High-level martial arts: Long spear with black flames to suppress demons.

Just as Shen Chang'an was secretly on guard, Zhao Haitang suddenly chuckled.

"Student Shen, you don't need to bother guessing."

She strode towards Shen Chang'an with her long legs and high heels, walking slowly and deliberately. As she approached, a scent resembling some kind of precious wood wafted towards Shen Chang'an's nose.

"I'm just an ordinary person; I don't possess any spiritual power."

Zhao Haitang stopped less than half a meter away from Shen Chang'an, her red lips slightly parted, looking at him with a smile.

Shen Chang'an felt a chill run down his spine.

This woman has no cultivation, yet she can see through his use of spiritual power to probe at a glance?

How did you know I was sensing your spiritual power?

Shen Chang'an concealed the disdain in his eyes, his body instinctively tensing into a defensive posture.

Zhao Haitang turned and walked to the sofa next to her, sitting down with her legs crossed. Her long, fair legs were faintly visible under the hem of her cheongsam.

"It's very simple, just observation and logical analysis."

She picked up the purple clay teapot from the coffee table and poured two cups of tea:

"Student Shen rose through the ranks from a small town in Qingzhou District, becoming the highest-ranking official there at a young age. Dealing with dangerous demon incidents in an environment lacking strong support for many years would inevitably have fostered a cautious, even somewhat suspicious, personality."

She pushed one of the cups of tea towards the seat opposite her, looked up at Shen Chang'an, and her smile deepened:

"Therefore, when you step into a completely unfamiliar environment, your first reaction is definitely not to sit down and exchange pleasantries, but to instinctively analyze the environment and the people in it, and judge whether the other party has the ability to pose a threat to you."

Zhao Haitang picked up his teacup, gently blew on the steam, and then smiled warmly:

"Of course, this is just my personal speculation and shouldn't be taken seriously. Please don't worry about it, Shen. Please have a seat."

Zhao Haitang gestured for Shen Chang'an to sit down on the sofa opposite him: "Try it, the pre-Qingming Longjing tea."

Shen Chang'an sat down without touching the tea, and went straight to the point: "Ms. Zhao, this settlement fee of fifty million and thirty thousand contribution points is no small sum. What brings you here specifically to offer your advice?"

"Student Shen is overthinking it."

Zhao Haitang put down her teacup, her eyes sparkling, her smile gentle.

"Although our Zhao family are merchants, we also respect heroes like you who guard this region. This investment of resources is mainly intended to establish goodwill. Meeting you today, Shen, you are truly a man of outstanding character and talent."

Shen Chang'an was speechless.

I've only been here for less than five minutes, how come I'm already considered an outstanding person? These capitalists can just spout such polite words off the cuff.

However, considering that the other party was the big spender who had just invested 50 million yuan in him, Shen Chang'an felt that he still had to show some "business etiquette".

Old Zhao once said that the most direct way to deal with these powerful, wealthy women is to compliment them. Compliment their looks and their figures; you can't go wrong.

Shen Chang'an coughed lightly, sat up straight, and began to speak in a serious tone: "Ms. Zhao, you flatter me. If we're talking about outstanding women, it has to be you. Wearing this cheongsam, Ms. Zhao's figure is graceful and her curves are exquisite; you are truly a beauty that could topple kingdoms. What's even more remarkable is that you not only have a beautiful face, but also a keen eye for people; you recognized me, Shen Chang'an, as extraordinary at a glance..."

"stop......."

Zhao Haitang clearly hadn't expected him to suddenly deliver such a crude and blatant compliment.

She was taken aback for a moment, and her dignified smile almost crumbled. She quickly raised her hand to interrupt him.

Looking at Shen Chang'an's expressionless face, Zhao Haitang couldn't even tell whether he was genuinely praising her or deliberately trying to disgust her.

