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Chapter 33

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If it were a one-on-one battle, the current Li Qingshan was confident he could defeat or even kill Yang Jun within ten moves.

"Hmph, you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!" Yang Jun was just about to issue an order to capture Li Qingshan. Even if the Drawn Reins village was not to be trifled with, there was no need to worry about the news of him being destroyed in the depths of the mountains.

Li Qingshan's body tensed up as well. He planned on capturing the ringleader first. He would deal with the blow and capture Yang Jun first.

Suddenly, someone said, "Young master, he seems to be carrying the Stone Splitter bow on his back!"

"What? The Stone Splitter bow!?" Yang Jun stopped and studied the great bow on Li Qingshan's back. He had some understanding towards the weapons of famed figures near Qingyang city. "Where did you get this bow from?"

"The hunting chief obviously gave it to me," said Li Qingshan.

Yang Jun's expression wavered. He had been influenced by what he saw and heard in the sect, so he knew everything he needed to know. The person who could obtain this weapon was probably Huang Binghu's successor, the next hunting chief of the Drawn Reins village.

If someone like that died, the Drawn Reins village would never just let the matter rest. They would be able to find out about their activities in the region without any effort at all. If they really did everything they could for revenge, the hidden arrows and traps would be difficult to deal with. He could not provoke trouble like this over a moment of anger. He swung his hand. "Kid, don't let me run into you again."

In the blink of an eye, they all vanished. Only Li Qingshan remained on the mountain path. He could not read minds, but he could guess that they feared the Drawn Reins village.

When strangers saw you, they would never see you as a person. Instead, they would see your influence, power, and wealth. Li Qingshan had reached the level of a third-rate master, but he had relied on the bow on his back to escape danger.

He was furious. He thought to himself, If I don't get my revenge, I'm not human. I, Li Qingshan, will never allow anyone to bully me, nor will I rely on someone else's reputation to live.

Originally, he didn't quite agree with Oxen's theory that a man should be more broad-minded. But now, he realized that a lot of deadly feuds were formed because of a single glare, and they wouldn't stop until one of them died.

After over a month, Li Qingshan returned to Crouching Ox village once again. Before he even stepped through the door, he heard something inside, "Is there a thief? It's also because I live in a remote place. I'd like to see which petty thief dares to steal from me. "The anger in his heart had not yet subsided. He quickly walked in and grabbed the man. The man turned around in pain.

Their eyes met, and both of them were stunned.

"Li Fugui!"

"Erlang."

"What are you doing in my house?"

"Erlang, you're not dead?"

Li Qingshan looked at the room. Although it had been more than a month, it was still spotless. He knew that Li Fugui was not stealing, but helping him clean the room.

"Of course I'm not dead. Why do you say that?"

Only after asking around did he find out that Li Qingshan had returned from Cypress Stream village without any news. Everyone in the village had seen him get into a conflict with the people of the Drawn Reins village at the market, so they all thought that he was done for.

Li Fugui even helped him burn some joss paper and cried.

Li Qingshan did not know whether to laugh or cry. "I'm alive and well, aren't I? Hunter Huang of the Drawn Reins village invited me to the village as a guest, so I stayed for a while longer."

Li Fugui never thought that he would actually be able to come out alive after entering a dangerous place like the Drawn Reins village. As for the fact that Hunter Huang had invited him over as a guest, he did not really believe it. In his eyes, although Li Qingshan was powerful, he was still nowhere close to someone like Huang Binghu. He did not know what to say either. He only muttered, "That's good! That's good! "It did make Li Qingshan feel rather touched. He had not helped the wrong person back then.

However, Li Fugui's expression suddenly became worried. "You should leave quickly. Don't let the villagers know."

"What now?"

"The eldest son of the village head's family has returned. He says he wants to make trouble for you!"

"Li Long!"

Village head Li's eldest son, as well as Li Qingshan and Li Bao's elder brother. The name was not unfamiliar to Li Qingshan. Instead, the villagers had almost grown calluses from hearing it.

Originally, Li Long was only a few years older than him. However, it was said that when he was playing outside when he was young, he caught the eye of a noble and was taken to Qingyang city to learn martial arts. He would only return home during festivals and festivals. He had seen Li Qingshan, the cowherd, a few times, but he had never even spoken to him.

In the eyes of the villagers, he was an important figure who had emerged from the Crouching Ox village and arrived in Qingyang city. He had made a name for himself. Every single family had a daughter, and they all hoped to marry her off to him. Together with caretaker Liu's son, little caretaker Liu, they were known as the "Two Talents of the Crouching Ox".

Of course, with the sudden rise of Li Qingshan, perhaps they should be known as the "Three Talents of the Crouching Ox". However, Li Qingshan had never seen the world. He had never set foot in Qingyang city, so it was rather difficult for him to become the "third talent".

Li Qingshan said, "You think I'm afraid of him?" Not only was he not afraid, but he even wanted to see for himself. He ignored Li Fugui's advice and made his way to village head Li's home.

In village head Li's home, a young man with a buzz cut lectured village head Li. "Just anyone is bold enough to bully us. You really are regressing the more you live." Then he pointed at Li Hu and Li Bao. "You two are grown men, yet you allow him to bully you all the way to your doorstep."

He had basically grown up in Qingyang city, so his horizons and experience were extremely abundant. He had already begun to treat himself as a Qingyang citizen. Right now, he viewed the matters of the village from the perspective of a "city dweller". He felt a natural sense of disdain, not just towards Li Qingshan, but towards everything in the Crouching Ox village.

He was not young, but he had never married. His family had once tried to find a partner for him in a hurry, but he rejected all of them. Right now, he was no longer someone that village girls could match.

Village head Li, who was awe-inspiring in the village, only said meekly, "Don't be angry, my son. He's already dead anyway."

"He's seeking his own death by provoking the Drawn Reins village. There's no need for me to go through the trouble of teaching him a lesson."

Li Hu shrunk his neck in meekly, but Li Bao said, "Big brother, you won't let us join the Iron Fist and learn martial arts, so of course we'll be bullied in the village."

Li Long shot a glance at him. "That's because you don't have enough talent!"

"Li Qingshan's not dead! Li Qingshan's back!" At this moment, someone suddenly called out from outside.

Li Long suddenly stood up.

If this news only kicked up a commotion in the peaceful village, then "Li Qingshan has gone to village head Li's home!" Would kick up a great commotion, drawing the entire village to move out once more. They wanted to see the battle between the first and third prodigies of the Crouching Ox village.

Under the scorching sun, Li Qingshan and Li Long stared at each other. The villagers all held their breaths, as if they were afraid of startling them.

Li Hu and Li Bao stood beside Li Long, boosting his momentum. Li Long waved his hand, dismissing the two of them. "Li Erlang, it's been so long. You've grown so big already."

This was completely the tone of a senior speaking to a junior. However, the villagers all believed he had the right to speak like that, so they discussed quietly.

"Erlang's in big trouble now."

"Yeah. Li Long can't be compared to patch-haired Liu and those scoundrels."

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