Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five.

Chapter 173 Another Encounter with the "Elegant Landscape" (Second Update)

"???"

Upon hearing Feng Baobao's words, Qiu Rang frowned.

"Who the hell taught you this? It's so shameless!"

"Not Dad...it's the fourth son."

"Stop right there! Give me back my Ruyi!"

"Chase me!"

The two continued fighting and chasing each other until they eventually returned to the village.

At this moment, the arsonist Feng Baobao noticed Zhou Fengliu and said to him, "Little Zhou, what's wrong? Quickly stop him... I'm going to set fires somewhere else."

"..."

Feng Baobao spoke with a straight face about spending her life in jail, which made Zhou Fengliu silently swallow.

"Sister Bao'er...that's good enough."

"Have it."

Feng Baobao strode up to the roof and ran away in a flash, leaving Qiu Rang, the unlucky boy whose Ruyi had been stolen, panting and leaning against the wall.

He glanced around and saw that Feng Baobao's arson had woken many villagers from their sleep, and they all got up to put out the fire.

"Master Qiu Rang? What happened? Why is the village on fire?"

"Master, are you okay?"

"I'm fine! Get everyone awake to put out the fire." Qiu Rang gave a few instructions to the villagers of Biyou Village, and then noticed Zhou Fengliu walking towards him.

"..."

At this moment, Qiu Rang panicked.

He knew he was no match for Zhou Fengliu... and he didn't want to experience what it felt like to have the God of War's attack hit his face.

As Zhou Fengliu approached, he could only silently shift his gaze, trying his best not to meet Zhou Fengliu's eyes.

"?"

What does this mean?

Seeing that Qiu Rang was ignoring him, Zhou Fengliu was a little confused.

Can't you see me?

As Zhou Fengliu passed by Qiu Rang, Qiu Rang silently turned to the corner, looking as if to say, "If I don't see Zhou Fengliu, he won't hit me."

He only breathed a sigh of relief after Zhou Fengliu had walked a little further away.

Damn it...

Grandpa is so clever!

Hey.

Qiu Rang couldn't help but praise himself for his cleverness.

Before he could even feel a moment of smug satisfaction, he saw Zhou Fengliu return, forcing him to lower his head again and pretend not to see him.

"Qiu Rang?"

Zhou Fengliu called out to Qiu Rang.

Despite hearing the sound, Qiu Rang remained oblivious.

"Who's speaking? How strange..."

Knowing that he shouldn't stay here any longer, Qiu Rang scratched his head, looking puzzled, and then jogged away past Zhou Fengliu.

He had barely taken two steps when he felt two blades of energy grazed past him. The sudden attack and the extreme force of the attack made him break out in a cold sweat.

"Can't you hear me when I'm talking to you?"

Hearing Zhou Fengliu's question from behind, Qiu Rang's face showed a pained expression.

He suspected that Zhou Fengliu was making things difficult for Qiu Rang!

He has evidence!

He'd already given in so easily, and yet he still got tortured by Zhou Fengliu...

What else could this be but making things difficult for others?

"I, Chou Rang, do not wish to be your enemy! You are the leader's guest, do not force me. If you insist on forcing me... then I will have no choice but to... run away!"

Qiu Rang turned around and looked at Zhou Fengliu, speaking with a firm tone.

After saying that, he ran off at an incredible speed, as if he were carrying a train. Perhaps he was too fast, because he had already disappeared, but the shout of "Run!" still echoed around him.

It's clear that Qiu Rang's potential has been unleashed to a great extent, and his speed is more than twice as fast as when he was chasing Feng Baobao.

Say the toughest words, do the most cowardly things.

This is not an escape! It's a strategic retreat!

Qiu Rang stated that he is indeed a follower of Ma Xianhong, but he is not an idiot. To protect Biyou Village, he must first pick on the weak and then join forces with everyone to kick the tough nuts.

...

Is this what they mean by "discretion is the better part of valor"?

Facing Qiu Rang, who had already disappeared into the night, Zhou Fengliu felt the meaning of those words deeply for the first time.

real!

So true.

Is he recklessly provoking someone he can't beat?

impossible!

You need to be fully aware of your own capabilities!

This is truly a wise person!

...

at the same time.

Having just overcome his inner demons, Zhuge Qing felt that his inner world had finally become peaceful.

He inherited the Zhuge family's legacy and mastered the unique skill of burning the very essence of all things in the world—the Samadhi True Fire.

Now, he has no desire for the Eight Extraordinary Techniques... these kinds of chaotic arts.

His Zhuge family's unique skills... are no less than any of the Eight Extraordinary Skills.

"It was really a lucky pass."

Zhuge Qing scratched his hair, which he hadn't washed in days, and sighed to himself.

Speaking of his lucky breakthrough overcoming his inner demons... he has to thank Zhou Fengliu for his help.

If Zhou Fengliu hadn't slapped him twice to wake him up and give him a chance to face himself again, he would probably still be immersed in his inner demons.

As Zhou Fengliu once said, the Eight Extraordinary Techniques are not important; what matters is his own skill...

"very hungry..."

After Zhuge Qing sighed, he realized his body needed food. Just as he was about to get something to eat, he smelled a burnt smell.

"?"

"What's on fire?"

Zhuge Qing pushed open the door, still full of questions.

As far as the eye could see, flames illuminated the night sky, and houses near and far were burning. Thick black smoke polluted the air, making it somewhat murky. Even a single breath could cause discomfort in the lungs.

"Fight the fire!"

"Where's the water?"

"Get up, everyone! Stop sleeping!"

The occasional shouts from afar only made Zhuge Qing more confused about the current situation.

"What... happened?"

Zhuge Qing walked outside, trying to figure out what had happened. Before he had gone far, he saw a familiar figure appear in the distance.

The figure seemed to have noticed him as well; the two looked at each other and recognized one another.

"Old Zhou..."

Before Zhuge Qing could even utter his greeting, a figure appeared in front of him like a ghost with a "whoosh," and then slapped him across the face without hesitation.

In an instant, the picturesque scene of "Elegant Mountains and Green Waters" unfolded before my eyes once again.

In just one glance, he began to spin wildly in mid-air like a small top.