He obtained the God of All Laws from human skin.

Chapter 122 The Gentleman in the Book, Song Hai Makes His Move

Upon seeing the aura above Liu Rushi's head, Qin Chuan was instinctively taken aback!

No, how come it's another auspicious sign!

This is the third time already!

Qin Chuan remembered the first time he saw Liu Rushi at Xiangmanlou, there was a red light above her head, which was an auspicious sign.

The second time I saw her, the rosy glow was even more intense, like a leaping flame.

This time it was even more auspicious, with the aura of good fortune flowing in from all directions, like the morning glow reflecting on snow, a sign of great luck and prosperity.

Such good fortune, if it were to fall into the hands of an ordinary person, would be like finding silver on the street – an extraordinary stroke of luck.

Seeing this, Qin Chuan swallowed back the words he was about to ask for a title.

joke!

Given the current situation, if I were to ask her for a title now, I would have absolutely no chance of succeeding. Her fortune is at its peak, and if I were to ask for a title, not only would I fail to steal her fortune, but I would also suffer a backlash from it.

"Seeking blessings" is not an omnipotent wish-granting machine; it's not something you can just ask anyone for. In essence, it's a wicked and crooked practice that profits by stealing the luck of others.

This method naturally has both advantages and disadvantages.

If the other party is of ordinary status, has low luck, or is going through a period of decline, then speaking up at this time will have a high success rate, and it is not impossible to gain an advantage by taking a small one.

However, if the other party is of extraordinary status and currently enjoying good fortune, then speaking up would be like an old man drinking poison—wanting to die.

Qin Chuan remained silent, stunned. Liu Rushi noticed his unusual behavior and, seeing his somewhat dazed expression, tilted her head and asked, "Young Master?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Chuan immediately snapped out of his daze, his face quickly regaining its composure as he casually smoothed things over, saying, "It's nothing, just some memories from the past."

After saying this, he prepared to leave. Qin Chuan's original purpose in coming up was to "demand a title," but the current situation did not allow it, so he could only leave as soon as possible.

After all, Liu Rushi's luck is so strong right now. If I continue to stay with her, I might be bewitched by her foxy eyes and fall into her trap.

Thinking of this, Qin Chuan looked at Liu Rushi, a hint of guilt on his face, and said, "Miss Liu, I'm sorry, I just remembered I have something to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."

He had barely finished speaking when, without waiting for Liu Rushi's response, he released her hand and turned to leave without hesitation.

With a rustling sound, the beaded curtain on the door fell down. Liu Rushi sat alone on the soft couch, looked down at the hand that had just been held, and then looked up at the still swaying beaded curtain. She froze on the spot.

No, what just happened?

In her view, just a moment ago Qin Chuan was showing her his true feelings, recounting his bitter past of climbing up from being a beggar, his words were sincere, and his eyes were slightly red. She comforted him a few times, and the atmosphere was just right. Just as Qin Chuan was about to say something, he suddenly paused for a moment, asked her a question, and then let go and said goodbye. His change of expression was so fast that it was faster than turning the pages of a book.

She recalled the scene from earlier, wondering if she had said something she shouldn't have, which might have scared the person away.

But I was just comforting him, and I didn't say anything else. Why did he just run away like last time?

Liu Rushi pondered the matter again and again, but still couldn't figure it out. Although she had spent a lot of time in brothels, she had never met someone like Qin Chuan.

In the past, all those people would vie to get close to her, but with him, it's different. Every time, he runs away after only a short time with her. To be honest, now she's starting to feel a bit insecure about her own charm.

Qiao'er, who was outside the door, came in at this moment and asked, "Miss, what were you talking about? Why did you kick him out so quickly?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Rushi was taken aback and retorted, "Why would I kick him out? He left on his own."

"You walked there by yourself?"

Qiao'er was also taken aback when she heard this. Didn't she know what kind of charm her young lady had? Every man was eager to squeeze into her room. They could line up from one end of the street to the other. If her young lady was willing to let someone stay for an extra quarter of an hour, that person would be happy for three days afterward.

There are always those who try every means to stay and refuse to leave; how could someone like Qin Chuan take the initiative to say goodbye?

Liu Rushi still couldn't figure it out, so she told Qiao'er briefly what had happened and asked her to help analyze it. Qiao'er frowned and thought for a moment, then clapped her hands and said, "Miss, I understand."

"Oh, what's the reason?" Liu Rushi asked hurriedly.

