One person said: The essence of Wuhou Qimen lies not in Qimen, but in Wuhou.

"Hey, Comrade Zhao, sit down, please sit down."

Zhuge Ming chuckled, raised his hand and made two light taps, then picked up the purple clay teapot with a friendly expression and slowly poured a clear, emerald-green tea into the fairness cup in front of Zhao Fangxu:

"We make arrangements behind closed doors, but in private we are comrades and comrades-in-arms. Don't make promises at the drop of a hat; keeping things too tense will only lead to exhaustion."

Zhao Fangxu quickly sat back on the edge of the sofa, his expression respectful. He naturally bent his right index and middle fingers and tapped the edge of the coffee table three times with great care.

The standard hand-knocking gesture, neither too light nor too heavy, not only complies with the rules of the system but also shows the subordinate's sincere respect for the leader who personally serves tea.

As the aroma of tea filled the air, Zhuge Ming picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and suddenly changed the subject:

"However, the emergency situation that Comrade Zhao just reported was quite interesting."

Zhuge Ming put down his teacup, a meaningful smile appearing in his eyes:

"Gong Qing, the nominal acting leader of Quanxing."

A few days ago, he was anonymously sending clues to our supervisory reporting email address, acting suspiciously, probably trying to test the bottom line of our task force; just when our big net was about to close in, he went and directly started "surrendering himself under his real name".

Not only did he specifically request to see the main person in charge of the special investigation team by name, but he even claimed that he was willing to "apologize and accept punishment on behalf of all Quanxing disciples."

Zhuge Ming turned his head and looked at Zhao Fangxu with a half-smile: "Comrade Zhao, what do you think of this young comrade who volunteered to be a role model?"

Zhao Fangxu paused slightly in his teacup, a cold stern look flashing across his round face.

As a seasoned veteran deeply familiar with the shady side of the supernatural world, he adjusted his glasses and gave an extremely decisive judgment:

"In my opinion, Secretary Zhuge, it's simply a case of being afraid to act rashly, like a cornered beast fighting desperately."

Zhao Fangxu's tone was calm yet sharp:

"The so-called leader of Quanxing is a live target standing in the eye of the storm."

The Quanxing sect has always upheld the principle of "not even plucking a single hair to benefit the world," resulting in a fragmented society where everyone prioritizes their own interests over the leader's. Who truly submits to whom? Gong Qing is nominally the acting sect leader, but he represents no one at all! His eagerness to jump out and surrender is simply because he senses the pressure of the inescapable net in the back mountains and fears for his life in the chaos of battle; he wants to seize a talisman of self-surrender to avoid death.

At this point, Zhao Fangxu's eyes darkened, revealing an iron-fisted approach:

"Our encirclement is now airtight; none of these evil elements who came to cause trouble tonight will escape."

My suggestion is to feign compliance to keep him calm until the front lines are fully encircled and the entire force is captured, then proceed with a rigorous trial according to legal procedures!

After hearing this menacing suggestion, Zhuge Ming did not immediately refute it, but smiled meaningfully and gently shook the white porcelain teacup in his hand.

"Comrade Zhao, when looking at problems, you need to broaden your horizons and open up your perspective even more."

Zhuge Ming spoke slowly and deliberately, his pace extremely steady, carrying the analytical and meticulous quality unique to those in a superior position:

"This Gong Qing is an extremely intelligent person, one could even say... he has a great sense of politics."

Zhao Fangxu's eyes narrowed, and he listened intently.

"When is our internet cleanup operation scheduled? Early midnight, which is tonight at 11 PM sharp, right?"

Zhuge Ming lowered his eyelids slightly and analyzed in a soft voice:

"However, Gong Qing's order to assemble the Quanxing gang of madmen was delayed until midnight, after midnight."

This may seem like a trivial time difference, and could even be explained as a coincidence.

However, in the Qimen Dunjia formation, a single moment's difference can lead to drastic changes; in actual combat simulations, this full hour-long window is just enough for our encirclement formation to complete its final closing, trapping everyone firmly within the predetermined encirclement circle on the back mountain.

