A Call with an Official Big Shot, and My Junior Is Even Better at Putting on an Act Than Me!

Su Qinghui looked at the phone being handed to her and, for a moment, seemed at a loss for what to do.

The screen displayed "Call in Progress," with the words "Captain Shen" beneath it.

The title was simple and direct, carrying an unquestionable official authority.

She looked up at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng raised his brows at her with the look of someone enjoying the spectacle, his lips silently forming two words.

"You do it?"

That was hardly a question. He was clearly tossing her straight onto the fire.

Su Qinghui took a deep breath, suppressing the sudden ripples in her heart and regaining the composure and calm expected of the eldest daughter of the Gusu Su Family.

She extended her slender fingers and accepted the phone, her movements as elegant as though she were accepting a paintbrush.

"Hello."

Her voice was cool and clear, like a spring flowing through the mountains.

On the other end of the line came three full seconds of dead silence.

Qin Feng could even clearly hear Shen Bingyue draw in a sharp breath, along with the sound of her heartbeat suddenly quickening.

"Your identity."

Shen Bingyue's voice finally sounded again. It remained calm, but now carried a trace of barely perceptible caution.

This was not vigilance toward an enemy, but the basic respect due to someone of equal standing.

"Gusu. Su Qinghui."

Su Qinghui stated her name, neither humble nor overbearing.

She did not use her family name to pressure anyone. Simply giving her name was confidence in itself.

"Miss Su." Shen Bingyue immediately changed how she addressed her.

"I need to know why you appeared at a D-Class mission site designated by the Special Cases Department.

According to regulations, local inherited families must report in advance before operating within areas under official