?Reading on mobile phone As soon as Ling'er's call from outside the tent reached He Muqing and Lin Caiwei, the two women exchanged a glance and both gave a helpless expression—this girl was simply too troublesome. Eight Zero E-book Qin Feng walked out, his face dark, and addressed the woman dressed in purple with irritation: "What are you here for? Are you deliberately making me angry, or do you have some other mischief in mind?" Ling'er blinked her large eyes: "You're wronging a good person! When have I ever been misbehaving? Now you're the suspect—my two elder sisters are with you, so what's the matter?" Qin, the young lord, was truly furious: "If they weren't with me, that would truly be a crisis!" His little sister tilted her head: "That doesn't make sense. Isn't it supposed to be 'birds of a feather scatter when the storm comes'?" Good heavens, Qin's expression grew even more strained—was this girl really facing a crisis? Even if she were, the girls around him wouldn't leave his side. Who taught you that theory? Two women stepped out to see them at odds, quickly soothing the situation. Ling'er, being a child in nature, was easily calmed by just a few words from the two. Watching her retreating figure, Lin Beauty gave a thoughtful glance toward Qin Shao, and asked, "Are you certain you want to take action against her?" Qin Shao gritted his teeth, saying, "I never expected Ling'er to be so ungracious—such a letdown. Still, I won't give up. This will be more challenging, and I'm determined to shape her just like you two." The two women exchanged a look of mild exasperation, both deeply concerned for Ling'er's fate. How could such a simple, pure girl have ended up with Qin Feng? Her luck simply seemed too poor. As for gathering clues, it had become second nature to all three of them. After breakfast, the group gathered once again at the high platform. Regarding the matter of the deceased, Dong Qiankun promised to provide a full explanation to everyone. Yet, in his own eyes, nothing was more important than securing his position as Grand Marshal at this very moment. Because of the passing of a person, the mood of everyone has been somewhat affected. The heightened interest in the matter from yesterday—everyone eager to find out the answer—has driven them all to come here on time. Dong Gqian smiled and said, "I'd like to propose something. Given the current fragmented state of the cultivation world, we should unite and jointly elect a leader." It wasn't news anymore that Dong Gqian intended to become the leader. To hear him say it publicly at the age of thirty, right before everyone, still surprised many. Then Dong Gqian delivered a long, elaborate speech, several times raising the atmosphere to a peak under the enthusiastic encouragement of his disciples. He Ma Qing analyzed that the previous murder case was likely orchestrated by Dong Gqian, with the aim of preventing Qin Feng from causing disruption in the upcoming leadership election. But Qin Dashi himself didn't think so. If that were truly the case, then why hadn't the Dong family mentioned it at all? That clearly showed they were unaware of the matter, which was why they had instinctively avoided it and treated it as unimportant. With a composed gesture, he subtly pointed behind him and whispered, "I think it's more likely the two elders!" Master Bai He immediately added, "Indeed it's you! Does such a minor maneuver really have any effect on him? Master Dong has always been fixated on becoming the Grand Marshal; he's utterly indifferent to everything else. He hasn't even mentioned this matter once—unless he actually becomes Grand Marshal, he won't even turn back to attend to it!" Both of them clearly saw how difficult it was for Master Dong to secure the position. Everyone was used to living independently, accustomed to a free-spirited, unattached lifestyle. Who would willingly accept having multiple people overseeing them, with annual tribute payments to the Grand Marshal? It would be a fool who would agree. Of course, with the strong backing of Master Chao Piao-Miao, Master Dong's momentum has surged significantly—something no one had anticipated. Lin Fenglei sighed, "I've made a misstep. This small maneuver only causes a minor inconvenience to Qin Feng. To actually take his life seems quite unlikely. Fortunately, I haven't ended up undermining myself—this is already satisfactory!" "Ah, what can I say to you?" "The White Crane Sect Master sighed, saying, "They're far superior in strength; to have to go up against them, and end up scrambling around like a minor player, while they remain unscathed—what's the point?" "I can't bear this," Lin Fenglei snapped, full of resentment. The three who had overheard their conversation exchanged glances. The two women deeply admired Qin Feng's judgment—they were indeed the ones behind Lin Fenglei's maneuvers. In fact, even when Lin Fenglei was first identified in the morning, Qin Feng had already dispatched Dong Qunqian and the Immortal of the Misty Heights, assessing him as someone lacking substantial core strength. Since he couldn't compete head-on, he had to operate from the shadows, plotting behind the scenes. His assessment proved accurate—once the direction was right, the scope of the investigation could be further narrowed. As the three prepared to expose Lin Fenglei's true intentions, a dramatic reversal unfolded on stage: among the ten major sects, six now supported Dong Qunqian for the position of Grand Marshal." Everyone in the audience was astonished—what on earth was going on? Diao Miao, too, found it hard to believe, yet upon reflection, he realized that since the Dong family had managed to win over Laozi, they must also have succeeded in winning over others. The Master of the Tongling Sect, as a staunch representative of one side, had been consistently opposed, but this was the first time he had sat on the platform—his voice had been insignificant, and each time he tried to express his views, they were rudely interrupted. Lin Caivé gently moved Qin Feng's elbow and asked, "What should we do?" To be honest, he too found the matter quite troublesome. He had tirelessly promoted Dong Quanren's ambitions precisely to create resistance among the audience—only to find that the Dong family had gone even further, securing the support of so many. As for the Master of the Tongling Sect, he had never been part of the group that had been won over. "If this trend continues, Dong will surely become the Grand Marshal. It's truly puzzling—how can these people have their heads so thoroughly kicked by a donkey, willingly choosing a leader for themselves? What have they gained, exactly "What the leader said, shaking his head. Qin, smiling mysteriously, said, "Don't worry—Dong will definitely not become the Grand Master!" Lin, her eyes brightening, exclaimed, "You've got a plan!" Qin nodded, saying, "That's right."