After hanging up the phone, the expression on Qian Xinghai's face was quite ugly.
He hadn't expected Zhou De to give him so little face.
Even though he was already retired, he had at least been the other party's superior in the past.
Or did this punk think that just because he had become the top official of Liu City, he no longer needed to take a retired old leader seriously?
Thinking this, Qian Xinghai snorted coldly again, then pulled up Guo Zhengwen's number on his phone.
Before Guo Zhengwen had reached his current position, he had also worked under him for a period of time.
Since he couldn't handle Zhou De himself, Guo Zhengwen, as the current top official of the province, surely could, right?
"Old leader, why the sudden call? Is there something the matter?"
In an office in Guangning City, Guo Zhengwen, who was currently processing some documents, glanced at the caller ID and answered curiously.
"Xiao Guo, are you busy right now?" Qian Xinghai asked with a smile.
"Not busy, old leader. Tell me what's on your mind." Guo Zhengwen's tone was quite respectful. After all, this was his former superior, who had helped promote him quite a bit in the past.
Although his current position was one rank higher than the other man's had been, he had always treated Qian Xinghai as a senior.
"Here is the situation..."
Qian Xinghai didn't waste any time and directly recounted the matter from beginning to end. His words carried a hint of anger, implying that Zhou De had grown arrogant and wouldn't even do him a favor for such a small matter.
After hearing his words, Guo Zhengwen also frowned.
If things were as Qian Xinghai said, Zhou De's actions were indeed making too big of a fuss.
Something wasn't right!
Could there be something going on here that he didn't know about?
Liu City!
Young Master Qin seemed to be in Liu City.
Could this matter have some connection to Young Master Qin?
Otherwise, he really couldn't think of any reason why Zhou De would blow the incident out of proportion to this extent.
Curious, he then said to Qian Xinghai on the other end of the phone, "Old leader, don't worry just yet. I'll give Zhou De a call right now and ask."
"Alright, be quick about it. Don't let the people from the Discipline Inspection Commission get there first and take Zhipeng away, or things might become even more troublesome," Qian Xinghai said, nodding in satisfaction.
Soon, after hanging up, Guo Zhengwen didn't waste any time and directly found Zhou De's number.
In terms of rank, he was higher than Zhou De and was his direct superior. However, the last time Zhou De came to his house with Elder Liu, they had all sat at the same table and drank together. Therefore, Guo Zhengwen had never dared to treat him as a true subordinate, but rather as an equal.
Not to mention, Zhou De also had a Qin Ning by his side.
"Lao Zhou, what exactly is going on? The old leader's call even reached me here," Guo Zhengwen asked curiously.
Zhou De explained truthfully, "I have no choice either. This matter is related to Xiao Fei..."
As soon as he heard it was related to Qin Fei, Guo Zhengwen finally understood why Zhou De was doing this.
He nodded seriously and solemnly, "Then I understand. Deal with this matter strictly. No matter what, you must give Xiao Fei and Young Master Qin a satisfactory answer."
After hanging up, Guo Zhengwen immediately called Qian Xinghai back.
"Xiao Guo, about the matter..."
Qian Xinghai was currently sitting leisurely by the coffee table drinking tea. In his view, with Guo Zhengwen stepping in, there would definitely be no problem with this matter.
"Old leader, I can't help you with this."
However, to Qian Xinghai's absolute surprise, Guo Zhengwen responded to him with a stern tone.
He furrowed his brows, initially feeling a bit displeased, but he quickly realized the implications.
Judging from the various reactions of Zhou De and Guo Zhengwen, this matter was clearly not as simple as he had imagined.
Could that idiot Zhu Zhipeng have actually provoked someone he shouldn't have?
But he had asked clearly; weren't they just a few youngsters?
What kind of youngsters could make even the top provincial official, Guo Zhengwen, so wary that he didn't dare to step forward and help mediate?
"Xiao Guo, what exactly is going on here?" he asked, unable to suppress his curiosity.
"Old leader, it's not convenient for me to tell you too much, but what I can tell you is that this involves a highly special existence. The person driving was a girl. The main point isn't the girl herself, but that she has a brother who is an existence that even Elder Zeng and Elder Liu must respect!"
Hearing this, Qian Xinghai couldn't sit still anymore. His hair stood on end, and his scalp went numb.
An existence that even Elder Zeng and Elder Liu must respect?
It was unimaginable what kind of terrifying background that girl's brother actually had!
"Alright, I understand. Sorry to bother you. I will wash my hands of this matter."
Qian Xinghai spoke with a grave expression. He didn't even have the courage to ask another question now.
After hanging up, Qian Xinghai then found his nephew Zhu Zhipeng's number and dialed it immediately.
At this moment, Zhu Zhipeng was sitting in the car with his wife, Chen Chunping, looking completely fearless. Having just seen Zhou De answer several phone calls in a row, he knew that his uncle must have started exerting his influence.
Today, not only would Zhou De be unable to do anything to him, but he would even be reprimanded by his uncle.
And just as he was thinking this, his phone rang.
Picking it up to look, it was impressively a call from his uncle, Qian Xinghai.
Without hesitation, Zhu Zhipeng brought the phone to his ear and answered.
"Hello, Uncle..."
"Uncle my ass!"
However, before Zhu Zhipeng could say anything else, a roar came from the other end of the line. Qian Xinghai cursed angrily, "Do you know you almost got me killed too?! Let me tell you, I can't help you with this matter either. You'd better pray that your hands are clean, because if the Discipline Inspection Commission finds out anything, just wait to spend the rest of your life locked up inside!"
"Uncle... this, this... what exactly is going on?"
Being suddenly cursed out by Qian Xinghai, Zhu Zhipeng immediately panicked.
He obviously realized that this matter was not simple. To think that even his uncle was almost dragged down by him?
How was that possible?
Wasn't it just a traffic accident with Zhou De's son?
Could such a trivial matter really involve some big shot?
"Don't ask, I don't know. I can only tell you that this matter has now escalated to a level you cannot even imagine. Don't call me ever again. That's it!"
After saying that, Qian Xinghai hung up directly, giving Zhu Zhipeng absolutely no chance to respond.
"Hubby, what's wrong?"
Beside him, Chen Chunping had a look of confusion on her face.
"Smack!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhu Zhipeng slapped her hard across the face. "I've always told you to cause less trouble, to rein in your temper! If you hit someone else's car, just obediently report it to the insurance, you fucking..."
As he reached this point, Zhu Zhipeng seemed to deflate completely. He slumped limply in his seat, his face ashen. "It's over, it's completely over this time!"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"