From slave trader to the Immortal Lord of Ten Thousand Laws

"Oh?"

Upon hearing Qin Lie's question about whether he wanted women, or specifically the women in the manor, Xu Qingyue blinked her beautiful eyes and inquired:

"Qin Lie, how old are you?"

"eighteen."

"Um?"

Xu Qingyue frowned slightly and questioned, "Eighteen? But the Imperial Censor said you're only fifteen?"

Qin Lie smiled and said, "I'm not talking about age."

"What did you mean...?" Xu Qingyue was stunned and looked at Jiang She with a puzzled expression.

"Cough cough..."

Jiang She coughed lightly a few times, but did not reply.

Qin Lie smiled, turned to look at Chen Kun who was still dumbfounded, and clasped his hands in a salute:

"Instructor Chen... Instructor Chen?"

"Um?"

There was no response to the first call. After calling several times, Chen Kun finally came to his senses in a daze:

"Ah, ah, w...what is it?"

Qin Lie cupped his hands in a respectful gesture: "I wonder if what Instructor Chen said earlier still stands?"

As mentioned earlier...

Chen Kun was taken aback for a moment before realizing he was referring to the closed-door disciple. He immediately raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice:

"A promise is a promise, and what I say goes. So don't worry, we can discuss this matter later."

As he spoke, he faced the screen, bowed, and clasped his hands in a salute.

He kept his head down, not daring to look at the beauty behind the screen, only seeing a pair of embroidered shoes covering her slender feet.

These words returned to Xu Qingyue's lips.

She spoke softly:

"Qin Lie, I know your wish, but in the end, the woman must be consulted regarding matters of marriage."

"As for whether Xu Rong is willing, that depends entirely on her own wishes. If she agrees, I will certainly make the decision for the two of you and make this a happy occasion. But if she is not willing..."

"My family can't force them to agree."

"Yes." Upon hearing this, Qin Lie showed no displeasure. Instead, his gaze was calm, and he feigned composure, saying, "What you say is quite right, Miss. Forced relationships are never sweet. Qin Lie knows that."

Xu Qingyue continued:

"Considering that you have been working hard in your martial arts practice lately, I hereby grant you a day off. Go back and rest well."

"Yes."

Qin Lie clasped his hands in thanks and said, "Thank you, Miss."

After saying that, he kept bothering Chen Kun with a few more questions. Chen Kun was so annoyed that he had no choice but to hastily lead him back to the escort agency.

Seeing this, Jiang She also took his leave.

"stop!"

Xu Qingyue called out to him.

Jiang She turned around.

"Miss, is there anything else you require?"

"No, nothing more."

"Then I shall take my leave."

"stop!"

"Um?"

"Take the chicken soup away..."

Xu Qingyue blushed.

As she spoke, she handed over a red food box with both hands, then turned her head away, not daring to look at Jiang She.

Jiang She was taken aback.

turn out to be....

Another one who wants to play PUBG...

Faced with the woman's kindness, Jiang She couldn't bear to refuse, so he accepted the food box with both hands and immediately started drinking.

"How does it taste?"

Xu Qingyue secretly glanced at him.

"Hmm, it tastes delicious, very good."

Jiang She praised it as he drank.

Actually, if you add too much salt, it will be very salty and taste terrible.

"Did you make this chicken soup, Miss?"

He asked it casually.

Unexpectedly, Xu Qingyue reacted very strongly:

"Hmph! What are you thinking? I'm not going to specially learn how to make chicken soup for you!"

Xu Qingyue slightly raised her chin and turned her head away with a haughty air.

Jiang She looked at the woman's snow-white neck, sealed his sense of taste with his magic, and kept drinking the chicken soup without saying a word.

He wolfed down his food, wanting nothing more than to finish as soon as possible.

But Xu Qingyue saw him taking one sip after another and thought the chicken soup must be delicious.

