At night, a solitary figure left the Li household and walked steadily toward the south. Actually, Guan Wenfeng didn't want to leave Li's home—there was truly safety there. But Li Shao had already made his position so firm; how could Guan possibly keep standing and refuse to go? He had indeed considered staying, but what if he angered Li Shao and then decided to proactively report the matter? In that case, he would truly be in a dead end. He was well aware that his father, Guan Lijie, could be arrested, but would certainly not face any life-threatening danger. After holding such a high position for so long, he always received due respect from all sides. Even if he spent the rest of his life in prison, he would still enjoy the same treatment and privileges as before. But Guan Wenfeng was different—those senior figures would not extend him the same courtesy, especially after thoroughly investigating certain actions of his. Take, for instance, the matter of helping his father resolve political rivals, and the incident involving placing bombs on a plane—both of which carried the certainty of being condemned to death. Thus, he silently resolved in his heart that no matter what, he must never fall into the hands of those people. Now, while he could certainly assist others, his father's former associates and loyal subordinates were widespread throughout the country, and numerous even in the capital. Yet, should he need to reach out to them, he could only do so from outside the capital—never from within. Although Li Shaoyu was timid, he was absolutely right in his concern: what if they were to take notice of him? He looked up at the moon in the sky and murmured to himself, "Today I am leaving the capital, but one day I will return—claiming back what truly belongs to me!" His plan was to take a regional train to travel to the provinces, then transfer to another train. He chose the train because only trains allowed him to board without having to check in at the station, and tickets could be purchased without requiring a real-name system. Ah... A breeze blew gently from behind, creating a strangely eerie sensation. At first, he didn't take it seriously. Just taking two steps forward, he found himself unable to go on. Then, the very voice he most didn't want to hear rang out. Qin Feng appeared behind him, smiling and saying, "Guan, what are you off to do now? I thought you could only walk with a luxury car at your side—turns out, you can actually walk on two legs! By the way, where's your car?" His tone was full of mockery and disdain. Guan Wenfeng hadn't expected that, despite all he had done, Qin Feng still emerged unscathed. Slowly turning around, he replied coldly, "Qin, the situation I'm in now—aren't you the one responsible?" Qin, the young lord, shrugged and corrected, "This is entirely your fault. How can you blame me?" The phrase "咎由自取" struck Guan Wenfeng deeply. Until now, he always believed his current setbacks had been caused by others. He had never once considered his own shortcomings. Wouldn't things have reached this point if it weren't for Qin Feng's interference? The answer is no. Without Qin Feng's disruptions, he would still be the esteemed future crown prince, standing tall and above all. Seeing him silent, Qin Shao added, "Think more about what you've actually done—don't attribute your failures solely to external circumstances. Too many outcomes stem from subjective reasons!" The handsome man sighed, expressing his weariness and asked, "Since you've found me, I assume my outcome won't be very favorable. Could you tell me what it is?" Qin Shao replied, "According to Master Wei's instructions, I'm to capture you alive and subject you to the proper trial!" He chuckled wistfully, "Then I must be dead within a week!" "No," Qin Feng waved his hand, saying, "That's Master Wei's intention. He also mentioned that if you resist, I have the option to execute you on the spot. Do you think I'd hand you over to the court, letting you defend yourself endlessly in the courtroom?" "The handsome man's face darkened: 'I see. Your point is that even if I don't resist, you'll still kill me, correct?' 'Exactly.' Qin Feng extended his right hand, and the pistol materialized in mid-air. Guan Wenfeng's heart plummeted to the bottom of his chest. He looked up and asked his final question: 'Could you tell me how you survived the plane crash?' 'What's the point in telling you all that? Just go on with your journey, calmly.' Qin Feng didn't feel like explaining. He simply pulled the trigger. Boom... A bullet whistled past, piercing precisely into the handsome man's brow. Guan Wenfeng collapsed face-up, his eyes fixed straight at the moon above, refusing to close. Clearly, he wasn't ready to accept this outcome. The gunshot drew the nearby patrol police. Qin, the young man, smiled. With you all here, I'll let you handle the matter—now I'm truly saved some effort. ... The next morning, Qin, the young man, stumbled out of his room, only to find Wei Qingtian sunbathing and drinking tea. "Mr. Li, such enthusiasm—getting up so early just to have tea." He greeted with a smile. "Early? Early in what way?" Mr. Li replied with a scowl. "It's already ten o'clock in the morning, isn't it? I'm not exactly a morning person—three and a half hours have passed since I got up. You, on the other hand, must have slept until noon!" He chuckled. "You can't blame me for that. Last night, I went all the way to the Guan family's place, and I came back late and tired. Of course, I needed to catch up on sleep!" He set down his cup and huffed, "When you don't mention this, I'm fine. But as soon as you do, I get angry. I told you what I expected—you know what you did!" "We killed the opponent," he said, walking over, picking up a fresh cup, pouring a cup of tea, and drinking it all in one go, then spitting the liquid into the flowerpot beside him. The old man was absolutely furious—such a precious tea, and you treated it like mouthwash! You're truly wasting it. "I'm saying that if resistance is encountered, we should just eliminate the person on the spot," he said, "you can't make any excuses. I'm a military man myself, and from the police photos, it's clear that the young man didn't put up a fight before he died!" Qin Feng sat down without ceremony and replied, "You're absolutely right. In my opinion, it's better to shoot him dead right away rather than leave him bouncing around in court or jail. Think about it—his father has already been arrested, but even a lean camel is bigger than a horse in terms of endurance. What if he uses all his connections to secure a favorable outcome for his son? Then you might find yourself unable to carry through with the execution!" Such a situation does indeed exist, yet Wei Qingtian still felt that simply killing the man was simply too cold and unkind. "Actually, at the very last moment, Guan did have a sudden realization." "He said calmly, 'It's hard for him to recognize his own mistakes, but as soon as he regains his freedom, he will surely discard the insights that have formed, and return to who he was before!' The elder sighed, 'Isn't that exactly what you've been trying to say—'that it's hard to change one's nature even when the circumstances change'? Your approach is correct, just a bit too severe. From now on, remember: when you can, be lenient and show mercy!'”