Qi Feng now had grounds for pride. As for Qingya herself and her team, not a single one of them had ever considered Isabella's perspective—now they all looked earnestly receptive. "Very well," she said, "I'll concede your points. But where exactly have the magical beings gone? Mei Li has already lost one false base and one real one. Was this all just a surprise attack on the Grand Master? If that was her objective, and she's achieved it, why does she now simply vanish? Why doesn't she send any more magical forces to join the fray? With only these few remaining troops, what can she possibly do?" Qi Shao gestured with his thumb toward his own nose. "Ask me? I'm not inside her head, after all. How could I possibly know?" "You're supposed to be so clever," Qingya said, slightly displeased. "You've been so proud of your strategies—how perfect they are. Now, it seems your plans are good, but utterly useless. What's the difference between that and trash?" “You….” This time it was his turn to be speechless, and after a pause he mumbled, “Plans never match reality—don’t you understand the most basic truth?” The beautiful Inspector ignored him and murmured to herself, “Where exactly will the magical beings hide? Will they head to China and launch a full-scale assault there?” “Shut up, you crow!” He grew irritated. Could she not think of anything better? If the chief really went, what benefit would it bring to him? The Chinese people would surely suffer. “You dare speak to your superior like that? Fine—then you’re dead. I’m going to teach you a lesson right now.” Qingya was furious. At that moment, his phone rang, displaying the number of Wei Qingtian. He gave the beautiful Inspector a withering look, made a gesture of “I’ll take this call first,” and answered, “How come Grandfather has so much time? He remembers to call me… What did you say? Are you absolutely certain?” "From the speaker, the elder's slightly hurried voice came through: 'How could it be uncertain? There are already over a dozen fish with shark heads, and an equal number of large cockroaches, hovering just beyond our southwestern border. Would you like to see photos or videos—I'll provide either.' It seems the elder firmly adheres to the principle of 'no visuals, no truth.' Qin, speaking with a tone of cautious optimism, remarked: 'Then how can we be certain that they intend to act against our Chinese nation? Perhaps they're actually more interested in Southeast Asia?' The elder scoffed: 'The magi's intentions are all directed toward us—what does Southeast Asia have to do with it?' 'Wow!' he exclaimed without thinking, then added, 'Don't worry, I'll immediately lead the team back. By the way, has our military arrived? Have our new weapons been deployed as well?' Wei Qingtian sighed, saying, "The army has been in place for a long time, but the weapons haven't arrived. Who could have imagined the magical race appearing at the southwest border? The military enterprises have been working day and night, assembling weapons onto the frontline units as fast as possible. However, the key areas—the capital theater and the northeastern theater—still remain underprepared. The southwest region only received a symbolic portion. If a real battle were to break out, the situation would certainly be disastrous." Hmm, Mei Li is definitely setting the Chinese nation on edge. That's why she's been hard to find—she's quietly relocated without making a sound. Feeling resentful but having to maintain a cheerful demeanor, he smiled and said, "Head, the magical race has already arrived in the Chinese realm. Shouldn't we move there right away?" "Why should we go?" she deliberately stiffened her expression. "I believe the magical race will still choose Europe, so we should stay here." "Didn't I say that myself?" Qin Shao grew increasingly agitated. "Yes, but I have the final say. What to do is up to me," Qingya said with pride, finally gaining the upper hand in their exchange—she was thrilled inside. He was nearly crying: "Head, even if I'm wrong, can we at least handle the magical race first, before we worry about the base? You're so generous—please don't hold it against me. The Chinese realm is about to suffer!" The elegant Inspector couldn't help but smile. "Considering how mature you've become, I'll grant your request. Everyone, get ready—we're heading to the Chinese realm." Isabella tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "I've been reminding you not to make your relationship with Qingya too stiff—now you understand, don't you?" He nodded seriously, saying, "Rest assured, from now on, I will treat her as I would treat the Marquis himself..." "Uh," the beautiful officer looked utterly taken aback. The army commander's expression was serious. He knew that every word and action of his would directly impact the morale of his troops, so he placed his command post right at the forefront, telling the soldiers, "I'm with you—let's fight side by side." All weapons were aimed skyward, and the soldiers' palms were already damp with sweat. Though they knew they wouldn't prevail, they were fully prepared for battle, waiting only for the order to come, when then the barrage would begin. After listening to its hum, the beautiful fairy queen smiled and murmured, "The Chinese are quite overconfident—no wonder, considering how they constantly boast their armies as rare in the heavens and unmatched on earth. With such grand claims, they naturally become the first to be sacrificed. Since you've willingly stepped forward to meet your fate, what's there to be polite about?" Several dragon sharks simultaneously swayed their long tails, a gesture signifying agreement with the queen's point of view. She then issued her orders: "Three dragon sharks shall lead the charge, maneuvering above the enemy lines, cutting through their defenses—more openings, the better. Twelve flying cockroaches shall be divided into four groups and follow closely behind. The remaining ones will form the third wave—attack with full force and drive them to the ground."