A surge of joy welled up in his heart, and he said softly:

"Why are you eating so fast? Is this chicken soup really that delicious?"

"Mmm, delicious..."

"Then I'll have the servants stew it for you again tomorrow."

"Uh... this..."

Jiang She's lips twitched, unsure of what to say.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the young lady was finally satisfied. She let go of the man, who was covered in sweat, and walked out the door, leaning against the wall.

Before we had gone far, we could hear the noisy voices of people in the wind.

"Tch! Have you heard? That poor kid Qin Lie has been taken as a disciple by Thunderbolt Hand Chen Kun!"

"Ah! That's right, he's still a closed-door disciple!"

"I'm so envious."

"Who says otherwise..."

Everyone chimed in, each offering their own opinion.

Jiang She walked on, step by step.

Suddenly, a glance around the corner revealed a young man dressed in white and carrying a sword.

Li Nian?

What is he doing standing here?

Jiang She was taken aback.

Then he understood.

Li Nian's face was ashen, and he was gritting his teeth as he gripped the hilt of his sword, his knuckles turning white, and the veins on his arms bulging.

"On what grounds?"

"Why is it that he's the one who mastered the boxing manual?"

"Why not me? Why not me!"

Li Nian roared inwardly, his mind uncontrollably recalling the scene of Chen Kun distributing the precious medicine.

Clearly... clearly I got two doses of the precious medicine, while Qin Lie only got one. How come he succeeded in refining it, but I couldn't? Why? Why is this happening?!

Li Nian's eyes were filled with hatred, almost spitting fire.

Jealousy, like the most potent poison, corroded his internal organs, while resentment grew wildly in his heart like weeds.

He could almost see Qin Lie's face, which must be full of smugness at this moment, and he could almost see Chen Kun, the Thunderbolt Hand, patting Qin Lie on the shoulder and praising him as a promising young man.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, Li Nian slammed his fist into the cold pillar beside him, cracking the surface like a spider web.

He is not satisfied.

He absolutely refused to accept this!

Why? Why should everything I've painstakingly planned and worked so hard for be so easily taken away by a kid who suddenly appeared? Why did I make no progress even after taking two doses of precious medicine, while this kid succeeded with just one dose?

Why? Why?!

Li Nian roared inwardly, "This matter... absolutely cannot be left like this..."

As he was pondering, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

"Who?!"

Li Nian suddenly turned around.

But there stood a middle-aged man with a stern face, dressed in a brown short-sleeved shirt with the chest open, revealing his muscular physique. He wore matching linen trousers with the legs tucked into black boots, which stomped on the ground with a thunderous sound as he walked.

"Father!"

Li Nian clasped his hands in a salute and then quickly lowered his head.

This middle-aged man was his father, Li Wengu.

He had just heard the commotion in the courtyard and saw his beloved son venting his anger by punching a pillar alone, so he quietly came over.

"Why are you sulking here, Nian'er?"

"But you're not convinced?"

"That's true." Li Nian clasped his hands in a fist salute again.

Li Wengu smiled and asked, "Is it because Qin Lie was taken in as Chen Kun's last disciple?"

When Li Nian's father saw through his thoughts, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, which was considered an admission of the matter.

Li Wengu glanced at him, raised his hand and gently stroked the cracked pillar surface caused by Li Nian's smash, feeling the wood's texture and roughness with his fingertips, and said calmly:

"When I was young, I was just like you. When things didn't go my way, I felt like the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing. I wished I could remove all the thorns in my side. I could never get rid of this habit, and I still am now that I'm older."

He paused slightly, his gaze fixed intently on Li Nian's face, and said in a deep voice:

"This is the nature of the Li family. As your father, I won't say anything to you, but you must remember that any thorn in your side, any obstacle in your flesh... must be carefully removed and completely eliminated!"

"The only person I haven't completely rid myself of in my life is that Jiang family brat, whose life I spared..."

"Even months ago, it wouldn't have saved his life."