Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Si Lili has a very voluptuous figure.

Russell knew this from the first time he met Si Lili, and now that he had actually held her hand, he felt even more that her figure was perfect.

Too much and it will sag; too little and it won't hold up.

Adding or subtracting even a little bit won't work.

That kind of perfection can only be truly appreciated by experiencing it firsthand; outsiders cannot understand it.

"Hmm~"

Si Lili gently bit her luscious lips, her voice soft and alluring as she nestled in Luo Su's arms, her beautiful eyes half-closed, anticipating and anxiously awaiting what was to come.

As the buttons were undone, the inner garment slowly slipped down, revealing her fair and delicate skin.

Her fair arms wrapped around Russell's neck, her eyes slowly closed in a daze, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she couldn't control herself, her lips gently parting and exhaling a fragrant breath.

As the bed curtains fell, the bed began to sway.

……

The next day, early morning.

Russell was summoned to the Fan family early in the morning by Fan Xian.

Last night's plan went very smoothly.

The terror of a grandmaster is something that martial artists with deeper cultivation can feel most acutely.

The person most affected by the entire Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests last night was the only ninth-rank archer in the world.

The others were merely intimidated by Russell's imposing presence, but this one, due to his duties, needed to extend his perception throughout the entire Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.

In an instant, Yan Xiaoyi lost consciousness.

And given Russell's deliberate targeting, he probably won't wake up in the next few days. Even if he does wake up, he'll never have the chance to take another step forward in his life.

Coupled with Russell's display of master-level combat prowess, the entire palace was plunged into immense panic.

Panic means going astray, and going astray means chaos.

When all the palace staff were focused on Emperor Qing, it was the perfect time for Fan Xian to make his move.

As a result, Fan Xian's subsequent plans proceeded particularly smoothly.

The rain was drizzling outside the window as Russell walked into Fan Xian's room.

The box that Emperor Qing was determined to find, even if it meant digging three feet into the ground, was just pulled out from under the bed by Fan Xian.

Fan Xian lit the candle, and the dim candlelight illuminated the entire room.

Although there were only three people in the room at this moment, Fan Xian felt an unprecedented sense of security.

"Then I'll open it." Holding the key in his hand, Fan Xian said excitedly.

Russell and Wu Zhu, two blind men, stood to the side facing him.

He steadily inserted the key into the brass-like keyhole.

With a click, the front panel of the box popped open, revealing a small keyboard.

"..." Fan Xian was speechless for a moment. How could there be another layer?

"Uncle, do you know the password?" Fan Xian asked.

“It’s a name.” Wu Zhu stood in the corner of the house. Although his eyes were covered by a black cloth, his face, which was facing the box, still revealed an emotion that people called sadness: “I only remember that it’s a name. Miss said it only has five strokes.”

"No, where in the world is there a name that only uses the Wubi input method?" Fan Xian was stunned. If you were called Wu Yi, then he would have nothing to say.

"Is it possible that this 'Wubi' refers to an input method?" Russell pursed his lips.

The 26-key keyboard is the eternal god.

“That’s true.” Fan Xian realized what was happening and typed “kfhlcanhd” on the keyboard.

This was Ye Qingmei's name, but there was no response. Somewhat unsure, he typed his own name in Wubi input method, "aibusi," but still no response. He then tried "aibvfhp," which was Fan Jian's name, but still no response.

Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he looked at Wu Zhu in the corner of the room with a half-smile.

Wu Zhu seemed to sense the strange gaze and tilted his head slightly, asking, "What are you doing?"

Fan Xian did not answer him, but instead typed Wu Zhu's name "ggttgh".

The box made a soft click, and then it opened.

"Uncle Wuzhu, what is your relationship with my mother?"

Wu Zhu: "..."

Wu Zhu didn't answer, and Fan Xian didn't care. Instead, he happily began to examine the box that had been with him since childhood.

The box is divided into three layers. Due to its shape, the items that can be placed in each layer must be long and narrow.

The first layer contains metal tools divided into three parts, some of which are tubular and others that appear to be suitable for gripping.

The more Fan Xian looked at it, the more outrageous it seemed, until he saw the inscription "m82a1" on the tube wall, at which point he finally couldn't help but swear.

This scene was even more horrifying than when I met Russell.

His awesome mother actually has a Barrett rifle.

If you put this thing in CrossFire, you can kill a Biohazard Zombie in just two shots.

But the only problem now is that the gun is out of bullets.

"..."

A gun without bullets is the same as a cell phone without power or internet.

It would be better to leave him a piece of rebar, so he can use it as a divine weapon.

