As the saying goes, being slow is a disease—clearly one that can't be cured, especially in Tao Chá, who suffers from more than just being slow; he also has a bit of a "masc" streak. Yet this elder brother proves remarkably resilient, having been knocked down time and again, only to rise each time, ready to face the next blow. Qin Feng looked deeply frustrated: "Sir, Tao Chá has already been knocked down for the seventh time—well, he's managed to get back up again. That shows real grit, quite masculine, though a bit foolish. He's completely ignored the attacks just to get back on his feet." "Exactly," said Qing Ya. "The female powerhouse is indeed formidable—she always manages to strike just as he's rising. Chen Jie still lacks experience. All these years under the family's protection, he's never faced real setbacks. Whether in cultivation or other matters, everything has been arranged by his elders. He's never had to think for himself. This defeat is likely to be the turning point—he'll finally gain some real experience." “I think it’s going to be tough,” he shook his head. “It’s clear that Tao Xiang is someone who remembers meals but not blows. Unless he’s really knocked senseless, he’s not going to take it to heart.” The beautiful监察使 didn’t argue—she agreed with him as well. "Taochao was not lightly agitated, his face dark with anger. 'Don't think you've gained the upper hand just because you've managed to hold your own—real battle has only just begun. It's my turn now,' he said. With that, he raised his right hand, and a blue bead the size of a table tennis ball shot upward. Crack… A thick bolt of lightning suddenly materialized out of nowhere, striking directly at the silver lance she had raised. The electric arcs surged over her body like silver serpents, writhing and tormenting her. Crack… crack… crack… One lightning bolt followed another, though the distance was considerable—still, Qin Feng could feel the power of these lightning bolts emanating from the Pearl of Thunder was far superior to his own advanced lightning spells. Crack… crack… Nearly thirty lightning bolts erupted simultaneously, instantly enveloping the area and targeting the lead dragon shark. Plop… crack… The dragon shark and the giant cockroach were caught off guard, losing more than half of their number in a single wave of attacks. Though not struck directly by lightning, they lost control of their bodies and plummeted to the ground. Tao, glowing with a flush of satisfaction, finally exhaled his frustration. "That smelly woman and her ugly assistant—now you've seen what I'm made of, haven't you?" He continued channeling the Lightning Pearl, unleashing more bolts of lightning. Eventually, the first cockroach emitted a cry of pain, its head tilting sideways as it fell lifeless to the ground—never to rise again after landing. One after another, two more cockroaches and a dragon shark perished. Mi Li's heart ached under the strain. Seizing the moment when her own forces weren't under heavy pressure, she launched skyward, driving her silver lance firmly into the Lightning Pearl. Pfft... Tao Hua expelled a stream of blood. He never thought that the opponent would find an opportunity to counterattack during the lightning assault. Since he and Lei Mingzhu were spiritually connected, the damage to their instruments would naturally affect the owner as well. Mili continued rising, then suddenly shot forward, reaching out and catching Lei Mingzhu in her hands. "My Lei Mingzhu! Come back!" Tao Hua, ignoring his own injuries, shouted, "You nasty woman! Return my instrument!" Lei Mingzhu struggled in Mili's grasp, yet remained unable to free herself, tightly held. Qin Feng and Qingya exchanged glances. Honestly, neither of them had expected such a development—the female demon was simply too strong! She managed to grab the instrument with her hands, and succeeded. Truly, absolutely incredible. "Boss, would you dare do something like this?" Qin Feng whispered. "What nonsense! I don't want to live anymore. I wouldn't even bother to attack Lei Mingzhu—let alone go and grab her." "The elegant Inspector sighed, "Anyone daring to act this way must fall into one of two categories: either they're foolish, or they're exceptionally strong." "As for Mei Li, she doesn't seem to fit either of those two categories, does she?" he replied. "Everything has exceptions," Qing Ya said, rolling her eyes. "Mei Li is young and fearless—she's just like a fresh calf charging into the storm—and she's also blessed with strong fortune. That's why she succeeded. Oh, Chen Jie is truly a spoiled, careless child. Lei Mingzhu's fine artifact—so splendid, so worthy of display—was only just unveiled when it was already defeated." "Ah, that's entirely deserved," he said with a cheerful smile. "Guess what Mei Tao will do next." "Need I guess? Of course he'll recover the artifact," the woman said without hesitation. "Wrong," he shook his head with deep intention. "Wrong? Then what do you think he'll do?" the woman asked promptly. Qin didn't hurry, gently stroking his chin. "Based on my understanding of Mei Tao, I'm certain he'll simply pack up and run. Don't you think so "What a joke! That's the Chen family's heirloom—losing it would entail punishment. How could he possibly have fled? Wow, I'm speechless!" The beautiful inspector rarely lost her composure, but this unfolding scene left her utterly stunned. "The young man actually did run off. What will he say to his elders when he returns?"