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Originally, Qin Tian was planning to rush out the door to chase that paparazzo, but as soon as he dashed out, he was met with a large wave of paparazzi heading straight for him.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this group of people looking like wolves and tigers, Qin Tian was taken aback. He immediately turned back inside the mansion, locking the door tightly behind him.

"Shit, I've been roaming the Jiang Hu for so many years and never feared anyone, but these paparazzi, I'm genuinely scared this time."

Qin Tian sighed toward the sky, rolling his eyes.

Thinking about past opponents, we could just start cursing and fighting directly without beating around the bush.

But now, with more than a dozen entertainment media reporters at the door, what can Qin Tian do? Curse them? Or fight them?

He knew very well in his heart that if he even spoke a word or made a move, he'd definitely be on the front page of more than a dozen entertainment newspapers the next day.

So, facing these journalists who couldn't even kill a chicken, Qin Tian had no choice but to not stoop to their level.

"What are you doing? Weren't you going to chase that guy who was taking photos?"

Seeing Qin Tian talking to himself in the courtyard, Murong Fei walked out of the mansion.

Just then, the doorbell kept ringing, and someone even started knocking: "Mr. Qin Tian, Mr. Qin Tian, can I interview you?"

Interview your ass!

Qin Tian couldn't help but blurt out, sighing toward the sky, "Murong, these reporters are really annoying... I honestly... don't know how to handle them."

"That's because you don't have the experience. I've done PR many times before. They must be here because of that flaunting incident at the airport yesterday, right? If you feel uncomfortable, let me help you out," Murong Fei said.

Qin Tian pouted, "They've already found out this mansion is registered under your name, Murong. If you come out to explain, that means dragging you into this."

"I'm not afraid. What do I have to be afraid of now? I can even give up my company's business. Now that grandpa's gone, I'm not very interested in these things anymore. I just want to focus on cultivation and become stronger, much stronger."

Murong Fei's words left Qin Tian staring at her in amazement for several seconds.

This woman, who used to be a typical career powerhouse, suddenly lost interest in fame and fortune...

Qin Tian couldn't help but feel emotional, maybe she was too shocked by Elder Murong Bei's death, causing a major shift in her outlook on life and values.

But Qin Tian couldn't say if this change was good or bad for Murong Fei.

"Alright then, if your daily cultivation is so dull, you can handle this PR matter for me."

After saying that, Qin Tian thought of something and laughed, "By the way, if reporters ask what your relationship with me is, how will you answer?"

"I'll tell them the truth, that I'm your girlfriend. Any problem with that?"

Murong Fei's counter-question put Qin Tian in an awkward spot, "No problem, no problem, thank you, dear girlfriend."

For the entire day, Qin Tian hid on the second floor of the mansion cultivating the seventh chapter of the "Sunflower Secret Manual," the "Spiritual Technique of X-ray Vision," while Murong Fei was downstairs in the living room warmly welcoming wave after wave of reporters, answering round after round of questions.

Having been briefed by Qin Tian about the incident, Murong Fei handled everything smoothly, dismissing most of the reporters' questions lightly.

It wasn't until around five in the afternoon that the curious reporters finally left.

"I say, you've worked hard all day, shall we go out for dinner?" Qin Tian, feeling equally exhausted from cultivation, came down from upstairs and looked at the equally tired Murong Fei, smiling, "How is it, being a PR gal, isn't it tiring?"

Murong Fei shook her head, "These entertainment reporters are really tough to deal with because they ask questions so directly and bluntly."

"Oh, blunt questions, like what?"

"For example..." Murong Fei gave Qin Tian a sidelong glance and said, embarrassed, "A female reporter actually asked me directly if we were living together and if we had slept together..."

"Hahaha! Do these reporters even want to ask about our sleeping details?"

Qin Tian couldn't stop laughing.

"Who slept with you!"

Murong Fei rolled her eyes at Qin Tian and said, "Decency, decency, these people really lack decency. Even though I answered very cautiously, Qin Tian, you still need to be careful. Tomorrow, we might both be on the front page again... Sigh, I hope this blows over soon, I really don't like being in the spotlight."

"Me too, but these reporters are so persistent." Qin Tian sighed helplessly.

"You should go take a shower and change clothes, let's go out for dinner, my treat, as a reward for you."

An hour later, the two set off again, heading to a nearby snack street from the mansion. They found a western restaurant, leisurely enjoying dinner like a couple on a date; it was such a pleasant feeling.

"There's a fire!"

"A house is on fire over there!"

"Call the police quickly!"

Just as Qin Tian and Murong Fei were happily having dinner, everyone in the restaurant started heading outside, quietly discussing and pointing in the distance, while someone had already called the police.

"Is there a fire over there?"

Qin Tian sat by the window, watching the flames soaring in the distance, "Shit, it's burning big, who is so unlucky, being so careless in the middle of the night..."

"It seems to be over by our villa."

Before Qin Tian finished his sentence, Murong Fei's expression changed.

Qin Tian looked carefully and immediately felt a chill in his heart as he stood up from his seat, his face changing drastically, "Damn, my Spirit Grass is still in the bedroom!"

"My valuables are in there too!"

Murong Fei also stood up, both of them in shock, and they dashed out of the restaurant, both using the Wave Striding Technique simultaneously, heading straight for the villa!

Murong Fei's use of the Wave Striding Technique was quite refined, just slightly slower than Qin Tian.

But Qin Tian couldn't be bothered by this at the moment; he was filled with rage—

This wasn't an accidental fire; someone definitely set it on purpose!

Qin Tian wasn't concerned about the villa burning down, he was worried about his treasured Spiritual Flowers and Spiritual Grass, which couldn't be measured by money. If they were burned, he might explode with rage.

The two of them arrived at the villa entrance to find it already engulfed in flames.

"Murong, wait outside for me, I have to get my Spiritual Flowers and Spiritual Grass out. By the looks of it, they shouldn't have been burned yet!"

Qin Tian said decisively, and with a flicker of his body, he rushed into the sea of fire.