Originally, when Liu Hong lost to Li Qingshan, he was still rather reluctant to accept it. He felt like Li Qingshan was bullying him for not using a weapon. He also knew how to use the blade. Only when Li Qingshan destroyed the Black Wind stronghold alone did he truly accept it. However, he only treated Li Qingshan as someone with extraordinary talent, someone who surpassed him. After all, Li Qingshan had the assistance of other masters.
But now, he had a feeling that as long as Li Qingshan wanted to, he could take his life in a single strike. Let alone counterattacking, he did not even have the opportunity to flee. This was the intuition of an experienced member of the jianghu. It had helped him avoid danger many times before, so it definitely would not be wrong.
Had he already become a first-rate master!? That was impossible. It had only been a day. However, the reality before him did not allow him to refute it. He deeply doubted whether reporting the matter of the spiritual ginseng to the headquarters of the Clear River prefecture in Iron Fist was right or wrong. The leader of the main branch would definitely send people over. Everyone knew the value of the spiritual ginseng.
However, even if he did not do that, the Clear River prefecture would receive the news very soon under Yang Anzhi's intentional actions. This place would become a gathering place for people of the jianghu very soon.
Li Long also attended the celebratory banquet. As he looked at the high-spirited young man who had emerged from the Crouching Ox village with him, revered by the aristocrats, he was unable to describe whether he felt admiration or envy. His feelings were also a complete mess.
However, he sharply noticed the change in Liu Hong's expression. He asked, "Master, are you alright?"
Li Qingshan also heard that. He toasted him. "Old hero Liu, Just Now, I've left in too much of a hurry, so I've disturbed the mood. Take this cup of wine as an apology."
Liu Hong stood up in a hurry. "Sigh, Qingshan, you're making me look down on you by calling me that. What hero? Only old hero is true. The jianghu belongs to you young people. Xiao Long, get up. You're from the same hometown, so you should drink a few more cups. I'll have to trouble you to take care of my disciple in the future, Qingshan. "
Everyone was confused. The Iron Fist possessed influence across the entire Clear River prefecture. They were truly a great organization, yet they needed an outsider to look after their disciple.
Li Qingshan stared blankly for a moment, then smiled and said, "Well said!" He drained the wine in one gulp. It was obviously an extremely ordinary thing, yet it caused everyone to cheer loudly.
Li Qingshan responded slightly, and his stomach began to rumble again. Many people smiled, but quickly hid their smiles.
Ye Dachuan said, "Quickly make something to eat. Go, get the kitchen to send more dishes over." The more he looked at Li Qingshan, the more he liked him. As long as this "sheriff Li" was present, he could easily subdue both the legal and illegal forces of Qingyang city, allowing him to truly live up to his name as the district magistrate. On the other hand, Li Qingshan was powerful and bold, but he also knew etiquette and propriety. He wasn't a frivolous youth who considered everyone beneath him. Sometimes, he was so experienced that he didn't seem like a youth at all.
Li Qingshan had no idea what Ye Dachuan was thinking. Right now, all he had in his eyes was the table full of dishes. He really did consider everyone beneath him. In the beginning, he maintained a basic demeanour, but after a few mouthfuls of food, he could no longer care about that. He just opened his mouth wide and ate heartily, truly wolfing down the food.
With a swipe of his chopsticks, an entire plate of food would be emptied. This was only because he used his strength skillfully. Regular people would not be able to achieve that. At the same time, he ate extremely meticulously. No matter what food entered his mouth, he would crush it with a single bite and grind it. He was even more efficient than other people chewing slowly.
He took a small bite of a roast chicken, and he did not even spit out the bones. He also ground it up and swallowed it. In just a few bites, the roast chicken had been devoured cleanly.
Everyone was dumbfounded. They had never seen someone eat like this before.
Before long, Li Qingshan had eaten half of the table full of dishes, but he still did not feel full at all. His stomach was like a great furnace that could never be filled, digesting and absorbing the food at an extremely fast rate, converting it into energy and delivering it to various parts of his body.
Cheers even gradually rang out in the restaurant. "Young hero Li sure is gallant!" "What young hero? It's a sheriff. With a gallant like sheriff Li protecting us, why would we need to fear bandits?"
Even Li Qingshan himself found it rather strange that a group of people cheered as he ate alone. He knew that his table manners definitely could not be described as pretty. To these aristocrats who lived like princes and cared about their appearance, he could definitely be labelled as a 'country bumpkin' or a 'starving ghost'.
However, most of the praise was sincere. If regular people ate like this, they would have been drowned out by the disdainful gazes a long time ago. However, Li Qingshan was no regular person. He was an expert who had flattened two organisations in Qingyang. Everyone's evaluation of him immediately took a 180-degree turn, becoming bold and domineering.
Li Qingshan ate and drank heartily. The dishes and alcohol were served up like flowing water. Only after eating three tables of dishes did he stop.
It was getting late, so everyone dispersed. Naturally, someone had arranged a residence for him. It was quite a large courtyard in Qingyang city.
Who knew how many cups of alcohol he had drunk. With his body's capacity for alcohol, he became rather drunk. As soon as he returned to his room, he collapsed on the bed and murmured, "Little Ann." He felt extremely at ease. If it were not for Little Ann, he would have never been bold enough to get so drunk and sleep. He would have to be on high alert at all times.
This was the terrifying aspect of being targeted by everyone. If this continued for a long time, no matter how great your martial arts were, your mind would become exhausted and frail. It would be even more impossible for you to be in the mood to practise your abilities and martial arts.
Little Ann carefully removed his shoes and clothes, placing him on the bed and covering him with a blanket. It was like he was completing a sacred ceremony. Afterwards, he pressed down on his sword and stood by the bed like a guard. Perhaps it was because Li Qingshan's actions last night had frightened away many people, or perhaps it was because the gazes in the darkness still wanted to continue watching, but Li Qingshan spent the night peacefully. No insensible person came to disturb him.
He slept until the sky brightened. Only then did the mental exhaustion from the continuous battles and slaughter truly ease up. He blanked out on the bed for a while, thinking back to the dream he had last night. It was no longer a dream of his past life, but a new dream. However, what was it exactly? He could not remember anything at all.
As he blanked out, Little Ann placed a basin of water before him. Li Qingshan thanked him and lowered his head to look at the basin. "Hmm? Why do I seem to have gotten thinner?" He touched his face. He really did seem to have gotten thinner. He ate meat every day in the mountains, so after achieving the strength of an ox, his body had clearly become sturdier. His face had fleshed out too, no longer as skinny as before. He seemed extremely energetic, as sturdy as an ox.
Was it because he had worked too hard over the past two days? He muttered in his heart and plunged his head into the water. When he pulled it out again, he was completely awake. "Let's go, it's time to practice!"
The location of the courtyard was a little remote, very quiet, and spacious. It was suitable for practicing martial arts, which suited Li Qingshan's taste very well. When he walked out of the door, he realized that the snow had stopped. The winter sun shone on the snowy ground, dazzling brightly.
Li Qingshan walked through the snow to the sunlight and stretched. He turned around and saw that Little Ann was still standing in the shadow, not daring to step out of the door.
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