Qi Ying felt under a lot of pressure. Although the previous battle had ended with Check Office's decisive victory, two colleagues had sustained minor injuries. The head officer had already left, and the office's strength had been significantly weakened—what would they do next? Qin Feng had dealt a serious blow to Mei Li, yet the opponent's strength remained undeniable. What if they met again? Would they repeat the same strategy? That would surely be self-sabotage. "What are you thinking about, boss?" Qin Shao appeared behind her, smiling warmly. The beautiful Inspector turned to him and stared at him for several seconds before saying, "Qin—how come you don't seem at all concerned?" "Concerned about what?" he was taken aback. "Of course, about what comes next." "The beautiful woman spoke with a hint of displeasure: 'You don't seriously think that after one setback, Meili will never come back again, do you? Even that clumsy Koshti, after suffering a serious injury, can recover within days and then show up with renewed confidence to bother us—let alone that formidable female warrior.' He chuckled: 'On the contrary, I believe Meili will definitely come back to restore her dignity.' 'Then you're not at all worried.' The woman narrowed her eyes. 'Wouldn't it be useful to be worried if, together with everyone else, we all showed urgency—so that Meili would either leave with her troops or choose to step down herself? Then I'd certainly be the most anxious.' He shrugged and continued: 'So, urgency is useless; in fact, it may even lead to a loss of clear thinking. As her troops keep being defeated and Koshti has already fallen, do you think she'll still maintain her previous offensive strategy?' Qingya paused and said: 'So your point is, she'll adopt a different approach.'" Qin lightly set aside his smirk and spoke seriously: "Correct. If it were my strategy, I'd go for a piecemeal approach—launch surprise attacks and then retreat immediately." The beautiful inspector immediately grasped the point: "Then we'd be constantly on the move, constantly reacting, wouldn't we?" "Exactly," he tapped his finger. "Even if we know this is the enemy's scheme, how could we ignore news of an attack at a specific location? How could we stay put? With that, she'd maximize the damage while minimizing casualties." The woman ran a hand through her hair and said: "If that's truly the case, we're truly at a loss—so what are you going to do? Are you going to slack off?" As he strode toward the door, he replied: "Of course not. I'm going to pick up the old man—this was a promise I made to Qingqing's wife. As a honest, dependable, and responsible man, I simply can't break my word." He arrived at the airport just as the plane landed on the dedicated runway. A few more minutes later, the young women emerged through the dedicated corridor, and he beamed with delight, saying to his wives, "I've been dying to see you all!" During this time, he had been on duty across Europe. Though he initially had some companions—He Muqing, Shu Yajing, and Lu Man—most of the women remained in China, and their longing grew stronger with each passing day. Qin Feng kissed each of the two girls on the forehead, then set them down, and, adhering to the principle of treating all equally, went on to kiss each of the young girls in turn. "Ahem... ahem..." Wei Qingtian deliberately stepped back, yet still caught the vivid scene and couldn't help coughing, gently reminding his granddaughter-in-law to remain composed—after all, so many staff officers were present, and it would be awkward to see such a display. Qin Shao, however, didn't care at all, and smiled, saying, "Grandfather looks in excellent health. With you personally overseeing Xijing, the demonic forces will surely vanish without a trace." The elder sighed, "Don't just say the nice things. Come and meet with me for a meeting right away—you're the main force in the battle against the demonic forces, and you must be there." "Oh," he exclaimed, immediately responding, "No way. I have reconnaissance duties scheduled right after the meeting—I can attend at any time, but I absolutely won't go. You just need to convey my spirit to the others after the meeting." "Reconnaissance," the elder raised an eyebrow. "Exactly." "He was firm and resolute, saying, 'It's reportedly that after their previous defeat, the magical race has not withdrawn from the borders of the Chinese realm. I must find out what's really going on—this is crucial, more important than even a meeting.' The elder expressed some disappointment, saying, 'Very well. Once you've completed your reconnaissance mission, come find me.' Half an hour later, at Qin's temporary residence in Xijing, he stripped off He Muqing completely and carried her onto the bed, rushing straight into action like a starving wolf. The emptiness in her body was instantly filled, and she was so delighted that she nearly floated off the bed. While fully engaging him, she asked, 'Why did you deceive Grandfather? You weren't supposed to go on reconnaissance for enemy intelligence, were you?' He chuckled, 'Husband is indeed conducting reconnaissance—this time, I'm checking whether my wife, Qingqing, has changed at all. That's equally important.' This explains why he chose her as the first one to make love—she was clearly the one with the most reservations." Lying together in the same blanket, it was both to ease the longing between them and to enhance his own cultivation. Qin Shao increasingly felt his rank was too low, forcing him to constantly devise clever strategies during battles against the demonic forces—something that left him utterly exhausted. The tedious meditation practice was indeed the method of the old man; he certainly didn’t care for it. A brilliant glow suddenly radiated from his body, while the girls were already exhausted and asleep, none of them noticing this transformation. With a low roar, he sent out his essence and simultaneously transitioned from the Extinction Stage into the Primordial Saint Stage, finally achieving his goal after sustained effort. Now, having advanced, he felt an overwhelming surge of strength throughout his entire body.