"Where are the bullets?" Fan Xian asked.

"In the cellar of Taiping Villa."

"Damn it!" Fan Xian was feeling disappointed when he saw Russell's lips curl up slightly.

"What's wrong?" Fan Xian asked curiously.

"If I said I could draw up the blueprints, could you make the bullets?"

He certainly didn't have the blueprints, but Russell from the movie and TV series world did.

Forget about Barrett, if they grit their teeth and harden their hearts, they can even get you the blueprints for a missile.

Fan Xian's eyes suddenly lit up, but quickly dimmed: "No, the craftsmanship here might not be up to standard, and the gunpowder also needs to be purified..."

After calming down, Fan Xian looked at Russell again: "Speaking of which, do you think you can withstand a Barrett shot right now?"

"You want to ask if a Grandmaster can withstand this thing, right?" Russell smiled, then said seriously, "To be honest, I'm not so sure."

"Not quite sure?" Fan Xian was somewhat taken aback. No, buddy, this is a Barrett, and you're saying you're not sure? "Do you think a Barrett could shatter a mountain the size of Fan's mansion with a single shot?" Russell countered.

"Of course not." Fan Xian shook his head. No matter how powerful the Barrett is, it's still just a gun, not a missile.

Moreover, given the size of the Fan residence, even a missile would have a considerable yield.

“But I can.” Russell said seriously, “In another month, once I have firmly established myself in this realm, I will be confident that I can destroy a mountain of this size in one move. As for its defensive power, I don’t know about other grandmasters, but for myself, I can’t withstand it by force, but unless it hits my head or heart, I definitely won’t die for a while.”

Moreover, given his current physical condition and perception, he wouldn't be able to withstand Barrett head-on; if he consciously tried to defend himself, he could hold his own.

"You're human?" Fan Xian knew Russell wouldn't lie to him, and in a daze, he looked at Wu Zhu: "So, Uncle, you also..."

“I can’t do it, but I know I can withstand its attack,” Wu Zhu said.

"No, I need to calm down..." Fan Xian rubbed his forehead; the amount of information that had happened today was overwhelming.

"Alright, you take your time, I'm going back now." Seeing that Fan Xian was rebuilding his worldview, Russell had no interest in disturbing him any further. He looked up at the torrential rain as he went out and calmly walked into the rain.

Just like when he arrived, the rain did not wet his clothes, but was evaporated by an invisible force within a distance of about two fingers around him.

The pale white mist made him look like an immortal.

He walked through his own courtyard and sensed that Si Lili was still fast asleep, so he didn't go in. Instead, he went to the post station where the Northern Qi envoys were staying.

Well, how should I put it? Today, Haitang Duoduo's eyes were bloodshot, and her dark circles were as thick as a panda's.

Russell chuckled, "Oh, you didn't sleep last night?"

"I can't sleep!" Haitang Duoduo still couldn't understand how Russell could jump from the seventh rank to the ninth rank, and then to the Grandmaster in just two months: "Just the night before last you were still... Never mind, I must be dreaming."

Actually, she wasn't the only one who couldn't understand it; Ye Ling'er was another.

She is currently locked up at home by her father, and Ye Zhong is afraid that Ye Ling'er and Luo Su are getting too close and bringing trouble to the Ye family.

In fact, Russell did not understand the thinking of the Ye family members, especially Ye Liuyun.

The Ye family, while not on par with the royal family, should at least have maintained a relationship of mutual respect and non-aggression towards the Qing Kingdom. Why is it now that they are forced to compromise and appease each other?

Perhaps it was the limitation of the ancients' thinking, but if he were in Ye Liuyun's shoes, he would never have made the same choice.

A Grandmaster, a mobile nuclear weapon, has absolutely no need to care about worldly opinions.

In other novels, what Ye Zhong should do now is to push Ye Ling'er, his daughter who has some connection with Russell, out into the open and watch how things develop.

Whether it succeeds or fails, it won't do the Ye family any harm.

“You can’t figure this out yourself. Just take your time to understand it. Believe in yourself,” Russell comforted him.

It's not really a consolation, but at least Haitang Duoduo truly has that talent.

Among the current ninth-rank officials, if anyone has the opportunity to take this step, Haitang Duoduo is definitely among them.

"I don't believe you." Haitang Duoduo lay on the bed, her eyes glazed over, and said, "By the way, we're going back to Northern Qi in a few days. What do you think? With your current status, it shouldn't be difficult to bring Lili back to Northern Qi."

