After eating and drinking, several police officers gathered in the smoking room, smoking and chatting. It wasn't until a long time later that they remembered the old man still being held in the interrogation room. As usual, Qin Shao was highly attentive, not disturbing her at all. He gently set down the thermos and then sat quietly across from her. If eyes could overpower people, Qingya would have been overwhelmed by him countless times already. "Qin, how come you're here again?" the beautiful Inspector said, her tone slightly displeased as she slowly opened her large eyes. "Coming to see you," he replied with a cheerful smile, pointing at the thermos. "I brought something delicious. Rest assured—these ingredients are specially sourced from military operatives, free of any pesticide or hormone residue. Plus, it's my girlfriend who prepared it—very fresh and clean!" "Why do you keep coming to me? Does it really take several visits before I start feeling better?" Qingya remained as sharp as ever. "Hey, this is my place, isn't it? I can come and go as I please—do I need your permission every time?" "He said rather angrily, most frustrating of all was Qingya's subsequent actions—so unceremonious to me, yet still eating things I brought him. The beautiful Inspector devoured her meal with delight, praising, 'Your girlfriend's cooking is truly excellent!' Honestly, what kind of person is this? Eating from my plate, drinking from my cup, even staying in my home, yet saying not a single polite word! He murmured softly, 'Just don't upset Brother, or you'll never leave this place!' 'What did you just say?' 'Never mind, go on eating,' Qin Shao said with a scowl. 'We just received confirmation that the Peak Realist was arrested twice within a single day by the police. Unless something unexpected happens, he'll probably never venture back into the secular world again!' The beautiful Inspector was taken aback, 'Arrested twice in one day? What's going on?' " "He chuckled, saying, 'To be precise, he's been arrested twice within four hours. The first time, he brought in some precious metals of unknown origin, hoping to sell them at a jewelry store, but was reported by the staff. The second time was even more amusing—he booked a small hotel and hired the so-called 'fallen women,' a legendary category of service providers, to cater to his needs. But just as things were getting serious, he was arrested again by the city's anti-prostitution officers!' 'Wait—what exactly are "fallen women"?'" Qingya asked. "J-women," Qin Shao replied. "Why name them that? Why 'fallen'?" the beautiful inspector expressed her confusion. Qin Shao sighed, saying, "Indeed, I find that name quite frustrating. It's not even a particularly noble profession. Why use such an obscure title? It must be a group of people who are always bored and restless, coming up with such names. They even claim that 'J-women' have rights and deserve full respect. Honestly, the time and effort spent just naming them could have been better used in actually carrying out the anti-prostitution campaigns!" "Qingya was delighted, smiling warmly, saying, "Old man, you really are quite unlucky. By the way, didn't he have an assistant? Didn't I arrange for someone to take care of him?" This time it was Qin Shao who spoke up, "I forgot to tell you—when we intercepted them at the hotel last time, I eliminated his assistant. You've always remarked that my appearance came 'too timely' lately, haven't you? That's precisely why. If it hadn't been for handling that young man, I would have shown up much earlier!" The beautiful Inspector raised an eyebrow, knowing full well that Qin Feng was flattering her, yet she chose not to point it out—after all, he was the host here, and the courtesy had to be given. Shifting the topic, she pointed toward the lake beside them, "Isn't there something inside? Otherwise, how would there be so much pure spiritual energy?" Qin Shao thought, there's even more to show you—once you see that lotus bloom, you'll surely be amazed to the point of speech. He said calmly, "Nothing really—just a big puddle!" "Impossible," Qingya didn't believe. "Didn't you go down and take a look?" Qin Shao said with deliberate emphasis. "You've been here for several days—have you ever actually gone down?" "No," Qingya replied with serious determination. He shrugged. "Well, then, there's truly nothing down there. It's getting late—I should go out to meet my girlfriend. Goodbye!" Without waiting for the beautiful监察使 to respond, he vanished into the distance. "Wait—going so fast! Could we talk a bit longer?" Qingya called out, slightly disappointed. Indeed, women's hearts are as hard to read as needles—just a moment ago, she was praising Qin Feng's attentiveness, and now she's complaining about his lack of conversation. Though Qin Shao had left, he had been closely observing everything going on in the small cauldron all along. Of course not worried about the beautiful监察使 possibly orchestrating some sabotage—there’s something more important that can’t be said. After complaining a bit, Qingya prepared to continue expanding her damaged meridians and was about to take action when her gaze involuntarily drifted toward the great lake. Though she had been healing here for several days, she had never actually gone down to visit it. She had always been interested in it, but there were two reasons she hadn’t gone: first, it was someone else’s place, and going down without permission would have been impolite; second, her injuries were serious, and at this moment, healing was the top priority. Moreover, with her weakened condition, diving into the water unexpectedly could easily pose a risk. But now, both reasons seemed to have lost their weight—clearly from Qin Feng’s words just now, he didn’t seem to oppose it at all. Then, what was there to wait for? She should go down and take a look. She stood up from her seat, gracefully removing her shoes and socks, revealing a slender, white leg and delicate feet, and slowly walked toward the water's edge. The water of the great lake maintained a temperature of around 24 degrees year-round, though not quite as warm as bathwater, it was certainly pleasant and soothing. As she felt the water's warmth, the last traces of her concern melted away. "Such a lovely spot," she murmured, and began to take off her clothes—after all, if she was going to wade in, being dressed would be rather impractical. Yet she was unaware that every move she made was being watched by a pair of eyes.