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Chapter 197 This Child is Like a King (Eleventh Update! 5380 Monthly Tickets Added! Requesting Monthly Tickets!)

After getting off the car, Li Changqing led Li Qi into the grove at the bottom of the hill. After several turns, the view suddenly opened up, revealing a blue stone staircase that stretched upwards.

The hill wasn't very high, only a little over a hundred meters. After a short while, a quaint courtyard appeared before the two of them.

Of course, the courtyard is also made of reinforced concrete, but in a retro style.

Li Changqing knocked on the cast iron door knocker, and soon a young man came and opened the door.

The young man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with slightly dark skin tinged with a fiery red hue, but his eyes were very clear and bright, indicating that he was a person with a firm will and few distracting thoughts.

Before the young man could even ask, Li Changqing said, "I am Li Changqing, an old friend of Chen Tiexin."

At the same time, a robust voice rang out from inside the courtyard: "I was wondering why my eyelids had been twitching all day. Turns out it's you, big cat, here I come. Li Da Mao, it's been decades since we last met. I almost thought you were long dead. I never imagined you'd live so long..."

Then, an old man with a towering figure, as tall as an iron tower, and white hair and beard walked over.

The courtyard was very spacious, but when this person appeared, it seemed to shrink.

"It simply doesn't make sense. When you were young, you killed so frantically that you should have been covered in hidden injuries. It's absurd that you've survived so long!"

Chen Tiexin pushed past the young man in front of the door and looked down at Li Changqing and Li Qi beside him.

In fact, Li Changqing was also very tall, but compared to the person in front of him, he was two sizes smaller.

Clearly, the person in front of him was born with an indestructible physique and later cultivated an extremely powerful external martial art, reaching its pinnacle. Otherwise, he could not possibly have such a physique.

"Brother Tie Xin is joking. Who doesn't know that the tiger form is connected to the divine and has continuous vitality? If I hadn't killed too many people when I was young, I could have lived to at least 120. Now I will live 20 years less."

"But you, Brother Tiexin, thought about health preservation when you were young and didn't like fighting and killing. But time still catches up with you and you'll probably be buried around the same time as me."

Li Changqing spoke calmly and unhurriedly, yet his imposing manner was in no way inferior.

"Alright, alright!"

"You big cat, you always do things with a purpose. If there was nothing wrong, you wouldn't come looking for me. Are you trying to teach your junior a lesson?!"

Chen Tiexin looked at Li Qi, his gaze initially calm, but with a hint of scrutiny.

But gradually, Chen Tiexin's gaze became erratic. He would look at Li Qi for a while, then at Li Changqing, repeating this several times, as if he were entering some kind of mental storm.

“Brother Changqing, tell me the truth, is this young man really your descendant, or a descendant of the king, being fostered in your home and given a different name to avoid trouble?!”

"This is wrong!"

"How could your family possibly have descendants like you!"

Chen Tiexin's gaze was solemn, and it was unclear what kind of story he was imagining.

"His temperament and demeanor are so similar to the young Wang. Except for their appearances, they are alike in every other way..."

Chen Tiexin kept rambling on and on, and I just couldn't understand it.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Upon hearing this, Li Changqing's thoughts also changed. As the saying goes, those involved are often confused. He had never thought of it in this direction before, but now that Chen Tiexin said it, it seemed to be true.

However, he also knew that Li Qi was indeed of his own blood. Since the family hospital was built, every child born there had undergone a paternity test to prevent anyone from switching children. After all, the Li family had established itself in Tiannan through blood and fire, and it was hard to guarantee that someone wouldn't try to sabotage it from within.

Li Qi was naturally nothing like Wang, but when Li Changqing looked at him, he felt that his temperament and spirit did indeed resemble an old friend.

Although one's own strength is not yet great enough, one's mind already possesses the grandeur of the heavens, encompassing all things. This grandeur is not something that can be cultivated over many years of mental training. This spirit of swallowing mountains and rivers is either present or absent.

Some people are born with a heroic spirit, but it is not usually apparent. It only becomes apparent after they have completed a transformation.

Meanwhile, the young people standing by curiously watching felt incredulous upon hearing their ancestor's words, wondering if they had misheard.

After all, he knew perfectly well which king his ancestors were referring to.

Even if the person in front of him only represents one aspect of him, such a person would still be terrifying beyond measure.

So, did I mishear, or is my ancestor just getting old and senile?
"Alright, Brother Tiexin, stop overthinking. This child is indeed my family's. Many heroes in this world are born ordinary. If heroic spirit could be passed down through bloodlines, then this world would be too hopeless!"

"The fact that my family has produced such a prodigy only proves that my Li family is indeed destined by Heaven!"

After a brief moment of thought, Li Changqing waved his hand and said.

He understood Chen Tiexin's personality. This man looked rough and burly, but he was actually very meticulous. Otherwise, he could not have become a master craftsman. However, meticulous people all have a flaw: they like to overthink.

If you don't interrupt the other person at this point, depending on their personality, they can stand at the door and imagine things for a long time.

"That doesn't make sense!"

“I, Chen Tiexin, have always done good deeds and treated people kindly. How come all my descendants are ugly and deformed, and I can’t find anyone who can inherit my skills? On the contrary, you, big cat, are ruthless and vicious, committing murder and arson. Yet, a hero has emerged from your family…”

"Heaven is truly unjust!"

Chen Tiexin spoke with deep sorrow and indignation.

"Alright, alright, if Heaven truly has its way, why would humans need to use fire to overthrow it?!"

"The way of Heaven is perfect because of its impermanence, and the way of humanity is flawed, which is why the world is constantly changing. It is precisely because everything is uncertain that this world is meaningful."

"These abstract concepts are pointless to discuss further."

"Hurry up, while there's still plenty of time, open the furnace and forge a sword for my family's outstanding man."

"With today's high-tech equipment and your skills, we can start the furnace now and finish the work by nightfall. Let's not waste any more time."

Li Changqing interrupted Chen Tiexin's spellcasting once again.

"Ugh!"

"Actually, I don't want to talk to you. You're such a bad person..."

"Never mind, before I die, to be able to forge one more weapon for the young hero is perhaps preordained, a continuation of the legacy, a torch passed down from generation to generation..."

Chen Tiexin waved his hand. Perhaps when a person is about to die, their mind and spirit become more acute. In the darkness, he sensed something, and his memory flashed back to when he was in his twenties, when he was working alone in the blacksmith shop, taking charge of a furnace and becoming a craftsman from an apprentice.

That day, a young man dressed plainly but with bright eyes came to him to forge a sword. He said something about how a sword is an instrument of education, and a scholar with a sword can pacify the land. He said he would no longer be a scholar...

(End of this chapter)