The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 291 Returning
The person who calls him "Hero Li" is surnamed Xiao.

Headmaster Xiao, the one who spent half the day at Shaolin Temple being jealous of Li Miaofei, was now completely disillusioned after Li Miao personally saw Xing Chi off. Instead, he was filled with respect for Li Miao.

Xing Chi used what was almost suicidal means to use half of the reputation he had accumulated over ninety years to wash away Yong Jie’s “heretical” origins and the other half to build a reputation for Li Miao.

Consequently, some of the respect that Sect Leader Xiao had for Xing Chi was transferred to Li Miao.

After Xingchi passed away that day, he hesitated for a long time until sunset when all the other martial artists had left before he found Yongjie, wanting to apologize to Li Miao in person, but he didn't expect that Li Miao had already left.

From that day on, the person who remembered "Hero Li" the most in the martial arts world was probably none other than Headmaster Xiao.

But then this "Hero Li" disappeared without a trace. The memories of people in the martial arts world are quick to change, and too many things have happened in the past six months. As a result, when Li Miao's face slowly appeared on the mountain path, only Sect Leader Xiao recognized him immediately.

"Master Li? Which Master Li?"

"Hiss—could it be the one who presided over the succession of Master Xingchi, the great hero Li Miao?"

"Isn't he dead?"

"No, although there are rumors that he died in Miao territory, it's just a rumor. It seems that he has simply not appeared in the martial arts world for the past six months."

As Li Miao left the mountain path and stepped onto the summit of Junji Peak, the inexplicable feeling that had left the martial arts practitioners in a daze slowly dissipated. The martial arts practitioners first looked around, and then began to discuss among themselves in low voices.

"Judging from the matter of the succession of the Shaolin Temple back then, he should also be a celestial being."

"But why did he only go up the mountain at this time... and whose head did he throw on the ground?"

"He seemed to be carrying two other people, who were also seriously injured and on the verge of death."

"That feeling just now... it was like killing intent, or perhaps some kind of martial art. If it was killing intent... just how many lives did he have on his hands... he's ten times more ruthless than Yang Lixuan back then!"

"Who cares! Regardless of whether it's the righteous or the wicked, the more Celestials there are in the martial world, the more the imperial court fears them! His arrival is a good thing!"

"That's right, but I always feel something's not right... I feel like I've missed something... I hope it's just my imagination."

Zhou Zijing frowned.

The eunuch who was working with him did not tell him about Li Miao, for fear that he would be afraid to step forward, so he was just puzzled.

Suddenly, a figure darted past him and rushed straight toward Li Miao.

That's An Ziyang.

Before the surrounding martial arts practitioners could react, suddenly, a series of orderly footsteps sounded all around.

They follow the sound.

The Imperial Guards who were on guard around the summit of Junji Peak suddenly surrounded Li Miao.

The people of the martial arts world suddenly changed color!

"The Imperial Guards are about to attack Master Li!"

"That's it! Judging from the marks on his body and his clothes, he had just been in a fight, and the blood on his body is still wet! The head lying on the ground probably belonged to a master of the Embroidered Uniform Guard!"

"The two men he's carrying are prisoners he captured!"

"Was Master Li's comment just now, 'It's a pity he couldn't threaten my life,' a sarcastic remark about the Embroidered Uniform Guard?"

Zhou Zijing's eyes darted around, and she suddenly shouted sharply.

"How could the imperial court be so unscrupulous! They actually attacked Master Li in secret! Who knows, others might be next!"

"How can we be convinced by such behavior!"

"Fellow martial artists..."

"road……"

The sound suddenly weakened.

Zhou Zijing's eyes widened.

An Ziyang rushed to Li Miao's back without the slightest hesitation or awkwardness, and draped the cloak he was carrying over Li Miao's shoulders.

Then they followed behind Li Miao, walking slowly forward. The Imperial Guards who had surrounded him also slowed down as they approached Li Miao, stopping to the left and right of his path.

A row of black, close-fitting clothes and armor stretched down to the foot of the platform, following Li Miao's steps.

The blackness that chilled the hearts of martial artists was laid to the ground by the crimson twilight, willingly and naturally trampled under Li Miao's feet.

Li Miao threw Zheng Yi and the eunuch he was carrying to the ground. An Ziyang waved his hand, and the Imperial Guards stepped forward and dragged the two away, leaving a scarlet bloodstain on the ground.

"Li, the great hero?"

The trembling voice of Sect Leader Xiao came from behind.

No one answered.

No one responded.

A wildly unbelievable guess suddenly appeared in their minds, and as Li Miao walked forward, it gradually took over their entire thoughts.

Li Miao suddenly appeared at Shaolin Temple and then suddenly disappeared. No one knows his origins—so where did his martial arts come from?

Yang Lixuan is already one of the most murderous villains in the martial arts world in recent decades, but Li Miao's killing intent is more than ten times greater. Where did he get so many people to kill?
There is a line that connects the two names.

Tai'an, witchcraft, and a thousand households throughout the four seasons.

Shaolin, Ming Cult, and Li Miao, the great hero.

Miao region, Miao people.

Rumors circulated that Li Miao died in Miao territory. Although Li Miao is still alive, there's no smoke without fire. Someone must have seen Li Miao in Miao territory for such a rumor to have spread.

Both the "Four Seasons Thousand Households" and the chivalrous Li were of unknown origin and whereabouts.

And the same goes for that mysterious garrison commander.

You Xingchi acted as guarantor for Li Miao, something no one had ever made before.

Until now.

Yongjie sighed, wrapped the prayer beads around his hand, stood up, and walked down from the platform.

Wudang Sect Leader Zhiqing, Beggar Clan Leader Lao Qifeng, Canal Gang Leader Yu Qing, Dali Duan Family Head Duan Jue, Sword King Buying of Sword King Pavilion, and Liu Chengxuan all came down.

The other three celestial beings also changed their expressions, exchanged glances, and silently followed.

Sitting at the highest point, Shen Xun Ning lifted the light veil, glanced at An Zi Yang following behind Li Miao, her eyes darted around, then she slapped her forehead, turned around, picked up the chair she had been sitting on for half a day, ran down to the stage, and threw it on the ground with a thud.

Li Miao finally stepped onto the stage.

He suddenly stretched.

"what--"

Then he naturally sat down in that chair.

Blood beads trickled down the creases of his muscles onto the fabric, slowly spreading. His jet-black cloak reached his feet, and his black hair cascaded down his shoulders, seemingly blending into the fabric.

In the dead silence, An Ziyang suddenly knelt on one knee.

"Governor-General".

At the same time, the Imperial Guards who lined up on both sides of the mountain path leading to Li Miao all knelt down on one knee.

"The Garrison Commander!—"

The sound echoed through the sky.

Then it slowly echoed and dissipated.

Clang clang—

Xiao, the sect leader, dropped his weapon to the ground. His lips moved, but he could no longer utter a word.

(End of this chapter)