Peace Order-Chapter 833 - 104 Gifts, Jiangnan, Trend, Martial World Sword Madman Drinking Together_4

Chapter 833: Chapter 104 Gifts, Jiangnan, Trend, Martial World Sword Madman Drinking Together_4

Li Guanyi recounted the events of today, Wen He smacked his lips, suddenly feigning exaggeration, and repeatedly clasped his hands, saying: "Lord, oh Lord, Qingyu previously did not recognize the true face of Mount Lu and dared to speak recklessly to the Lord, what a sin, what a sin!"

Li Guanyi was confused and asked the gentleman what was the matter.

On Wen He’s plain face was a playful delight: "Previously, I said the Lord lacked the skill to retrieve the gold and silver from the ladies’ jewelry boxes, but now look, I was the one being narrow-minded."

"This freeloading from your wife, I can’t even begin to compete!"

"I’m impressed, truly impressed!"

Feng Xiao choked on his drink and coughed endlessly.

Wen He laughed heartily.

Li Guanyi was both amused and helpless, Wen Lingjun said:

"These things, only in our hands can they be fully utilized. Without our plans, without the great change in the world, they are difficult to implement. But the fact that Princess Yun Meng can manage such is what allows us to undertake a larger scheme."

"It’s like fish and water complement each other, Lord."

"We must offer good thanks."

Li Guanyi’s expression was gentle: "Hmm."

"I understand."

......

Meanwhile, at the Xue Family, after Chen Qingyan returned, he learned about today’s events and said indifferently: "Met Guanyi, but didn’t stay for a meal and just let him go?"

"This place is indeed quite cold."

Old man Chen Chengbi was also here, yet he had no time to return. Recently, he’s been quite joyful; although he hasn’t battled with Sword Madman, the Martial Artists in Central State City are increasing daily, and he seeks out fights and revelry with them, living life to the fullest.

Chen Qingyan looked at this disciple of his, and said coolly: "Guanyi probably asked you not to continue maintaining the Changfeng Building, right?"

Xue Shuangtao said: "Teacher really understands him."

"However, I refused."

Chen Qingyan said: "Are you certain? There is a woman beside him."

Xue Shuangtao softly replied: "Hmm, it’s just a pity that if I hadn’t been responsible for Changfeng Building, I would have immediately agreed to go there. If I hadn’t seen those scrolls, it would be better."

"I wish I were just a simple-minded aristocratic Miss; seeing the records on those scrolls would merely bring tears, and then indulging in seasonal sorrow would be best!"

"It’s just regrettable that I am not that simple."

She seriously said:

"I also have my own desires, Teacher, the plums of Southern Country bloom during the coldest winter days too, and as for him and me, Teacher, the question you asked me before regarding my relationship with him and the matter of Little Shitou."

"I’ve figured it out."

The young lady took a deep breath, looking at Chen Qingyan: "I’m not a very talented woman; martial arts, talent, everything is ordinary, but I have my differences, my heart is resilient."

"Feelings of people in the world come and go; I’ve thought for a long time, in this world of amorous men and women, all seek one heart and mind, yet they are entangled because of love. Xue Shuangtao is not like them; I seek more, and deeper, but for four words."

The Miss from the Xue Family replied:

"Like-mindedness."

"Xue Shuangtao hopes that the start of Li Guanyi’s story is me."

"When Li Guanyi’s story ends, it’s still me!"

"That, would be good."

......

Li Guanyi returned, thinking about the Xue Family heirloom given to him by Elder Xue’s eldest daughter and her husband in Ying Country; today, he suddenly encountered something, and didn’t bring it with him. Next time, he must deliver it to the Miss.

Li Guanyi thought about his previous conversation with Xue Shuangtao, mentioning she wanted a wooden hairpin, so he looked for a good piece of wood, intending to use the Chi Xiao Sword to craft a hairpin, but upon finally finding the wood and returning, he saw Murong Longtu sitting alone.

Night had fallen, with flickering candlelight glowing; the old man in his green robe was drinking alone, quite contentedly.

On the table beside him lay a book, upon seeing Li Guanyi return, Murong Longtu smiled and invited him over, to drink together, and they chatted and laughed, as with every evening during this period, like an old grandfather and grandson seen commonly everywhere in the world.

The old man took a sip of wine, savoring its flavor, letting the aroma of the wine permeate and disperse, and in a typical understated tone, he spoke warmly:

"The time is near."

"I should keep my appointment."

Li Guanyi’s body momentarily froze, his hand slightly trembling while carving the wooden hairpin.

He looked up at Murong Longtu.

For the students yearning to enter Jiangnan, for the plans and strategies of Wen Lingjun, Wen He, and Feng Xiao, entrusted by Ji Zichang, and reunited with Xue Shuangtao, the discussions of Master Wang Tong, these events passed one after the other, yet they couldn’t slow time even a tiny bit.

The sword invites all in the Martial World!

At this moment of reflection.

Time neither rushes nor lags, passing like a white colt glimpsed fleetingly through a crack.

In a moment, nonetheless.

The day Sword Madman Murong Longtu confronts the Martial World has arrived.

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