From the fusion of Tongbei Quan to the Longevity Martial Saint

Fang Qing picked up the gift he had prepared for the Fang family of Huizhou from the ground yesterday.

Fang Qing specially wove a net out of straw rope to catch the turtle demon egg.

At least outwardly, he looks normal.

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Li Zaotou's residence, which was also his office, was located at the innermost part of the entire salt field.

From this location, the winter sea breeze doesn't reach.

In summer, there is a small stream behind it, and a forest next to it, nestled against the mountain and beside the water.

The environment is undeniably beautiful.

The entire Li Zao Tou government office was a three-section courtyard structure.

When Fang Qing and Yang Zhi entered Li Zaotou's residence.

Fang Qing saw that the entire courtyard was built of stone.

These blue stones were polished to a very smooth and flat finish.

It looks as if it was cut out piece by piece by some sharp tool.

After entering the courtyard, there is a corridor.

There are artificial hills and a pond on both sides of the corridor.

However, the fish raised in this pond are not koi.

Fang Qing peeked inside and saw a species resembling a piranha, with a black back and teeth in its mouth.

Upon hearing Fang Qing and Yang Zhi's footsteps, these piranha-like creatures leaped out of the water.

He looked like he was about to devour someone.

Startled, Yang Zhi quickened his pace and walked through the corridor surrounding the pond.

Walking into the second courtyard, you'll clearly find the accommodation area.

However, the most eye-catching thing in the entire second courtyard is a row of long clotheslines.

These clotheslines were hung with pink and red bellybands, as well as women's underpants.

However, the sheer number of these undergarments and blouses is truly astonishing.

There are dozens of them.

As if sensing Fang Qing's thoughts, Yang Zhi lowered his voice and said:

"Our saltworks are run by older families, many of whom have children of school age."

"For half of them, Li Zaotou would actually have to call his mother-in-law or father-in-law."

Fang Qing nodded upon hearing this, without stopping.

He had long heard that Li Zao Tou had abducted many women by virtue of his status.

Salt producers like them generally have no background, so even if they are bullied by Li Zaotou, they can only swallow their anger and suffer in silence.

Of course, there were also some who, like Li Laolai, voluntarily offered their daughters to Li Zaotou as concubines.

"Uncle Yang, you must be saying that only families with daughters are recognized as parents-in-law by Li Zaotou, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhi sighed.

"In fact, Li Zaotou was also a homosexual."

Fang Qing, who was walking in, suddenly stopped and looked in Yang Zhi's direction with some surprise.

Uncle Yang, why didn't you tell me this crucial information beforehand?

The two had reached the center of the courtyard. The next moment, Yang Zhi gestured with his mouth towards another clothesline.

Fang Qing followed Yang Zhi's gaze and his pupils immediately contracted.

At the end of the clothesline, there were five or six pairs of men's trousers hanging on the clothesline, swaying in the wind.

Fang Qing frowned, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes.

He has only reached the first level of Body Tempering Realm perfection.

I heard that Li Zaotou is at least a master of the second stage of Body Tempering.

The two were completely different, each at a different level.

Li Zaotou completely outclassed Fang Qing.

Just as Fang Qing was pondering how to respond, Yang Zhi spoke up:

"You don't need to worry about that."

"This old guy prefers the type with delicate skin and tender flesh."

"As for Fang Qing, what about you now?"

Looking at Fang Qing's current state, Yang Zhi felt a mix of emotions.

Over the past few days, he has been watching Fang Qing with his own eyes, just like the salt that gradually crystallizes from the iron pan in the boiling seaweed workshop.

Fang Qing's size visibly increased.

Fang Qing's arms, in particular, seem to grow a lot bigger every day.

His shoulders and back are as broad as a bear's.

Not to mention Fang Qing's height.

Now, Yang Zhi can only look up at Fang Qing when he stands in front of her.

"This kid is growing way too fast! No wonder he eats so much every day!"

"A half-grown boy can eat his father out of house and home; the ancients were right!"

Hearing Yang Zhi's explanation, Fang Qing finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.

As you walk further in, the space suddenly opens up.

A burly man with a dark complexion was sitting behind a solid wooden table.

A charcoal-fired copper hot pot sits on the table.

A ring of plates was placed around the hot pot.

It contained beef, mutton, and various seafood, most of which Fang Qing had never seen before.

Li Zaotou used chopsticks to swirl slices of some kind of animal meat in the broth, then put them in his mouth and chewed them vigorously.

Meanwhile, a beautiful woman stood beside him, peeling grapes and feeding them to him.

Fang Qing walked in.

Li Zaotou didn't speak, nor did he make any move to ask Fang Qing to sit down. Instead, he took a few more bites of fatty beef.

Only then did he put down his chopsticks and say coldly:

"You're Fang Qing?"

Li Zaotou glanced up and down at Fang Qing's arms, which were almost as thick as a normal person's thigh, and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Such a beautiful face, how come he has such a broad-shouldered and burly body? What a waste..."

Fang Qing bowed respectfully, neither humble nor arrogant, as a greeting.

Before Li Zaotou could reply, the woman who had been peeling grapes for him suddenly appeared.

With a "plop," he knelt down.

"Sir, this is the man. A few days ago, he not only beat my brother Li Meng so badly that he broke several of his ribs."

"Later, he even beat my father so badly that he was seriously injured and is still in bed recovering."

"Master, you must do me justice!"

As she spoke, Li Laolai's daughter immediately wiped away her tears and began to sob.

It was as if Fang Qing had done something to her...

"They're here. This Li the cook is easily swayed; he might start yelling for a fight in a minute!"

"Unfortunately, my cultivation level is still a bit lacking. If I had five more days, I might have had a better chance of winning."

With this thought in mind, Fang Qing was already on high alert, clenching his fists and stepping forward to stand in front of Yang Zhi.

Prepare to face Li Zaotou's wrath and retaliation.

Unexpectedly, Li Zaotou frowned and shoved Li Laolai's daughter aside.

"Bullshit! I already had someone investigate this matter."

"It's clearly your father who's using my reputation to try and take away Fang Qing's family's right to dig for seafood from the reservoir."

"Instead of seizing it, they were beaten and injured by this kid named Fang Qing."

"This is their own fault."

Li Laolai's daughter, with tears streaming down her face, looked up in the direction of Li Zaotou.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

Last night, when she was whispering sweet nothings in his ear, Li Zao Tou readily agreed that he would teach Fang Qing a lesson today.

When the person was right in front of him, Li Zao Tou suddenly transformed into a righteous and just official.

What's wrong with the master? Has he gone mad?!

The next moment, Li Zaotou waved his hand.

"Take this woman who is twisting the truth back to her home and lock her up in solitary confinement."

"She is not allowed to serve the emperor for the next ten days."

Li Zaotou was incredibly burly, second only to Fang Qing in size, and at this moment he let out a cold snort:

"I hate fighting and killing the most!"

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Fang Qing and Yang Zhi exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of confusion in each other's eyes.

Did Li, the cook, summon them in such a menacing manner to uphold justice?

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