The strongest warrior of the Great Qian Dynasty

"Of course, it's a sword that can defeat you!"

The words of the Third Miss Xiao Ruoli resounded throughout Shuiyun Pavilion like a thunderclap.

In an instant.

The four burly men behind him, as tall as iron towers, also revealed naked malice towards Li Qingshan, as if they would draw their swords and fight to the death at any moment.

"I don't know why the Third Miss is so hostile towards me. I, Li Qingshan, believe that I have done my utmost and held nothing back for the Third Miss and for the Marquis's mansion."

Li Qingshan was not intimidated by this scene and asked while drinking tea.

Suddenly, the atmosphere of the entire Shuiyun Pavilion became strange.

On one side were the Third Miss's guards, their swords drawn, and on the other side was Wu Ziming, trembling with fear, holding a teapot in his hands as he served her.

At the very heart of the scene was Li Qingshan, who sat upright with a smile on his face.

Xiao Ruoli's brows twitched slightly, and she instantly made up her mind about Wang Biao's death.

"Li Qingshan is definitely involved in Wang Biao's death. If he hadn't killed Wang Biao, Wang Biao would have died at the hands of someone he knew very well!"

Otherwise, he would never have such composure. He's just a lowly servant; where would he get the audacity to defy me?

With that thought in mind, Xiao Ruoli raised a finger and shouted in a condescending tone.

"Li Qingshan, I know that Wang Biao died because of you. You don't need to hide what you've done. In this Marquis's mansion, every word and action of mine is an imperial edict. If I want you to die, you will surely die."

However, I don't need you to die. I want you to show me your true strength and become my loyal servant!

Before Xiao Ruoli could even feel joy, she sensed the atmosphere in the room gradually becoming oppressive.

Li Qingshan, who should have been an extremely obedient servant in front of her, was now exuding a terrifying aura, like a ferocious beast poised to strike.

"How is that possible? This guy is just a servant who has been exposed to some martial arts. Why does he have such an aura?"

Why do I get the feeling he's a warrior who crawled out of a sea of ​​blood and mountains of corpses? He might even have fought in countless battles!

Xiao Ruoli's martial arts intuition sent a shiver down her spine, leaving her deeply shaken.

She never expected that Li Qingshan, who should have been kneeling and prostrating himself, would have such a strong reaction at this moment.

A servant?

Li Qingshan never considered himself a slave in any way.

He wanted to be the master of the Changning Marquis's mansion. As for the so-called young ladies and wives, in his eyes they were nothing more than people like himself.

Even if the current emperor of the Great Qin Empire appeared before him, Li Qingshan would not give him a second glance.

However, this time Xiao Ruoli has crossed Li Qingshan's bottom line.

hum!

The four guards immediately drew their swords from their waists and glared angrily at Li Qingshan.

It seemed that in their eyes, the conditions offered by Xiao Ruoli were the most generous reward in the world, and Li Qingshan could not refuse them, much less refuse them.

If you refuse, you'll die!

Just at this critical moment, a young woman dressed in a green robe with a dignified expression slowly walked out of the door.

The imposing presence in his tone far surpassed that of the Third Miss Xiao Ruoli.

"Stop it, all of you!"

Ninth Madam Liu Ruyan looked at Third Miss Xiao Ruoli, a hint of anger flashing in her peach blossom eyes.

But when she looked at Li Qingshan, a hint of resentment flashed in her eyes, as if she were blaming this nemesis for not coming to find her.

"Greetings, Ninth Madam."

Xiao Ruoli, who was just about to make a move, saw Liu Ruyan appear, and then gave her a curt bow and said something.

Even though Xiao Ruoli usually looked down on her "Ninth Mother," she still had to enforce family rules at this moment.

In this era, the words of parents still carry extraordinary weight, and are not something that ordinary people can resist.

If she dares to disrespect etiquette today, even though she is the third young lady of the Marquis of Changning's mansion, she will be impeached by others, and then she will be in big trouble.

"I have important matters to discuss with Li Qingshan. You should leave now."

Liu Ruyan waved her hand and said calmly, as if the tense scene she had just witnessed had never existed.

"Alright, then we'll do as Madam Jiu says."

Xiao Ruoli was not angry. She gave Li Qingshan a deep look, as if she wanted to see all his secrets.

Then, surprisingly, he obediently left Shuiyun Pavilion with four guards.

"In this place, seniority truly trumps everything..."

Seeing this scene, Li Qingshan's eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both emotion and reflection).

If this were in my past life, the conflict between myself and others would have been a fight to the death, and I would never have let it go with a few words from others.

However, why did Ninth Madam Liu Ruyan come to find me?

Did the other party know that he had killed Zhang Biao?

So how should the other party deal with themselves?

As for his affectionate gaze a few days ago, it was merely a matter of seizing the right opportunity and letting his thoughts wander.

Li Qingshan took a deep breath, calming his agitated mood.

Whether it's a blessing or a curse, we'll find out soon.

Anyway, in this vast city of Lin'an, without being able to release his true energy, Li Qingshan was not afraid of anyone else.

Without waiting for Li Qingshan's reply, Liu Ruyan languidly sat down in a chair, resting her chin on her hand and gazing thoughtfully at Li Qingshan.

A hint of inquiry flickered in her peach blossom eyes as she gazed at Li Qingshan with a half-smile.

"Li Qingshan, Li Qingshan, you have given me a huge surprise."

I originally thought you just looked like the son of the Northern King, but I never expected your talent in cultivation to be almost the same as that of the son of the Northern King.

If I didn't know your strengths and weaknesses, I might really have thought you were the son of the Northern King.

Liu Ruyan's words were like a thunderclap, resounding directly in the not-so-small Shuiyun Pavilion.

Son of the Northern King!

This was the second time Li Qingshan had heard someone mention this identity.

However, he was a transmigrator, and the memories he inherited did not include the so-called son of the Northern King.

If one had to say something, it would be that this son of the Northern King is exceptionally talented, ranking among the top ten in the current Qin Dynasty.

To put it bluntly, even the royal family members in the entire Great Qian Dynasty might not be able to compare to this son of the Northern King.

The opponent began cultivating at the age of seven, broke through to the mid-stage of Inner Qi at the age of twelve, and broke through to the True Qi realm at the age of sixteen. He led twelve squads of light cavalry to invade the Northern Mang Huangting.

Seven days of bloody battle, tens of thousands of Northerners were slaughtered, shocking both gods and men!

Even the supreme emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty was utterly shocked upon hearing this news.

Subsequently, the relationship between the Northern King and the Emperor began to become increasingly delicate.

Anyone with discerning eyes could see that the emperor was beginning to grow wary of the Northern King.

If it weren't for the need for the Northern King to suppress the border, there probably wouldn't be a Northern King in this world, let alone a son of the Northern King.

"Heh, it seems you already know about the Northern King?"