?Mobile reading The message on the slip contains two points: first, Liu Su is in danger; second, Dong Qunian has once again become the leading figure in the cultivation world, and the group of people he has gathered has now united, with a scale larger than last night's gathering. Currently, Qin Feng has truly become an enemy to the entire cultivation world, even the Gate's spiritual master has had to yield to Dong Qunian's pressure. Of course, Qin remains loyal to his cause—though he is now serving under Dong Qunian's banner. Qin, the young lord, summons his small cauldron and speaks solemnly: "I will first go to find the other sisters. The situation has changed, and staying outside will be risky. Once I locate them, I'll have the cauldron fly back on its own, then hand it over to you. Should any danger arise, it will immediately retreat to safety!" "Brother-in-law's husband, then what about you—will you be going to the capital?" asked Zhou Muzhi. He nods, for Liu Su is indeed his chosen wife, and he cannot simply watch her face danger. Su Wu showed a very considerate side, speaking gently, "Husband, please take care throughout the journey. After all, this time the cultivation realm is sending out its entire force—this sea-of-people strategy is truly impressive!" "Don't worry, everything will be fine!" A few hours later, he appeared above the capital city. As always, the city bustled with people and traffic, vividly reflecting its fast-paced lifestyle. On the top floor of a luxurious office building, Liu Su sat in a well-designed office, a report resting on the table before her. The figures on the report indicated a 5.4% increase in the company's monthly revenue compared to the previous month; yet her face did not reflect the expected joy, as expenses had risen by nearly 8% alongside the revenue. The primary reason for the significant increase in expenses lies in the changes to the compensation structure of personnel. As the economy has continued to grow year after year, employee salaries have risen several times, particularly for mid-to-senior-level managers, whose salary increases can be described as steadily climbing. As a result, the company's profit growth has consistently failed to keep pace with the pace of salary hikes. While some more cost-conscious executives may choose to hold off on salary increases, the clear outcome is a steady stream of resignation requests. To retain talent, the company eventually has to raise wages—often by a greater margin than initially planned—otherwise, there simply won't be enough motivation for employees to stay. Smaller companies fare better, especially large, group-based enterprises, where widespread resignations due to salary issues have a more profound impact. Liu Su's brows slightly furrowed. Honestly, transforming the Tianli Sect into a legitimate commercial group was no small feat, but she was someone who always sought excellence—someone who demanded more of herself, who couldn't tolerate even the smallest imperfection. She knew well that the company had originated from the Tianli Sect. If it couldn't generate tangible results within a short period, it would be difficult to stabilize the workforce and truly establish a solid foundation. Once the course veered off track, reversing course later would become even more challenging. After all, she was still a university student, only twenty-one years old. Managing a large company into its current state was enough to earn genuine admiration from anyone who claimed to be a business prodigy. From her drawer, she pulled out another document—data on the Da Qin Group, obtained through a private consultancy. According to the records, the Da Qin Group has developed rapidly over the past few months and has now risen to among the top ten enterprises in Huaxia. Most of the companies that have made it into the top ten are state-owned enterprises—such as Huaxia's oil and petrochemical sectors, and its mobile communications giant—companies that operate as monopolies. Liu Su wasn't satisfied. "After all, we're all women—why is it that you're doing better than I am?" Huff. A breeze blew in her face, and she instinctively raised her head. Seeing that the window on the opposite side was slightly ajar, she murmured, "When did the window open? That doesn't make sense!" The office is equipped with the latest air purification system, which filters out fine dust and harmful particles—so normally, the windows are never opened. With graceful movements, she stood up, gently rubbing her forehead, and as she walked toward the window, she continued, "It must be that I've been working with numbers so much lately—my mind has gotten all scrambled. I can't remember when I opened the window!" "Close the windows," she glanced out at the sky, which wasn't exactly blue—Beijing's air quality was notoriously poor, and it had been a long time since she'd seen clear blue skies. Turning back, her eyes widened suddenly. A person had taken up her seat—one she knew very well. The person wore a mischievous smile and was casually crossing one leg over the other, quite out of place. "How did you get here?" she pretended to be annoyed, though the excitement in her eyes had already betrayed her completely. Indeed, the visitor was Qin Feng, the eldest son of Qin family. He beamed and said, "Are you not welcoming me? Well, if that's the case, then I'll just leave as an unexpected guest!" With that, he jumped out of his chair and started walking toward the door. "Stop right there!" the beautiful senior sister grabbed his collar, huffed, "Do you think this place is some kind of casual gathering where you can just show up and go whenever you please?" "Qin was very cooperative, asking, "So, where exactly are we? I've already come here—what should I do now?" "Of course, you're supposed to stay put and let me give you a good scolding, so I can vent my frustration. You've been absent for so long, and now you've finally shown up—only to make me upset. You truly are a dull one," the beautiful sister-in-law said with a graceful tone. "I'll follow your instructions, but will you actually be willing to hit me? And can you really manage to beat me?" Qin blinked, casually wrapping his arms around the woman's waist, smiling warmly. "Su Su, after all this time, you've grown so mature—like a perfectly ripe watermelon peach, so delicious that I can't help but want to devour you!" "Ugh, you're being so overly sentimental!" she murmured, her lips instantly captured by Qin's kiss, and her delicate tongue quickly lost to his. Mmm... The two of them were passionately kissing. Qin Feng's hands weren't idle—they smoothly slipped inside the beauty's blouse. One hand climbed up to her prominent bust, while the other gracefully moved toward the even more prominent rear area. Liu Su's skin had become smoother and more supple than before, full of elasticity, which made him utterly enchanted. After a long series of passionate kisses, the beauty realized she had lost several key positions—most notably, the hand above her, which had somehow undone the bra fastenings entirely, and her outer clothing, now completely disheveled. "Rogue sophomore," she pouted, "you've taken advantage of me the moment you arrived—what a bad boy!" She glanced at Qin Feng, who had been so busy lately, and concluded he hadn't come just to see her. "So, what's the matter now?"