“It’s not difficult, it’s just that I don’t want to go to Northern Qi so soon.” As he said this, Russell’s lips curled up slightly: “I still have a big show to perform here. As for Si Lili, let’s stay for a few more days.”

"That's fine. Anyway, with you in Kyoto, no one will dare to touch her." Haitang Duoduo nodded.

"And one more thing."

"What."

"Please go back and tell Master Kuhe that on the fifteenth of August, I will set up a challenge in Ming'an Township on the border of Qingqi to invite him to a duel and exchange martial arts skills."

Haitang Duoduo immediately became interested, her eyes shining: "You said you want to fight my master?"

Russell shook his head: "Not only Master Kuhe, but also Si Gu Jian, Ye Liuyun, and even the one in the palace, I will ask someone to send a message to them."

"Let me make this clear beforehand, I can't guarantee my master's approval." Although Haitang Duoduo was extremely excited about the matter, she didn't dare to make any promises for her master.

"It doesn't matter. It would be best if he could come, but if he can't, I'll go find him. The same goes for everyone else." Russell waved his hand, clearly not taking the matter to heart.

Haitang Duoduo narrowed her eyes, as if she had guessed Russell's thoughts: "Is the one in the palace the same?"

“Of course.” Russell grinned. “This is also the second message I wanted to ask you to convey. If we are all present except for this person from the Qing Kingdom Palace, let’s all come to the Great Qing Imperial Palace and find out who this person really is.”

One Grandmaster might be wary of the Imperial City, but three Grandmasters would have absolutely no scruples, and there would be no force in the world that could stop them.

This is the same principle as Ku He, Si Gu Jian, Ye Liuyun, and their team killing Emperor Qing on Mount Da Dong.

The initial peace was due to uncertainty about Ye Liuyun's stance.

Once a stance is taken, the scales will tip to one side in an instant, leading to a crushing defeat.

Now, with the addition of Russell, an extra grandmaster who is extremely interested in the hidden grandmaster in the Qing Kingdom's palace, the original格局 (structure/pattern) has been broken.

"I will pass on this message," Haitang Duoduo said excitedly.

"I'm leaving." Russell chuckled, then went to the post station in Dongyi City and the Ye family, repeating what he had said to Haitang Duoduo twice. After that, he turned and left without caring what they thought.

While passing by the Tianjilou Tavern, Russell also bought a roast duck, a plate of pig snouts, eight braised pork knuckles, and two jars of osmanthus wine.

And so, carrying the food box, he strolled in the rain and soon returned to his front door.

It was already noon, and Si Lili had already woken up. She was wearing a thin veil and pouring hot water into the bathtub. The room had been restored to its original state, with no trace of the madness of the previous night.

When Russell returned, she got up and took the food box from his hand, then almost slipped and fell down with the box.

"What did you buy?" Si Lili asked in surprise as she opened the food box and placed the dishes Russell had bought on the table.

"I wasn't thinking of giving you any extra nutrition." Russell indicated that he was still very responsible; after all the commotion last night, they were both quite exhausted, so they should eat more.

Yes, he should eat more protein, and Si Lili should drink more water.

“I’m not a pig.” Si Lili’s lips twitched, she shook her head and said to Russell, “Young master, please have your meal first, I’ll go take a bath first.”

As she spoke, she walked behind the screen, removed her light veil and undergarments, and with her jade-like toes lightly touching the water's surface, a perfectly beautiful figure slowly disappeared into the water, facing Russell sideways, through the misty water vapor.

Her long, black hair was simply tied up with a hairpin, and her graceful figure was captivating.

Russell admired the flawless body before him, but had no intention of taking a bath together. The main reason was that Si Lili had just lost her virginity and couldn't withstand any more torment. There was plenty of time in the future, so there was no need to rush.

As if sensing Russell's perception, Si Lili's cheeks flushed a beautiful red. Leaning against the edge of the bathtub, she faced Russell and asked, "Yesterday I wanted to ask you, young master, why did you suddenly give up?"

Russell smiled faintly: "You'll know when the weather clears up in a few days and I take you out for a walk."

"Can I leave the city?" Si Lili asked with some surprise.

After all, she had been staying in this little courtyard for quite some time.

Although before she was exposed, she had even less space to move around in the pleasure boat than she does now, being unwilling to go out and being unable to go out are two completely different things.

For her now, being able to leave this place would be the best thing ever.

“Of course.” Russell nodded with a smile.

It just so happens that Fan Xian is taking Lin Wan'er on a trip to the outskirts of the city in a few days, and he's even prepared the itinerary, saving Fan Xian the trouble of figuring it out himself—it couldn't be better. (End of Chapter)