SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

Su Nianhe looked at his silly expression and seemed to laugh in exasperation.

She lightly stomped her jade-like feet, causing the hem of her nightgown to sway slightly. "Hmph! Considering that enormous bouquet of flowers that was taller than me, and your confession to me today, I've decided to let it go."

After saying that, she turned back, her eyes softening with tenderness once more, and looked straight at him: "Lin Mu, today is the happiest day of my life."

"I will try my best to make you happy forever." Lin Mu's tone was more serious than before.

"Pfft!" Su Nianhe couldn't help but chuckle, her eyes brimming with unwavering affection: "How do you plan to make me happy forever?"

Lin Mu seemed to have been thinking seriously for a long time before finally looking directly into her beautiful eyes: "I don't know..."

"Lin Mu! You're making me angry right now!" Su Nianhe gently punched his chest with her pink little fist.

Lin Mu felt his brain completely overwhelmed: "Su Nianhe, I feel your anger... really has no reason..."

Before she could finish speaking, her slender fingers were already pressed against his lips, the warmth of her fingertips carrying a soft touch: "Lin Mu, you just said you liked me, and you're already upset about me being angry?"

"If I'm angry and throw tantrums at you all the time, will you stop liking me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she leaned forward again, her nose almost touching his chin.

She wanted to know the answer; if he didn't like her domineering personality, she was willing to change for him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Mu blurted out, "No!"

He paused, then said more solemnly, "I like you, and I like everything about you. Just be your most authentic self in front of me."

Upon hearing this, Su Nianhe's eyes curved into crescent moons.

She threw herself into his arms, wrapped her arms around his waist, and said in a soft voice, "Lin Mu, I'm sleepy. I want to sleep, and I want to sleep in your arms."

Lin Mu subconsciously grasped her slender waist with both hands, then gently released her when his fingertips touched her warm skin, saying earnestly, "I think we should take it one step at a time, for example..."

"For example, for example! For example, my foot!"

Su Nianhe suddenly released her grip, put her hands on her hips, and said coquettishly, "Honestly! You have to make me angry before bed! Humph!"

Lin Mu pondered for three seconds, then looked at her gently, his voice very soft:

"Please don't be angry anymore, okay?"

Su Nianhe: (｡•ˇ‸ˇ•｡)

……

8:00 a.m.

The roar of engines suddenly tore through the morning mist of Zhenbei City, and nearly a hundred daytime special vehicles drove into the Ninth Special Zone like a long steel dragon.

The convoy slowly gathered in front of a twelve-story hotel and finally drove orderly into the plaza in front of the hotel.

The car doors opened simultaneously, and hundreds of figures in daytime uniforms filed out, instantly filling the air with a chilling and murderous aura.

Their gazes were fixed on the three figures stepping out of the lead car, their eyes filled with awe.

Under the awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd, Qin Jiang walked to the center of the square, his Adam's apple bobbing, and said in a deep voice, "Daylight, move out!"

"Yes, Chief Qin Jiang!" Hundreds of people responded in unison, their eyes gleaming with the light of justice.

No sooner had the words been spoken than the roar of engines resounded once more, and the convoy sped off like arrows in all directions of Zhenbei City.

Inside the luxurious suite on the top floor of the hotel.

Kong Nan and Lou Ping sat on either side, their gazes fixed on Qin Jiang by the window.

"Chief Qin Jiang, are we not going to make a move?"

Kong Nan asked softly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Lou Ping immediately nodded in agreement, his voice tinged with caution: "Yes, Chief, this search in Zhenbei City... besides our Bai Zhou, the Central Government also dispatched two elders."

"Moreover... the commander-in-chief in charge of Zhenbei City this time is a very important figure whom even the elders treat with utmost respect. For us to stay in a hotel like this..."

Qin Jiang raised his hand to interrupt, looking at the stream of cars below and sighing, "The central government has dispatched two elders, and there's also a powerful figure hiding behind the scenes. What does this mean? The Red King must still be alive!"

He paused, a hint of self-mockery flashing in his eyes: "Let alone the Red Queen herself, even if you encountered one of her SS-rank Calamities, could you possibly survive three moves?"

"If we really hit the jackpot and run into the Red King... then we'll have to work together again in 18 years."

Lou Ping and Kong Nan exchanged a glance and fell silent at the same time...

Because what Chief Qin Jiang said was true; compared to true peak combat power, their strength was at best a speed bump... or even less...

Qin Jiang suddenly smiled and said, "But we have to put on a show. Let's just treat this as a tourist trip to Zhenbei City."

"I've heard the roast duck here is good. Have you tried it?"

Kong Nan stood up and replied, "I've eaten there once, and it's definitely authentic."

Lou Ping's eyes lit up with anticipation: following Chief Qin Jiang was the key to stability, always prioritizing survival.

"Haha, let's go, it's my treat today."

Qin Jiang strode towards the door, then paused at the doorway, his voice softening: "By the way, subtly inform the people below not to push themselves too hard."

"In this level of combat, those who aspire to be heroes are always the ones who die the fastest."

"Understood!" the two replied in unison.

……

In Mingcheng, in the courtyard of Tieqiao's house.

An Shuyao sat gracefully on the stone bench, her black dress trailing down to her ankles, exuding a cool and aloof aura.

Mo Yu, dressed in a gray outfit, stood in front of him, bowing his head respectfully to report.

A series of steady footsteps came from outside the courtyard, and Mo Yu's words suddenly stopped as she looked in the direction of the sound.

A tall, dark-skinned man walked in shirtless, carrying a black iron shovel on his shoulder.

The moment he saw Mo Yu, his honest face immediately darkened, and his brows furrowed.

"An Shuyao!"

The man slammed the shovel into the ground and roared angrily, "You think you're treating my house like a guesthouse? This is your last warning, don't let me see any more outsiders here!"

An Shuyao frowned slightly, looked up at him, and said in an icy voice, "Get out of my way. I don't have time for you right now."

"Damn it! I can't take this anymore!"

He swung the shovel violently, its iron head pointing directly at An Shuyao: "Damn it, come with me up the mountain! Today I'm going to beat you to death, you bitch!"

"boom--"

A terrifying aura suddenly erupted from An Shuyao's body, and an invisible killing intent instantly enveloped the shovel.

An Shuyao's voice was chilling: "Fang Tieqiao, do you really think I won't make sure you have no descendants? Go back to your room."

As soon as he finished speaking, the terrifying atmosphere vanished.

With a raging fire burning in his eyes, Tiechai finally leaned the shovel against the courtyard wall, strode towards the mud house, and coldly shouted without turning his head: "This is the last time! If I see any outsiders again, I'll absolutely kill you, you damned woman!"

"Screwed? Useless."

A cold voice came from behind. The shovel stopped in his tracks, and the aura of a seventh-level high-level cultivator instantly swept through the courtyard.

Three seconds later, however, he walked into the mud house with a grim face. From inside came a low murmur: "You bitch... just you wait, I'll kill you sooner or later!"