Ten years of dormancy: Starting as a martial arts master at the pinnacle

After the three left, Li Changqing appeared where they had just been standing.

The aura he left on the Heavenly Demon Elder has been eliminated.

It was in this place that the aura was completely erased.

"Great Zhou Royal Family, Concealment Array!"

In such a world of high martial arts, it has been able to stand firm for hundreds of years without the support of a supreme being.

Li Changqing should have realized long ago that the Great Zhou royal family must have many hidden methods.

Now he has witnessed it firsthand; it is indeed extraordinary.

Lu Chuan said it involved a power struggle for the throne.

Is it the Crown Prince, his father, or the King of Wu whom he just met today?

When King Wu faced the Heavenly Demon Elder, there was not a trace of panic on his face.

That was a powerful demon who was halfway to the Supreme Realm!

If he wasn't a fool, he should be confident enough to prevent this great demon from harming him.

Li Changqing couldn't even imagine where his confidence came from.

The King of Wu had no experts under his command; the strongest of his guards was only a cultivator at the Free and Unfettered Realm.

That should be the treatment that every prince in the royal family receives.

Even for powerful figures like the Crown Prince and the King of Qin, the most they could do was to have experts at the Great Freedom Realm serve them.

Their relationship with powerful individuals at the Great Freedom Realm is mostly one of mutual benefit.

Even a powerful being at the half-step Supreme Realm would have great prestige in front of the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

How could they possibly be subordinate to a prince?

Especially for a prince like the King of Wu, who had little hope of inheriting the throne.

"The water in Kyoto is getting more and more interesting."

Since the start of the banquet, Li Changqing hasn't eaten a single thing.

Although his cultivation level is such that even if he doesn't eat or drink for ten days and ten nights, it won't be affected.

But Li Changqing still had the habit of eating to satisfy his cravings.

Upon returning to Kyoto, Li Changqing changed his identity once again.

In addition to being the Prince of Qinghe and the leader of the Beggars' Sect, he now has another identity: an ordinary commoner.

Judging from his appearance, he looked to be around eighteen or nineteen years old. Although not handsome, he was clean and neat. He was wearing a light blue outfit, suggesting he came from a reasonably well-off family.

It's the kind of outfit that you'd wear so that you wouldn't be looked down upon or kicked out of any store.

Li Changqing gave his pseudonym a very cool name.

Nangong Aotian.

His surname was that of his mother, and the name "Aotian" was simply to match that surname.

Wherever they go, they leave a very deep impression on people.

Moreover, just by hearing the name, one could tell it's from some nobody in the martial arts world.

Just like their previous gang leader, Nan Zhentian.

For a long time, Li Changqing believed that their gang leader must be a very famous figure in the martial arts world.

It wasn't until he learned to read that he started keeping track of work for the brothers in the canal gang.

He met many figures in the underworld at the docks, and it was only after asking around that Li Changqing learned the truth.

Nobody knew their gang leader.

You have to understand that they are in the territory of the Grand Canal Gang, and Nan Zhentian is the local tyrant there.

Even people in the martial arts world had never heard of it.

On the contrary, the Eight Vajras, having spent years wandering the martial world, had committed many evil deeds.

Although they are not very strong, they have quite a reputation.

After disguising himself, Li Changqing found a crowded restaurant.

When choosing a restaurant, always pick one that's crowded.

Either the price is affordable, or the taste is exceptional.

Li Changqing glanced at the prices of the dishes and knew that this restaurant was definitely not the type that offered good quality at low prices.

Compared to other restaurants, the prices here are about 10% higher.

It must have been the owner's doing; otherwise, the other restaurants probably wouldn't have survived.

Even though the price has increased by 10%, more than 80% of the seats on the first floor are already occupied, and people are still coming in from outside.

"Welcome, sir/madam. May I ask who you are?"

The waiter quickly approached Li Changqing, greeting him with a broad smile.

Are there any private rooms on the second floor?

Xiao Er's eyes lit up when he heard Li Changqing's question.

"Yes! Please, sir."

Those who can afford a private room are generally people who are not short of money.

They may not have ordered many dishes, but they must have been exquisite and expensive.

Besides, such guests usually eat very little.

For the boss, this is a major customer who makes money. For the waiters, they also benefit from the business.

Guests can take away any leftover food.

Not only can I eat it myself, but I can also bring it to the elderly and children in my family to satisfy their cravings.

Although the restaurant is busy, the environment isn't particularly nice, so there aren't many people who can go up to the private rooms on the second floor.

That's why the waiter was so enthusiastic.

After entering the private room, Li Changqing finally spoke and ordered, "Bring one of each of your signature dishes."

He's not short of money.

Previously, Li Changqing had intended to contribute money while in the Beggars' Sect.

However, Yang Potian's tens of thousands of taels of silver notes were too conspicuous.

Li Changqing never had the habit of carrying that much money. He didn't when he was in the Grand Canal Gang, and he didn't when he entered the Prince of Qin's mansion either.

He only had a little over a thousand taels of silver on him, which was far too embarrassing compared to Yang Potian.

Of course, this money is enough to cover food expenses.

"Alright, please wait a moment, sir, I'll instruct the head chef in the kitchen to prepare it right away."

The waiter's eyes narrowed into slits with laughter; such a generous customer was a rare sight indeed.

The dishes arrived quickly, and just as Li Changqing had expected, they tasted excellent.

Just as he was enjoying the delicious food, he suddenly heard a somewhat familiar, coquettish voice coming from the next private room.

"I don't want to get married! Why should I, this young lady, get married?"

Li Changqing searched his memory and quickly remembered whose voice it was.

Luo Qingqing, head constable of the Six Doors.

They had met once before, also at a restaurant. At the time, Luo Qingqing was chasing a womanizer when she happened to enter their private room.

It was Li Changqing who helped capture the person.

It was at that time that he learned from Murong Yao that he had a fiancée.

However, this marriage agreement was now only in name.

Li Changqing disappeared ten years ago, and the official news was that he was dead.

Although the Qin Prince's Mansion and the Luo family did not formally annul the engagement, everyone knew in their hearts that the engagement was null and void.

When Li Changqing returned to the Prince of Qin's residence, the Prince of Qin never mentioned the matter to him.

Therefore, Li Changqing felt that this matter was most likely unrelated to him.

Unexpectedly, while dining here today, he once again heard news about his engagement.

The young lady of the Six Doors Deputy Chief Constable, the granddaughter of the Minister of Justice, actually wants to break off the engagement?

"My dear aunt, is this something we can decide? It's His Majesty's decree, and now that the decree hasn't been revoked, no one can change your marriage."

"I don't even know him. Besides, he's been back in Beijing for so long. They haven't come to our door even once. Are we supposed to go begging to them?"

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