It's true that people often die from the very atmosphere they live in—this saying holds true wherever it's applied. In the world of e-books, He Zhengjun, who should now hold the rank of full general, is indeed a prominent figure. Though not the overall commander of a military theater, he serves as the political commissar in a second-tier leadership role, making him a key player both within the military and the Ministry of National Defense. Yet, in the eyes of Wei Qingtian, a seasoned military veteran, only someone like Qin Feng—his daughter's son-in-law—can truly be considered an elite. Compared to him, He Zhengjun seems to have fallen from the sky, then plummeted into a well. He himself often feels that he falls short of his son-in-law, but what can he do? Even if he works tirelessly, he can only hope to reach Wei Qingtian's current level in his lifetime—provided, of course, that his father-in-law survives until the end. Now it seems that the old man's health is improving by the day, and serving the people for another twenty years should be no problem at all. By then, what about Mr. He's retirement? He'll surely be in for a tough time—having his own father surpassed, let alone his son-in-law. After a few cups of wine, Mr. He grew braver and added another saying: wine strengthens a bear's courage. Listening to Mr. He Zhengjun struggling to argue with Wei Qingshan, Liu Su quietly pulled at Qin Feng's sleeve and whispered, "It seems your father-in-law and his father-in-law aren't on the best of terms. But you're the cleverest—just a few cups of wine and you've completely turned them around!" "Heh, that's true," he chuckled. "My father-in-law passed away early. If he hadn't, I'd have managed to do the same!" "Who exactly is the father-in-law of the Liu family?" the beautiful senior asked, instantly realizing. She scolded, "You're such a bad one! My father's already passed away, and you're still making jokes about him—how could you be so rude!" Around the Wei family, a number Qin Feng had already noticed—it was merely a performance of ignorance. Even if cultivators transcended the mundane world, they dared not stir up trouble on the territory of the Chinese military's senior officials. Honestly, they simply didn’t have the nerve. Moreover, Qin Feng was there himself. They kept monitoring the situation while dispatching reports to Dong Qunian. "What?" Dong slammed the table, sounding displeased. "How did Qin Feng get here? Who informed you?" The Fire God elder sneered, "How can you be certain someone reported him? We traveled from the south to the capital, taking an entire day—Qin Feng arriving ahead of us is entirely normal. Didn't your disciple just report that his girlfriends had all left the Xiaoyao Sect and gathered at one place?" "That doesn't matter," Dong Qunian remained furious. The Fire God Elder continued, "He must have realized we still had our reserves, so he first gathered everyone together and then focused on protecting the only one left alone—Liu Su. How simple this strategy is! Can Master Dong possibly not see it?" Of course he sees it—only unwilling to admit it. His delayed arrival in the capital is directly linked to his indecisiveness. While playing with the small spiritual artifact in his hands, the Immortal of the Ethereal Realm said, "What will we do now? Our plans have completely collapsed!" "Since we've come this far, we can't go back empty-handed," Dong Qunian stood up and said. "We've simply lost the opportunity to kidnap the hostages. As long as we work together, can it really be difficult to deal with Qin Feng? I've decided—I'll issue a challenge to Qin Feng." "A challenge, a formal challenge," the Fire God Elder brightened. "Excellent idea—how utterly foolish! Is Qin Feng really a fool? Will he just show up and accept the challenge once he receives it?" "I have my own plans." "Dong Guankun said, sounding rather annoyed. The Pi Miao True Man also disagreed, saying, "Why wait any longer? He won't escape, and he'll have to protect the girls around him. We have at least a 90% chance of victory!" Dong's eyes widened. "Are you trying to die? What's going on here? This is a key military zone of the Chinese government. If we act now, we'll expose ourselves completely. Yes, we're not afraid of the soldiers, but have you thought about the consequences? What if we anger them? What would that gain us?" The two fell silent. They indeed weren't afraid of the soldiers, but they were afraid of the Chinese government. Once the government introduced policies targeting the cultivators, even simple measures like environmental pollution could drive the ten major sects into exile. Qin Feng, who had been drinking quietly, raised his head and finished off his wine without a word. He thought to himself: "You people are truly pathetic—so cautious, so hesitant, even more scattered than a loose group of sand. You really think you can stand a chance against me?" Well-fed and satisfied, he left the elderly couple, still arguing fiercely and flushed with emotion, and dashed off with the beautiful senior sister. On the way, noticing his consistently charming, mischievous smile, Liu Su couldn't help asking, "What's your next scheme again? From my experience, every time you look like that, someone's bound to suffer!" "They've arrived," he said calmly. "We're heading to the most luxurious hotel. The more people there, the more hesitant they are to act—the more opportunities I have..." "Isn't that a scheme?" Liu Su finished his sentence. Why make it sound so dramatic? What's a scheme? That's strategy! Do you really think that way about your future husband? In such crowded places, they're all hesitant—how could he possibly dare? To impress the beautiful senior sister, he beamed and said, "Of course not! On the contrary, the more people there, the more excited I get. The more confident I become—until I finally push you down and start all that—wahahaha!" Li Su was indeed startled. She slammed on the brakes, eyes wide open, shouting, "You dare!" Isn't it true that women are emotional? It's understandable if they're truly moved or if they raise their voices in protest—after all, you're driving, aren't you? Slamming the brakes like that is quite dangerous, isn't it? The car has now swerved sideways and stopped right in the middle of the road. Did you know that? Clearly, she didn't. For safety's sake, Qin, the young nobleman, had to concede, "I'm sorry—I didn't mean to upset you. Could we please release the brakes and gently steer the car back to an upright position?" The beautiful senior student was momentarily stunned, "What do you mean?... Wow, the car has swerved sideways—how on earth do you drive? Two lives are at stake, and you can be so careless!" "...", Qin expressed his bewilderment. "Wait—this doesn't make sense. I thought I was driving. How could this have happened?" Li Su looked even more surprised than he did. Qin Dashi was completely convinced, sighed, and said, "Big sister, I thought you shouldn't have raised that issue just now. Ask yourself—wasn't it you who drove the car well? Could it possibly be my fault causing the current situation?" Liu Su was utterly unreasonable, saying, "Of course, if not you, then who? How has my brother become so bad? When you make a mistake, you should admit it—this is what a good girl should do. You've clearly lost your way. I'm not exaggerating—lying isn't exactly your strong suit. You need to truly learn to take responsibility and make improvements. Do you understand?"