Brother, just how powerful is our family?

Qin Yao paused, then said earnestly, "Brother, no matter what you become, you'll always be my brother. That's enough."

Qin Feng felt a warmth in his heart and gently ruffled his sister's hair: "Silly girl."

"But brother," Qin Yao suddenly thought of something, "wasn't our trip back too extravagant? A private jet, a security detail, luxury cars... Won't Mom and Dad be scared?"

"They were definitely scared," Qin Feng admitted. "But there are some things they need to get used to gradually. I can't let them worry about me anymore."

"That's true..." Qin Yao nodded. "In the past two years, Mom has been secretly wiping away tears every time she calls. Although Dad doesn't say anything, I know he's worried so much that he can't sleep."

"So this time when I go back, I want them to know that their son is not only safe and sound, but also living a good life," Qin Feng said. "I want them to be proud of me."

"They've always been proud of you," Qin Yao said softly. "Even if you were just an ordinary office worker, they would still be proud of you."

Qin Feng smiled but didn't say anything.

He knew his sister was right.

Parents' love is unconditional.

But he still wanted to give his parents a better life—no more worrying about money, no more working from dawn till dusk to run that small convenience store, and a peaceful old age.

This is one of the reasons why he fought.

The flight lasted approximately ten hours.

As the plane began its descent, the view below transformed into the landscape of Henan Province in China—green farmland, winding rivers, and scattered villages and towns.

"Passengers, we are about to arrive at Shanghai Shenyang Minggang Airport. Please fasten your seatbelts and stow your tray tables..." the captain announced over the loudspeaker.

Qin Yao and her roommates excitedly gathered by the window.

"Is that Shenyang?"

"It looks huge!"

"My home is over there..."

"Finally back!"

The plane landed smoothly.

When the hatch opened, Qin Feng saw a meticulously prepared scene.

Several rows of people were already waiting on the dedicated tarmac at Ming Kong Airport.

There were local officials in suits, airport staff in uniforms, and several people with distinctive demeanors—clearly a reception team sent by the Ministry of State Security.

Next to the tarmac, a red carpet is laid from the bottom of the gangway all the way to the entrance of the terminal.

Honor guards stood on both sides, dressed in neat uniforms, with solemn expressions.

"This setup..." Qin Yao whispered, "Brother, did you arrange this in advance?"

"It wasn't me," Qin Feng shook his head. "It was arranged by the government."

He was the first to descend the gangway.

Immediately, a middle-aged man in his fifties with a refined demeanor came forward to greet them.

"Mr. Qin, welcome back to China!" The man shook hands warmly. "I am Chen, Director of the Special Affairs Department of the Ministry of State Security. This is Mayor Wang of Shenyang City, and this is County Magistrate Li of Huai County..."

After introducing himself to everyone, Qin Feng exchanged pleasantries with them.

His demeanor was appropriate and composed, neither servile nor arrogant, which made the officials present nod in approval—this young man was indeed extraordinary.

At the same time, the transport plane also landed.

The rear hatch opened, and the vehicle slowly drove out.

When the white Bentley, two black Maybachs, a blue Audi S8, and ten black Mercedes-Benz G-Class cars were lined up on the tarmac.

"My God... these cars..."

"A Bentley Continental, it'd cost five or six million, right?"

"A Maybach GLS600 costs two to three million."

"Those ten G-Wagons, all top-of-the-line models, each cost at least two million..."

"This entire fleet must cost thirty or forty million..."

Airport staff and passengers watching from a distance all took out their phones to take pictures.

Soon, these photos and videos began to circulate on social media.

After a brief exchange with the reception team, Qin Feng politely declined the municipal government's invitation to a banquet: "Thank you all for your kindness, but I've been away from home for two years and would like to go back to see my parents first. Let's get together another day."

"I understand, I understand!" Mayor Wang quickly said. "Mr. Qin's filial piety is commendable. We have already made arrangements. From the airport to Huai County, there will be police cars escorting you all the way to ensure your safety and that of your family."

"This is troublesome." Qin Feng nodded.

At this moment, Qin Yao's roommates and Lin Xiaoyu came over to say goodbye.

"Yaoyao, Brother Qin Feng, we're going home now," Lin Xiaoxiao said. "Thank you for bringing us back."

"Yes, this journey has been truly breathtaking," Zhang Yue said with a smile. "I'll never forget it."

Li Siyu held Lin Xiaoyu's hand: "My cousin said that she will definitely come to thank you in person once she has fully recovered."

Qin Feng said gently, "Be careful on the road. Contact me anytime if anything happens."

The girls waved goodbye and, guided by staff, headed to the regular departure terminal to catch their flights home.

On Qin Feng's side, the convoy was ready.

Thirty-six security guards boarded their respective vehicles swiftly and professionally.

Director Chen from the Ministry of State Security, accompanied by a four-person team, also boarded a minivan—they would accompany them throughout the trip, serving both as receptionists and coordinators.

"Mr. Qin, please." Director Chen opened the door of the Bentley.

Qin Feng shook his head: "I'll ride in the Maybach. The Bentley is for Yao Yao."

"Huh?" Qin Yao was taken aback. "I'll drive?"

"Haven't you always wanted to drive?" Qin Feng laughed. "I'll let you have your fun today. There's a driver; you can sit in the passenger seat."

"Great!" Qin Yao excitedly jumped into the passenger seat of the Bentley.

Qin Feng then got into the first Maybach.

Qin Yang, the younger brother, was already waiting there. As soon as he got into the car, he excitedly exclaimed, "Brother! This car is so cool!"

"If you like it, that's good." Qin Feng smiled. "From now on, it's yours."

"Really?!" Qin Yang's eyes widened. "Brother, you're so good to me!"

The convoy slowly drove out of the airport.

Two police motorcycles led the way, followed by two police cars, then a convoy of luxury vehicles, and finally two more police cars bringing up the rear.

The entire convoy stretched for nearly a hundred meters before heading onto the highway in a grand procession.

At the highway entrance, all lanes had been cleared in advance, leaving only the area open for their group.

Traffic police were on duty at each exit along the route to ensure smooth traffic flow.

Qin Feng sat in the car, looking at the familiar scenery outside the window.

Two years have passed, and this land has not changed much; it's still the same as I remember it.

But the people viewing the scenery are completely different now.

"Brother," Qin Yang said from the side, "do you know what people call you online these days?"

"What should I call you?"

"King of the Black Continent, the Black Continent tycoon, a real-life overpowered protagonist..." Qin Yang counted on his fingers, "and some people even say you're the heir to a hidden family, that you've acquired alien technology, or that you're some kind of system host..."

Qin Feng smiled: "What do you think?"

"I think..." Qin Yang thought for a moment, "You're my brother, that's enough. No matter how amazing you are, you'll always be my brother."

These words, though simple, warmed Qin Feng's heart.

Yes, no matter what his identity is or how much power he has outside, when he returns home, he is Qin Feng, the eldest son of the Qin family, and the older brother of Qin Yao and Qin Yang.

This is enough.