settled here—compared to the U.S., this place is truly a backwater!" The female officer analyzed, "Perhaps he feels more free and secure here. With no one knowing him, if he were in the U.S., even if he partnered with the other party's intelligence agency, he'd likely be under constant surveillance every day!" Qin Feng gently kissed her lips, saying, "Since he enjoys going out to nightclubs, starting tonight, we'll go to nightclubs too. As long as he remains someone who can't stand being alone, we'll surely meet him soon!" "Alright, I'll go arrange it right away," Isabel quickly leapt out of the window. "Hey, hey, don't rush off like that! We haven't even made love yet!" Qin, the young lord, called out with some displeasure. After all, who could blame Shasha for being such a workaholic? In the evening, the two of them appeared at the city's most prominent night club, where it's said the affluent patrons are mostly tourists, with the wealthiest Chinese visitors being the largest group. The man was handsome, the woman beautiful—immediately drawing the attention of many on site. Qin Feng had always wanted such a scene, because when others notice you, you can equally freely observe them. The female officer was already quite familiar with the club and, without waiting for Qin to speak, had already requested the two most renowned drinks from the local menu. Looking at the large cup of yellow-and-green beverage before him, he lowered his voice and asked, "Shasha, what's this made of? Are you sure you're going to drink it?" "The lovely instructor smiled and said, 'Isn't Qin worried about being poisoned? Let me tell you the truth—this drink is made by blending four tropical fruits with gold wine. It has a low alcohol content, but the flavor is excellent. The fruits are pineapple, mango, lemon, and one that's similar to kiwi—pure, natural, so you don't have to worry about pesticide residues or heavy metal exceedances!' He lifted his cup and took a sip. Indeed, it was made from crushed fruits, and the taste was a bit unusual. 'I'm not even concerned,' he said. 'Even back home, the food we eat in our family is specially supplied by the military. If even that special supply has pesticide or heavy metal issues, what else would we have to eat in the land of the Celestial Empire!' 'Haha,' Isabel smiled gently, picked up her cup, and took several sips—she seemed to really enjoy the flavor. Though they appeared to be gently swaying in time with the music, they were actually closely observing each guest, especially the older ones." In less than ten minutes, they had completed the "scan" of all the suspicious individuals. "How about it? Any findings?" the beautiful instructor whispered, simultaneously asking the waiter for another drink. Qin Young shook his head and said, "There are two possibilities. Either Mr. Ma never came here at all—after all, the area isn't just home to this one nightclub—or he's truly skilled at hiding, able to deceive both of our eyes at once, which speaks volumes about his ability." The beautiful instructor took the drink from the waiter and remarked, "The nightclub has been my constant focus over the past few days. There's no doubt that the other party is indeed a master—otherwise, he would have been exposed long ago."