To cover up her slight embarrassment, Zhao Haitang picked up her teacup and took a tactical sip, abruptly changing the subject: "Let's get down to business. The main reason I invited Shen here today is to fulfill my promise of 30,000 contribution points."

She took out her communication terminal and quickly completed the payment, then gestured for him to leave his contact information.

Shen Chang'an readily scanned the QR code to add him as a friend, received the items, and felt that his mission for the night was successfully completed. He was about to get up and say goodbye.

Please wait.

Zhao Haitang stopped him and changed the subject.

"I wonder if you, Shen, would be interested in taking on some private assignments as a side job?"

"A private mission?"

Shen Chang'an paused.

"Murder or robbery?"

"Neither."

Zhao Haitang chuckled softly.

"I just wanted to ask Shen to help mentor a new member of our Zhao family, who is also a freshman in our class."

Shen Chang'an frowned slightly: "Also a freshman in our year? Who?"

Zhao Haitang took a photo from the drawer next to her and pushed it in front of Shen Chang'an.

The photo shows a girl in a black training uniform, who looks about seventeen or eighteen years old. Her features bear a resemblance to Zhao Haitang, but she lacks some of the girlish charm and possesses a sharp, heroic air. She holds a wooden sword that is not yet drawn from its sheath, and her expression is cold and serious.

"This is my younger sister, Zhao Jin. She's also a freshman this year."

Zhao Haitang introduced, "Eighteen years old, third realm, majoring in swordsmanship."

Shen Chang'an was somewhat puzzled: "Three realms? That's considered top-tier among the new students. With such a deep foundation in the Zhao family, do you really need me to mentor you?"

"Because she was so outstanding, her family wanted her to experience some setbacks."

Zhao Haitang sighed softly.

"She's a martial arts fanatic, and too arrogant. Her family originally wanted her to experience the world of martial arts masters in Shanghai and learn that there are always people more skilled than her. But unfortunately..."

Zhao Haitang paused, her tone tinged with helplessness: "She has basically defeated all the cultivators of her generation in Shanghai. As for the geniuses from the other major families, they can't spar with each other casually."

"Moreover, she once single-handedly killed several fourth-level demons and fourth-tier monsters on the outskirts of the city."

"Ms. Zhao, I'm usually very busy with my studies..."

Shen Chang'an cleared his throat, preparing to politely decline.

"An additional 50,000 contribution points will be provided annually, plus 50 million in activity funds."

Zhao Haitang presented his conditions.

His refusal, which was about to escape his lips, caught in his throat, and he stared wide-eyed at the woman in front of him.

"Student Shen is new to Shanghai and may not be familiar with the rules of the Night Watch. During your time studying at Shanghai University, you will not receive a base salary."

"With so many new members joining the Night Watchers in Shanghai every year, it would take a huge amount of resources to pay each of them a base salary."

Shen Chang'an was taken aback.

"Besides, you think you can earn contribution points by killing demons and monsters? Impossible."

Zhao Haitang chuckled softly.

"Within the city limits of Shanghai, even the lowest-ranking demon will be instantly killed by hundreds of cultivators who are short of contribution points the moment it shows its face. You won't even see a shadow of a demon. If you want contribution points, you can only go to the edge of the rift, where there is a nine-out-of-ten chance of death, and fight with those veterans for meat."

Three seconds later.

Shen Chang'an suddenly stood up, bowed slightly, and shook Zhao Haitang's hands up and down: "Miss Zhao, you have a keen eye for people! A lost sheep like your sister needs a mentor like me to guide her! Don't worry, I'll take the job. As long as I'm around, I guarantee she'll know what the wickedness of society is... no, I guarantee she'll experience gentle, guiding guidance!"

Seeing Shen Chang'an's attitude change 180 degrees, comparable to a Peking Opera face-changing act, Zhao Haitang finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

This kid really doesn't act until he sees the benefit.

"OK."

Zhao Haitang suppressed a laugh and withdrew her hand.

"I'll have Zhao Jin come to the school to see you in the next couple of days."