Zhuge Ming looked up at Zhao Fangxu, his tone profound:

"He's using the entire main force of the Quanxing sect in the back mountain to hand us a weighty certificate of political achievement."

The fact that this young man can execute the tactics of using someone else to do his dirty work and sacrificing a pawn to save the king so skillfully and appropriately demonstrates that he possesses a certain level of strategic thinking and coordination ability.

Zhao Fangxu gasped, a slight chill running down his spine.

"So, Comrade Zhao, your approach is still too focused on 'going it alone' at the business level."

Zhuge Ming's smile faded, and his expression became solemn and dignified.

"Don't forget, while our primary goal in stationing our working group in Longhushan is to ensure the safety of the Grand Ceremony, our long-term goal is to thoroughly resolve the historical problem of 'Quanxing,' which has long disrupted social stability and hindered the rule of law in the supernatural community nationwide! We cannot just treat the symptoms without addressing the root cause."

Zhuge Ming dipped his finger in tea and drew a circle on the table:

"The Quanxing School has been passed down for thousands of years, and its earliest origin is Yang Zhu, a sage from the Warring States period."

The original meaning of Yang Zhu's doctrine is "to value oneself, cherish life, and not be burdened by material possessions." In an era of intellectual ferment, this was an academic thought with profound dialectical depth.

However, over the centuries, later generations of disciples, lacking knowledge and skills, distorted the sages' concept of "valuing oneself" into unscrupulous selfishness, arson, murder, and looting, ultimately sliding into the abyss of outlaw madmen.

He raised his head, his gaze intense:

"We cannot simply dismiss serious ideological deviations and historical problems with a single execution."

A number of people have been arrested, but the social conditions are still there, and another batch will emerge in a few years.

We need to guide them, correct their deviations, and use modern legal concepts to help them overcome extremism!

"At present, Gong Qing, the acting leader who knows how to assess the situation and even has a certain ability to organize and mobilize, is exactly the 'key lever' that the higher authorities are most suitable to use to advance this historical process."

We must take steps, but one step at a time. You can't get fat in a day. Let's start by supporting a law-abiding and ideologically reformed leader.

pat.

Zhao Fangxu gently tapped the lid of his teacup against the rim, making a crisp sound.

It was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in his mind; his pupils behind his glasses contracted violently, and he almost lost his composure on the spot!

To cultivate a leader for the Quanxing Sect who listens to the Party, follows the Party, and abides by the law?!

How can a group of anarchists and monsters who believe in the survival of the fittest establish an administrative obedience mentality and modern organizational discipline?!

This idea isn't just bold; it's practically defusing a bomb on the crater of a volcano in the world of supernatural beings!

Zhao Fangxu's Adam's apple bobbed, and he couldn't help but lean forward, offering a wry smile as he tried to dissuade him:

"Secretary Zhuge, please forgive my bluntness... I have been in charge of the daily operations of Na Du Tong for so many years, and the files I have dealt with with Quanxing could fill two warehouses."

These people are arrogant and wicked; their lust for violence is practically ingrained in their very genes! To expect them to repent and return to the right path? That's like asking a wolf to eat grass—the political risks and difficulties of controlling them are immeasurable…”

"It is precisely because the work is difficult that our sense of responsibility as cadres is revealed."

Faced with his former subordinate's concerns, Zhuge Ming not only did not get angry, but smiled gently, his words revealing an overwhelming confidence:

"We should view the difficulties objectively, and we should do a good job in both aspects."

Those hundreds of stubborn individuals who gathered on the back hill tonight serve as a perfect negative example. We must first use swift and decisive action to crush their arrogance, making an example of them to deter others and shatter their illusions! Only when the foundation is solid can the subsequent renovation work proceed smoothly.

At this point, Zhuge Ming slowly stood up, walked to the bright French windows, and looked down at the peaceful and serene lights of thousands of homes on the mountain in front of him:

"Since this acting sect leader is so eager to see us, then let's meet him."

It's about giving young people a stage to demonstrate their political awareness and meritorious service.

We'll see what he's made of later... Hopefully, the depth of his thinking matches his willingness to risk his life and fortune.