In Isabel's words, sincerity boiled down to two matters: first, deepening cooperation with the Chinese nation on various fronts; second, recognizing China's status as a great power. Since the 19th century, China has always been a country easily manipulated, despite its remarkable growth in economy, military, and other fields over the past few decades. The status of a great power has remained largely nominal—something they've only claimed in words, never truly recognized by others. Now, several European nations have finally acknowledged China's standing—what a source of pride! Excited by this recognition, the senior leaders have decided to downplay the vampire issue, treating it as a gesture of goodwill and mutual courtesy to their visiting counterparts. "It turns out to be this result," He Muqing said, turning to Qin Feng. "It seems you'll have to go personally, and perhaps even intimidate those vampires into submission!" "No problem," said Qin, the young noble. "This has always been my intention. I'm just a bit disappointed with the politicians, though—still, it's not a big deal, since they haven't really impressed me much. What I'm curious about is what Grandfather intends to do." At that moment, He's phone rang. She picked it up, immediately silenced the room, and said, "It's Grandfather calling. Everyone, please be quiet!" A few minutes later, she hung up the phone and smiled, saying, "Once again, facts have proven that Grandpa didn't go along with those people. He supported Xiao Feng's trip to Europe and specifically reminded you to be careful!" "Finally, Grandpa hasn't let me down," he said with a smile. Suddenly, a thought struck him—he remembered something else—and he immediately stepped out of the room, saying, "I'll go handle some other matters; you don't need to wait for me for dinner!" As soon as he spoke, he was already out of sight among the women. Shu Yajing felt puzzled and asked, "What's going on? He's running off so quickly!" "Exactly," He Leading also found it strange. Lu Man thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he's rushing off to meet up with one of the girls!" Isabel nodded, "That makes sense—otherwise, why would he be so quick?" It's no surprise that they all wronged Qin Daxiao. He wasn't out on a date with a beautiful woman—he had suddenly realized that among the twelve people killed at White Crane Gate, there was no mention of the Fourth Brother. That meant the Fourth Brother hadn't joined them in the mission; instead, he had stayed with Liu Yun. Yet, with all twelve of his brothers and comrades dead, there was no reason for him to remain at the main academy. He would surely have to go to the scene—whether to collect the bodies or to investigate the clues. Therefore, it made sense to return and deal with him. Qin Daxiao took command of his flying sword, setting off at the fastest possible speed toward the previous city. When he arrived, the Fourth Brother's investigation was nearly complete. If he had arrived even twenty minutes later, he might have ended up empty-handed. The fourth brother carefully examined the wounds on his siblings. It was clear that they had all fallen to high-level cultivators—several of them had both bodies and heads severed, clearly struck down by a single sword blow. "Who could have done this?" he couldn't figure it out. He hadn't doubted Qin Feng at all, in fact, he had ruled him out long ago. After all, just a few months prior, he had personally faced off against Qin's younger brother and knew he lacked the necessary strength. Yet how could he have imagined that Qin's cultivation progress had been nothing short of rocket-like? Not only had they not seen each other in months, even just a few days apart could have seen him undergo a complete transformation. Moreover, it was certain that the killer had no connection to Bai He Gate. Huff. A figure on foot, one foot hovering on a flying sword, approached from the north. As he lifted his head to gaze at the visitor, he found himself unable to make out their facial features or determine their cultivation level. Was this an enemy or a friend? Doubts stirred within him. Only when the sword came to a stop did he clearly recognize it was Qin Feng, and was taken aback. "Old Fourth, you're indeed here," Qin the Young said with a smile, "Didn't waste my several hours of flight—haha!" Old Fourth's expression changed instantly. "You knew I'd come, didn't you? It was you who killed the person responsible, didn't it? When did Qin Feng become so formidable? Why all this trouble with our brotherhood?" "That's still a question? You could figure it out just by tapping your toes," Qin the Young said coldly. "Are you going to surrender gracefully, or shall I knock you out first before capturing you?" Old Fourth gritted his teeth. "Don't you fear becoming the target of criticism across the cultivation world? I warn you—don't act rashly, or you'll have no good outcome!" "I believe I already know your choice," Qin Feng said, and prepared to move. Old Brother's attitude had taken a complete 180-degree turn—he dropped to his knees with a soft *plink*, bowing both hands while shouting, "Hero, please spare my life! I've been blind all this time, not seeing you for the hero you are. As long as you give me one chance to live, I'll serve you like a cow or a horse!" Qin Dashi was taken aback. By heaven, the Bai He Gate truly has soft underbellies. The solid, determined image that the second brother had painstakingly built had collapsed in an instant. The fourth brother knelt repeatedly, his head bowing like a pestle being crushed—truly afraid now. His dozen brothers-in-arms had all fallen short, let alone himself. Qin Feng had originally planned to eliminate the fourth brother completely. But now he felt that keeping him might still be useful. Yet, sparing him so easily might make the young man a mere opportunist, someone who follows the wind. It would be wise to press him a little, so he'd truly learn to fear. "Why should I spare you?" he said, twirling his flying sword, "Don't we seem to be enemies?" The Fourth one quickly said, "Mr. Qin, I can assist you. If I'm not mistaken, you're the one behind Master Liu Su of the Liu family. I can take care of Miss Liu Yun for you—how about that?" "Do you really have the ability?" Qin said with a tone of disdain. The Fourth stepped forward, chest puffed out, saying, "I can't guarantee everything else, but this particular matter—I've got it handled. I'll act while I'm with Miss Liu Yun, when she's most vulnerable—her defenses are at their weakest. It's a sure thing. And when Miss Liu Yun dies at my hands, I'll take full blame, with absolutely no connection to you two!" Qin Feng smiled. Indeed, this man was reliable. He then produced a small porcelain bottle and said, "Take the pills inside and drink them." The Fourth hesitated, making a solemn vow, "Sir, are you doubting me? Do you really need me to swallow poison?" "Come on, poison? How about something to strengthen your vitality? You're in this condition—how can you even manage to have sex with Miss Liu Yun? If you do, you'll surely collapse before you