?Mobile reading Two high-ranking officials have been brought down in a rather dramatic fashion, sending a chill down the spines of many officials in Beijing. Wei Qingtian remained composed, quietly releasing information that this was the consequence of offending Qin Feng. Immediately, a number of officials began to inquire about Qin Feng’s background. Wei’s father promptly shared key details about him, swiftly establishing Qin’s reputation across the entire Chinese bureaucratic landscape. Everyone soon realized a clear principle: one must never offend Qin Feng, for the consequences would go far beyond a simple demotion. After all, the Minister of Commerce and the Director of the Development and Reform Commission hold prominent positions—yet both still fell to Qin Feng’s influence. Wei’s father was satisfied with the officials’ responses. People naturally have private interests, even those in office; but they must refrain from reaching out when it’s not the right moment to do so. Qin was particularly warm and affectionate with Liu Su over several days, and for most of the time, they spent their days lounging on the bed, even for meals and drinking water. That afternoon, after several days of staying indoors, the elegant sister-in-law suggested going shopping. Although Qin generally disliked shopping, he readily agreed, knowing he couldn't simply stay in the capital with her all the time—this small request had to be met. They dressed and walked down to the car together, then drove to the most renowned mall in the area. As it was the capital, the commercial scene was exceptionally developed—what might have seemed a modest mall actually housed a wide array of international luxury brands. Typically, women go shopping with just three primary goals: clothing, shoes, and handbags. Liu Su, despite being the top executive, a decision-maker respected by everyone at her company, behaved quite differently in front of her husband—she was now as graceful and kitten-like as a little cat, full of joy and lightness, a complete contrast to her usual professional demeanor at work. Qin's observational skills are truly impressive. Whenever he noticed Liu Su's eyes shining with excitement at something, he would immediately make a move: he'd pull out his bank card, hand it to the server, and add, "Please wrap that item for me!" As a result, in no time at all, Qin found himself carrying a stack of bags, so full that he had to seek out a quiet spot and carefully place all of them into his traveling purse. Three hours passed swiftly. Qin then suggested, "Let's take a break. You've already bought over twenty outfits. If you change one every day, it'll take more than twenty days just to go through them!" "Really? I've bought so many!" she was surprised. This is a common female trait—women often feel as though their wardrobes are never full enough, so even with numerous purchases, they never feel like they've bought too much. Moreover, women naturally possess a unique ability: they never feel tired while shopping, in fact, they often feel more energized the longer they shop. "Actually, that's not quite true," he sighed. "Then, let's take a break." "The beauty's翘臀 hadn't even settled on the bench yet, and suddenly her eyes sparkled: 'Husband, husband! There's a well-known jewelry store over there—shall we take a look?' 'Uh.' Qin was genuinely hesitant to say no; he could only drag his weary legs along and follow. This was the most puzzling thing—he was already an advanced cultivator, yet every time he went shopping with girls, he always felt utterly drained. Truly baffling. As they approached the entrance of the jewelry store, he suddenly felt as though someone had been watching him. He turned around—there was no one behind him. Such an odd sensation. With that thought, he stepped inside. 'Mr. Liu, are you accompanying the lady we saw just now? You two truly complement each other,' the attendant said, bowing gracefully and offering praise. He gave a quiet smile: 'Complementary talents—by that, you mean my girlfriend is beautiful, while I'm just a man of talent, correct?' "Of course not, you're so handsome," the staff member quickly responded, defusing the situation right away. "Hmm." His gaze settled on a middle-aged man behind the counter, while the other staff members were all young adults in their twenties—this man stood out noticeably. The man exuded strong presence; even if he weren't the store's owner, he clearly held the stature of a manager. Noticing someone looking at him, the man lifted his head and smiled warmly at Qin Feng. "Good morning, sir. Is there anything I can assist you with?" "We've seen each other before," Qin said. "Really?" the man replied. "I'm quite ordinary-looking—perhaps that's why." "No, I think you resemble one of my friends very much," Qin Feng said, fixing him with a steady gaze. "Oh, really? What's his name? Maybe he's a relative of mine." The man maintained his pleasant smile. Qin then uttered two words: "Qingya!" "Middle-aged man was taken aback: 'This sounds like a girl's name, doesn't it? Mr. Qin, you think I look like a woman—well, I'm not offended. But I'm sure the young ladies would find it hard to accept. If I really grew up this way, would I even be able to find a husband?' Qin, with deep intention, said: 'Given her personality, it would indeed be difficult for her to marry. When I say you resemble each other, I'm not referring to appearance, but to aura.' Indeed, he found the middle-aged man and Qingya to share a remarkable similarity in temperament. If there weren't only one Overseer in the Chinese cultivation world, he would have immediately concluded that this gentleman was Qingya's colleague. The middle-aged man shook his head and said: 'Honestly, I don't know a girl named Qingya. You must have mistaken me!' 'Perhaps you're right.'" Qin Feng examined him carefully and confirmed that his feeling was accurate, then changed the subject: "I'd like to purchase some high-grade jewelry. Could you introduce me to some of the finer pieces? Of course, the standard items displayed on the counter are fine, but I'm particularly interested in the more premium ones!" The middle-aged man's face slightly tightened, and he pointed to a lounge on the side: "Please, sir, take a seat there. We're sure you'll be thoroughly satisfied!" Qin Feng entered first and waited a few minutes. Then the man came in with a metal box, smiling warmly: "Sir, you've waited long enough—please take a look!" He opened the box, revealing various gemstones and large, well-cut diamonds, each one exquisitely crafted. "That's quite good, but merely these items still fall short of my expectations," Qin Feng deliberately said, testing the waters. The man's eyes widened: "Sir, the value of this entire collection exceeds one hundred million yuan. I can confidently say there's no other store in the city that can offer such a wide range of premium pieces!" "Those words sound very confident," Qin Shao didn't agree, for he himself held jewels far exceeding what had been mentioned. "There's no one here—why should we still hide it?" He smiled and said, "It's truly surprising that you're still able to open shops in the worldly realm!" The middle-aged man's face turned pale, his sword-like eyebrows arched in indignation, saying, "Indeed, you're a true young talent. I've been most careful, yet you've still uncovered the truth."