?Mobile reading Qin Feng's nearly unreasonable interruption left Qingya speechless. However, if it were that simple to let him off, it would be absolutely impossible. The vigorous beating he received earlier was merely a way of venting his anger—far from satisfying his deep-seated resentment. "Stupid woman, you've hit me so hard!" he groaned, gritting his teeth. In truth, the only discomfort he felt was when the punches actually made contact. As a high-level cultivator, he certainly didn't take such legendary physical attacks seriously. This remark was clearly intended to deepen her frustration—and it worked perfectly. She only remembered how many punches she had landed, completely forgetting the pain of being struck. Qingya's lips curled slightly upward, the expression shifting subtly and drawing attention to the dark circles beneath her eyes, yet she was clearly delighted. She sniffed, saying, "You'll see how often you dare to sneak a look at me!" "Rest assured," he replied, "even if I actively ask you to let me see you, I won't." "Qin, I won't forget to sting her again: 'I have so many beautiful girlfriends whose figures surpass yours!' 'Hmph, arrogant,' the beautiful Inspector confidently boasts about her appearance and figure. Qin pretends to stretch his muscles, gritting his teeth and saying, 'I've already fought with her—now, shouldn't we get down to business?' Qingya's expression tightens, and she murmurs, 'The Peak True Person has been incredibly assertive—he doesn't even regard our Inspection Bureau as anything but a mere afterthought, and now he dares to aim for dominance across all of Huaxia!' 'Exactly. I find him utterly arrogant.' He adds with flair, 'Not only did he injure you, but he also wants you to be his plaything beneath him. In my opinion, we should immediately return to the Inspection Bureau to summon reinforcements and eliminate both the old man and the Xiaoyao Sect right away!' The beautiful Inspector raises one eyebrow, 'As for going back to summon reinforcements?' 'Of course.' "He was firm in his words, insisting that your young lady wasn't up to par against the others, and with her injuries still not fully healed, even if I joined in, it would all be for nothing." "But you've also injured me, haven't you?" the beautiful woman chuckled. "My dark circles under the eyes—whose work are they? And while I merely imagined it, you've secretly watched me undress. According to your earlier logic, I should have eliminated you first!" "Uh," Qin Shao hadn't expected her to have already anticipated this. He sighed, "I didn't peek—I didn't peek at all. You've hit me, so I can't just stand there and let it go, can I? I say, let's focus on the peak real-life performers now. Please don't divert the conversation!" The beautiful lady, the Commissioner, gave him a withering look and said, "The Commissioner's office is thousands of miles away—sending reinforcements isn't feasible. This matter must be handled by us ourselves!" "This is an excuse, not a problem of distance—it's that she's afraid of looking bad. She's only just taken over the Xuha cultivation world, and already such a major crisis has arisen. Last time, she even hesitated to report it. If she brings this up to the Supervisory Office, she'll surely be laughed out of the room by her colleagues. Qin Feng sees that she's lying, but who can he do about it when she's the Supervising Magistrate? If she doesn't want to go back, what can he do? 'Well, then, but we're not up to par against the old-timers—how are we going to fight them?' He spreads his hands and adds, 'Shall we resort to poisoning them or knocking them out with a sudden blow?' The woman brightens, but quickly regains her composure: 'That won't do at all. As a principled Supervising Magistrate, I cannot resort to such underhanded tactics!' 'Then what shall you propose?' Qin asks, passing the ball back. After thinking hard, she can't come up with anything better and says, 'If all else fails, we'll go with poisoning, knocking them out, and perhaps add a third move "He narrowed his eyes." "That's the most contemptible thing I can possibly endure." The beautiful woman smiled, shifting her tone: "I never claimed to have done it myself—I simply entrusted this demanding task to you. If anyone asks, I'll say I knew nothing of it, that it was all the four underlings' initiative!" "By the gods," Qin Shao exclaimed, indignant. She smiled with deeper intent: "Didn't you always have a rather tarnished reputation? Doing something like this is perfectly suited to you. Of course, this won't be a mere gesture—I'll personally reward you handsomely if you succeed in poisoning the Master of the Peak." Pah! With your unyielding, never-defeated character, thinking you'd ever extract any benefit from you is as impossible as climbing to the heavens. Yet he couldn't refuse, for he himself was an adversary of the Master of the Peak—without resolving this matter, neither he nor his companions could hope to enjoy peace. "Very well," he said, "I'll give it a try." He nodded with a touch of resignation, but the problem soon arose again: "That old man is a master at the Yuan Sheng stage. Ordinary poisons simply wouldn't have any effect. How could one even poison him?" Qingya blinked her large eyes with a playful air. "You don't have it, doesn't mean others don't either!" "You do," Qin Shao couldn't help but become excited. "Of course," Qingya nodded with a smile. This time, Qin Shao shifted his tone: "You don't particularly like the mundane tactics, do you? Then why are you preparing poisons? Isn't this what people call pretentiousness?" "Hmmph!" The beautiful Inspector nearly choked on the remark. She sniffed, "This is called being well-prepared, do you know? I've never intended to use it to harm anyone. So it's far from being mundane!" She chuckled and added, "Explanations are just excuses. So why waste time? Just show me the poison—what's so remarkable about it that it can even affect a Yuan Sheng-level master?" The beautiful woman flipped her palm, revealing a refined blue-and-white porcelain bottle at the center of her palm. "The potency of this remedy exceeds that of the legendary helen red by a hundredfold. Not even high-level immortals could withstand it!" Really? If that were true, then it would truly be an indispensable medicine for both daily life and travel. The woman continued, "Moreover, this poison is colorless and odorless—difficult to detect. Victims will die within half a day, rather than immediately, giving the poisoner ample time to escape!" Qin took the bottle from her hands and asked, "What is the dosage?" "About half the bottle," she replied. In truth, much less would suffice—only a small amount would be enough to kill a high-level cultivator. Qin smiled and said, "Magistrate, have you never considered using this to harm someone?" "Never," Qingya affirmed with unwavering confidence. "Never—have I actually used it at all!" "Honestly, never even thought about it—how could I have used it? What exactly do you want to ask me that's so indirect?" She grew increasingly impatient. Qin's expression grew more and more serious. He waved the bottle in his hand, speaking with deliberate meaning: "Since you've never thought of it, why bring it out? Since you've never used it, why give it to me? I believe you've never thought of it or used it before—yet now, it's changed!" The beautiful Inspector stared straight ahead, gritting her teeth, forcing out a few words: "Qin Feng, won't you just tell me the truth? Won't you at least be angry with me?" "Not angry—just uncomfortable, heh."