?Reading on mobile phone Qingya carried the box of premium tea, happily leaving the café. She truly loves tea—despite several polite refusals, she couldn’t resist its charm at the end. The male customers around her all felt refreshed and at ease. In their eyes, how could a single cup of tea possibly win over such a top-tier beauty? That would be sheer nonsense. Of course, if Qin Feng had actually been won over by a cup of tea, these gentlemen would have been devastated. Still, simply this would surely bring the tea seller a modest boost in revenue. Qin Feng was quite pleased. As the saying goes, "When you eat from someone’s plate, you’re at their mercy; when you take something from someone’s hands, you soften." Though a mere box of tea might not yet qualify as "softening," today’s acceptance of the tea means tomorrow’s more valuable gifts, and the day after that. By then, even if Brother Qin had done something wrong, would you still be willing to take harsh action? He wasn't just bringing gifts—he was also thinking of other ways to get the Inspector into trouble. "Bill, please," he called out rather unceremoniously. In fact, beneath each table, there was a button that could be pressed for ordering, billing, or service. Still, the server arrived promptly and said softly, "Sir, your total comes to 660 yuan. Do you have a membership card? With it, you'll get a 10% discount!" "Six hundred sixty? That's quite expensive," he was surprised. After all, it was just a decent cup of coffee and a pot of plain water—how could it have come to over six hundred? The server patiently explained, "A freshly ground coffee cup is priced at 420 yuan. The water and tea set we served you earlier were calculated at the most affordable black tea rate, which is 240 yuan. Together, that adds up to 660 yuan." "Whoever just said that black tea is the cheapest drink here—seriously, is two hundred yuan per pot really affordable? It seems like all of you are real high-end folks. After settling the bill, he headed to the nearest hotel. Gave him a look of disdain: "Didn't you see Qin Feng? That young man dares to do anything, yet he himself doesn't even manage to live up to the standard. If he dares to do it, why shouldn't we?" "True enough!" What followed only served to have them berate Qin even more. You're out of your mind, aren't you? Just two hours ago, you escaped from that hotel that caught fire—how could you possibly choose to go back to it now? The reason is simple: when Qin left the hotel in such a hurry, he forgot to return their room charges. Now, he genuinely doesn't want to return them anymore, so he's decided to stay on. All he needs to do is simply switch to another room. The hotel is bustling with people—staff members are constantly checking the power lines, pipes, and alarm systems, and police and fire personnel are maintaining order. Thanks to timely fire control efforts, the hotel has suffered only minor disruptions. Most guests have returned to their rooms, though some have opted to leave and receive refunds. To be honest, besides the plan董乾坤 had previously thought of, the Fire God Elder and the Misty True Person truly hadn't come up with any better solutions. Could they possibly start another artificial fire? With so many people watching, would it even be possible to ignite one? This is also one of the key reasons Qin Shao chose this location. After a restless night, not having a beautiful companion to warm his bed was already quite unfortunate; if he couldn't find a place where he could finally sleep soundly, it would truly be tragic beyond measure. "Qin Sha smiled slightly with a bad grace. "No way, let's have breakfast first!" "Oh oh!" "Hey, you've already agreed, so why are you still eating my tofu?" "Don't you dare eat it—eating tofu as a compromise should be perfectly fine!" "Huh!" Half an hour later, Qin Sha was enthusiastically devouring his heart-shaped breakfast, while the beautiful senior student sat alone on the sofa, busy adjusting her messy outerwear with both hands. After finally straightening it, she noticed her hairdo had gone awry as well. Ugh, if only she had known it would turn out this way—why had she spent so much time styling her hair? Now, she'd have to fix it all over again. "By the way, Su Su, after you left yesterday, a beautiful woman came in at the café." He said this while chewing, his words a bit mumbled. The senior student sighed impatiently. "Are you deliberately making me upset? Why didn't you just say that the beautiful woman was especially there to find you?" "Smart." "He gave a finger snap, beaming with a smile and said, 'Not only is she beautiful, but if I tell you her identity, you'll be shocked—she's the Inspector specifically in charge of overseeing the Immortal Cultivation world of Huaxia. She instructed me that from now on, I must never harm ordinary people, or else it will be my last move!' Liu Su gradually regained his composure from his jealousy and asked with concern, 'Then what should we do? Given your nature, how could you possibly refrain from fighting people? Isn't this rule too rigid? Does it not consider your unique status at all?' 'No worries,' he replied with a cheerful smile, 'right now, what matters most is securing the support of the other cultivators. This rule isn't just about me.' So, as long as he maintains the right balance, he can ensure his own safety and even avoid having to fight at all—those cultivators will be dealt with by the Inspector instead. Of course, these are seasoned, experienced individuals who won't make mistakes on their own. I'll still have to put in some effort, and I'll need to set up a few traps for them!" Liu Su, ice-wise and quick to grasp, immediately understood and slammed the table, saying, "You're aiming to strike while the iron is hot—aren't you?" Why so blunt? This is what's called leveraging momentum! Moreover, there's another advantage! By uncovering Qingya's true strength, if she doesn't engage in battle, how would Brother be able to establish his judgment criteria?