Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

"Not charging admission is my way of apologizing to you, young friend."

Master Huang grinned and said to Jingming.

Whether it's Jingming's talent or the fact that he's backed by the Sanyi Sect, he has that kind of prestige.

"I'll definitely come over when I have time."

Upon hearing Master Huang's words, Jingming bowed slightly and spoke with a light laugh.

"It's getting late, see you tomorrow."

Seeing that Jingming did not refuse, Master Huang's lips curled up slightly, and he cupped his hands in greeting.

"Then we shall take our leave."

Upon hearing Master Huang's words, Li's father also bowed to express his intention to leave.

"See you tomorrow."

Master Huang responded.

At Li's father's signal, two servants quickly entered from outside, carrying a stretcher.

It seems that Mr. Li had prepared for the worst when he came.

"This time, I really have to thank my dear nephew."

On the way back, Li's father once again expressed his gratitude to Jingming.

"Uncle, you're too kind. Given my relationship with Gou Dan, there's no need for such formalities."

Jingming, carrying a lantern, shook his head at Li's father and said.

"No wonder even the Left Gate Master praised him so highly."

"He truly has the air of the Great Ying Immortal."

Looking at Jingming, who remained calm throughout, Li's father couldn't help but boast.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 11 The Crouching Dragon Li Muxuan, the Young Phoenix Xia Liuqing

"It's all thanks to my father's excellent teaching, plus the books that my teacher recommended to me."

Jingming smiled and glanced at Li Muxuan, who was lying on the stretcher and secretly watching him.

Even a child is better than Li Muxuan in terms of character.

Hopefully, this incident will teach Li Gou Dan a lesson.

"Uncle, you should take Gou Dan to the clinic to get checked out first."

Jingming glanced at Li Muxuan, then spoke to Li's father, offering his suggestion.

"Then I'll go to your house to thank you again tomorrow."

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Li's father nodded, gave a few words of advice to the two servants on either side, and then carried the lantern toward the town doctor's residence.

As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, and Li Muxuan broke two ribs this time.

Although he could invite the San Yi Sect based on his relationship with them, it would take time.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back!"

Watching the Li family father and son leave in a hurry, Jingming shook his head slightly, and then walked towards his own home on the other side.

"The hot water is ready. Xiao Cui has gone to fetch some hot water for the young master to wash up."

The lights came on in the room, and then Zhao's mother's voice came from inside.

Xiao Cui, twelve years old, is the personal maid that Zhao's father found for Jingming.

Jingming accepted this arrangement, partly because it would allow him to take care of his daily life, and partly because it would give Xiaocui a way to make a living.

At least I'm not a spoiled brat, and I won't do anything shady, right?

"Dad, today Li Gou Dan caused trouble in the opera troupe and got beaten up by a bald kid in the troupe."

"Uncle Li should come to thank us tomorrow."

As Jingming passed by his parents' room, he called out to them.

"Okay, we get it."

Zhao's father's voice rang out, then the lights went out, and rustling sounds came from inside.

Tsk, poor dad, you've really suffered.

Hearing the voice coming from inside, Jingming shook his head slightly.

He understands the couple's desire to have a child of their own.

"Xiao Cui, just leave the hot water here, I'll go pour it myself later."

"You go and rest first."

Jingming then began to wash up.

"Young Master, let me do it. You must be exhausted from going out with the Li family devil today."

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Xiaocui, who was standing to the side, shook her head and said...

She had heard what Jingming said earlier.

Everyone in this small town knows the third son of the Li family. Don't let his young age fool you; he's like a little devil.

Every time she chatted with the servants of the Li family, she was glad that she had been sold into the Zhao family instead of the Li family.

Thinking of this, Xiao Cui couldn't help but glance at Jingming, who was handsome and dashing like a golden boy.

She was his personal maid!

Even if the young master marries the young mistress in the future, she will still be someone by the young master's side.

"Alright, go and rest after you pour out the foot bath water."

Jingming nodded, and then poured the water from the washbasin into the foot bath.

"Now you know there are always people more capable than you, right?"

Inside the theater troupe after the curtain fell, Master Huang sat in a chair and looked at Xia Liuqing, who was standing in front of him with her head down, and said...

"Ah."

Hearing her master's admonitory words, Xia Liuqing simply responded with a muffled sound.

"What, you're still not convinced?"

"When they were competing against you, they were still holding someone in their arms."

Seeing his apprentice's indignant expression, Master Huang struck a match, lit his pipe, and glanced at Xia Liuqing as he spoke.

"That's where he hides."

"If you really fight me with swords and spears, I won't lose!"

Upon hearing her master's words, Xia Liuqing suddenly raised her head and shouted defiantly.

The noise was so loud that many heads popped out from next door.

"hehe."

"Want to fight you with real swords and spears?"

"What about the last few?"

"They could wipe you out with a single slap."

Master Huang exhaled a puff of smoke and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"That was due to my carelessness!"

"He attacked from behind!"

Xia Liuqing said dismissively.

"Hehe, I remember you were the one who made the first move, weren't you?"

"If you gain the upper hand but still can't win, then you blame it on a sneak attack?"

"Hehe, Young Master Xia, you have quite the temper!"

Master Huang looked at his precious disciple and said with a cold laugh.

"Humph!"

Hearing her master's words, Xia Liuqing puffed out her cheeks and snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Don't you also look down on Sanyimen, saying that Sanyimen are people who seek fame and fortune?"

"What I said is none of your business."

"If you want to say something, you have to beat others first."

Master Huang withdrew his gaze and continued his work of puffing on his cigarette.