4: Helping a servant break off an engagement

“That certainly sounds good,” Li Changfeng nodded. “But I think you’re doing this to save his life, aren’t you? As for the Heaven Spring Water, I’m afraid you made that up!”

Nan Qingyue’s heart trembled, and she gasped.

When did he know all that?

He could even guess that?

“Master, that’s not… it,” Nan Qingyue was about to explain.

“Alright, I understand.” Li Changfeng’s lips curled into a smile as he stared at Shen Qiu and asked, “Do you have money?”

“Huh?” Shen Qiu was stunned.

“You, the second young master of the Nanli Shen Family, should have a few million taels of silver, right?” Li Changfeng’s lips curled. “I don’t need much, three million taels of silver. It’s not a loss to buy your life, is it?”

In this era, not having money wouldn’t do.

Which spiritual pill, spiritual treasure, or spiritual artifact didn’t cost money?

He couldn’t possibly take Nan Qingyue as his disciple later and give her a broken stick, telling her it was a spiritual treasure, could he?

She wouldn’t believe him then!

If the resources he gave her were even less than what the Divine Sword Sect provided, what kind of master would he be?

The main goal right now was still to acquire money and resources!

Shen Qiu’s face flushed, showing an awkward expression. “But… I don’t… have money.”

“No money?” Li Changfeng was incredulous. “Spiritual treasures, spiritual medicines, or spiritual artifacts will do too.”

Shen Qiu remained silent.

“Master, the Nanli Shen Family has very strict rules. Any expenditure of silver requires approval from three people. As for spiritual treasures… a concubine’s son… he wouldn’t have a share,” Nan Qingyue leaned closer and whispered.

Li Changfeng’s expression darkened. He paced back and forth.

“No money, no spiritual treasures, yet you want to live. What do you say we do?” Li Changfeng stared at Nan Qingyue and asked.

“Young Master! The masters of the Divine Sword Sect are very good to me. My master has spiritual treasures! How about I return to the sect, retrieve them, and hand them over to you!” Shen Qiu’s eyes lit up with a spark of hope.

Li Changfeng’s lips curled!

That’s right, I don’t have any, but the Divine Sword Sect does!

If I can’t get something, then I’ll just take it!

“You think I’m easily fooled? If I let you return to the Divine Sword Sect, wouldn’t it be like a meat bun thrown to a dog? Take off all your clothes, I need to inspect you.” Li Changfeng’s eyes brightened.

Even if this kid was a concubine’s son of the Shen Family, he should have a few spiritual treasures, right?

I refuse to believe this kid has absolutely nothing!

Strip him!

“Young Master! Young Master! Exposing one’s body in broad daylight is improper, improper!” Shen Qiu’s pupils contracted, and he quickly retreated several steps.

“Just take them off when I tell you to!” Li Changfeng didn’t waste words and directly reached out. “Seriously, there’s nothing?!”

The dignified second young master of the Nanli Shen Family is actually a pauper?

Damn, who would believe that if I told them?

Nan Qingyue’s face turned crimson, and she quickly covered her eyes.

“Young Master, I’m not lying, I really don’t have anything… Please, Young Master, let me return to the sect to retrieve the spiritual treasures and bring them back,” Shen Qiu continued. “A man of his word, please rest assured, Young Master, I will definitely return.”

“Leave your long spear, and you can go.” Li Changfeng had a calm expression.

He couldn’t possibly have absolutely nothing, could he?

Letting him get a free pass on his life, I’d be at a bit of a loss.

“But Young Master… this spear is my companion…” Shen Qiu frowned, looking somewhat troubled.

“You lost, so your weapon must be left behind! If you want to take it back, you can, as long as you defeat me, it will be yours.” Li Changfeng held his head high.

Upon hearing this, the light that had just appeared in Shen Qiu’s eyes instantly dimmed.

An immortal who can control everything… can I win against him?

But that spear is the most important thing!

“You idiot, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and get back to the Divine Sword Sect to bring back the spiritual treasures and spiritual artifacts!” Nan Qingyue deliberately put on a scolding act.

“Yes, yes, Senior Sister, I understand.” Shen Qiu quickly turned around and headed straight up the mountain.

“Kid, listen closely. I’ll give you one hour. If you don’t come back, I’ll go to the Divine Sword Sect and chop off your master’s head to use as a chamber pot!” Li Changfeng declared loudly.

“Rest assured, Young Master, I will definitely return.” Shen Qiu had already left a hundred meters away.

Li Changfeng watched Shen Qiu’s retreating figure, a cold smile curling on his lips.

I truly hope you don’t come back.

That way, I’ll have a reason to storm the Divine Sword Sect.

Then… I’ll loot… it’ll be amazing!

Even if I don’t have anything, I can just take it!

“Thank you, benefactor. If there’s a next life, this little girl will surely repay you.” Nan Qingyue kowtowed, then immediately stood up and smiled at Li Changfeng.

“Don’t bother with the next life, I think this life is pretty good.” Li Changfeng narrowed his eyes, revealing a wicked smile. “Tonight… old man pushing a cart?”

But when Li Changfeng opened his eyes, Nan Qingyue was long gone.

Only a sweet, charming cry echoed through the valley, “Little brother… until… we… meet again!”

“This girl is a liar! A liar!” Li Changfeng stood rooted to the spot, only then realizing, “Master said not to trust women, especially beautiful women! It’s true after all!”

Li Changfeng sat cross-legged on the ground, a calm expression on his face. Even if he gave her an hour, she couldn’t get out!

“The disciple I’m going to take can’t run away!” Li Changfeng’s lips curled.

As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Qingyue was pulled back by a powerful suction force, appearing in an instant.

Nan Qingyue’s pupils contracted sharply, and she gasped. “What’s happening? How did I come back?!”

“Run? Where can you run to?” Li Changfeng’s lips curled, and he slowly stood up. “Didn’t you want to repay my kindness? Why are you running?”

“Master, don’t misunderstand, I wasn’t trying to run, I wasn’t trying to run!” Nan Qingyue swallowed hard.

Is this even human?

I was clearly almost out of the Divine Sword Sect’s range.

How was I pulled back again?

“I’ll deal with you after I take care of business. Let’s go, follow me to the Divine Sword Sect.” Li Changfeng reached out and gently hooked Nan Qingyue’s chin.

Nan Qingyue froze, her face filled with terror.

“What?!”

“The Divine Sword Sect?!”

“Master, please let me go, I’m not going, I don’t want to marry that poker-faced Shen Family guy!”

“How about I sleep with you? How about it?”

Li Changfeng had a serious expression, completely ignoring her, and pulled Nan Qingyue straight towards the Divine Sword Sect.

“Master, I’m not going!” Nan Qingyue struggled continuously, gradually losing strength.

Up the mountain path.

Li Changfeng carried Nan Qingyue to the entrance of the Divine Sword Sect.

“Master, can we not go?” Nan Qingyue put on a pitiful act.

“No.” Li Changfeng turned his head and glanced at Nan Qingyue. “I advise you not to have any other ideas, you can’t escape.”

As long as she was in his domain, she couldn’t escape!

Nan Qingyue despaired…

Divine Sword Sect, mountain gate.

Divine Sword Sect disciple Wang Jianlin had a serious expression, holding a wooden stick and vigilantly looking around.

“Senior Sister? You’re back!” Wang Jianlin naturally recognized Nan Qingyue, and he spoke with a Bashu accent.

Who is this person?

Why is he with Senior Sister Nan Qingyue?