Qiao'er looked confident and then began to analyze in a serious tone: "Miss, think about it. When Young Master Qin held your hand just now, he said those things. He said he was homeless on the streets, climbed up from the ranks of beggars, and finally managed to become a small manager at a gambling den. He was clearly revealing his true feelings to you!"

"But the more he talked, the more he felt that the two of you were of vastly different social standing. You were a renowned courtesan in many places, proficient in poetry, songs and literature, and countless high-ranking officials and nobles wanted to meet you but couldn't get a chance. As for him, he was just a manager of a gambling den. He admired you, but felt that he was not good enough for you. That's why he suddenly let go and took his leave after you comforted him. It wasn't that he didn't want to stay, but that he dared not stay any longer, fearing that he would fall deeper and deeper into trouble."

Liu Rushi was stunned by these words and subconsciously asked, "How did you figure that out?"

"That's how it's written in storybooks!" Qiao'er explained confidently. "The scholars in those storybooks write poems for their beloved, just like Young Master Qin just now. First, they write a poem expressing their feelings, then they reveal their background, and finally they lament, 'I am not good enough for you,' and turn to leave. Miss, think about it, didn't Young Master Qin just write you a poem expressing his feelings? Didn't he reveal his background? Didn't he just turn around and leave?"

Liu Rushi thought about it carefully, and it seemed that it really was true.

The poem is now titled "A Gift to Suchness".

But she quickly realized what he meant and frowned slightly, saying, "But he didn't say he wasn't good enough for me."

"Hey," Qiao'er waved her hand dismissively, "that just means he hasn't given up yet. If he said he wasn't good enough for you, it would mean a clean break, and you'd never see each other again. The fact that he didn't say it means he still has feelings for you. He's probably planning to go back and study hard, hoping to pass the imperial examinations with flying colors and become the top scholar, so he can be worthy of you and come back with a grand wedding procession."

"Is that really the case?"

Liu Rushi felt something was strange, but she couldn't quite put her finger on why.

As a fox spirit who had lived in a brothel for a long time, she was used to the charades of love and lust. Although she acted like a master in the art, it was nothing more than experience in reading people and situations.

When it comes to genuine feelings between men and women, she was a complete novice; no one had taught her, and she had no opportunity to learn.

Liu Rushi had naturally heard many stories of talented men and beautiful women in the past, and had even fantasized about them. However, she also knew that as a fox spirit, every move she made naturally carried an alluring quality. Those men who rushed to fawn over her might not be sincere; most of them were just bewitched by her foxy eyes. If any beautiful woman stood there, their reactions would probably be no different.

Thinking of this, she remembered Qin Chuan again.

This person was truly the strangest she had ever met. If you said he didn't care about himself, he would pick up his pen and write a poem called "Qing Ping Diao," with lines like "clouds think of her clothes, flowers think of her face" and "given to Ru Shi." Every line was full of praise.

If you say he cares about her, then when faced with her gentle words, he doesn't say a single unnecessary word, simply letting go and leaving without even looking back.

Such a composed and unmoved demeanor was something she had never encountered before in all her years of life.

"Could it be," she murmured to herself, a hint of confusion in her voice, "that this is the gentleman described in the books? One who acts with emotion, yet restrains himself with propriety, and whose mind is not swayed by beauty?"

"That's definitely how it is, that's what it's written in the stories, it can't be wrong!" Qiao'er nodded firmly, "Maybe Young Master Qin is watching us from the street right now, thinking about you the whole time."

On the street outside Xiangmanlou, Qin Chuan was looking at Liu Rushi's window on the second floor, recalling the good fortune above her head, and shook his head helplessly.

He originally intended to use the "demand for official rank" to create a conflict between Liu Rushi and that devil beside Zheng Ding, so that he could reap the benefits. However, Liu Rushi's luck was too strong, and she couldn't even get the title.

Not only did he fail to become the fisherman, he almost lost himself. When he was holding her hand just now, if Qin Chuan hadn't kept reminding himself, he probably would still be upstairs pouring his heart out to those foxy eyes.

He didn't know where Liu Rushi got her luck from, how she always blushed when they met.

Qin Chuan withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.

Since we can't rely on Liu Rushi for the time being, we have to find another way.

Several days later, at the Iron Hand Gang's headquarters, in the council hall.

This was the first time Qin Chuan had officially attended the gang's regular meeting as the head of the Heaven and Earth Club.

Although it was called a regular meeting, it was actually a monthly spoils distribution meeting. Each branch reported its income for the month, handed over its share of the money according to the gang's rules, and then the head of the gang distributed it all.

Qin Chuan glanced around. Ma Yanwang was sitting in the main seat, but the slovenly Taoist priest was nowhere to be seen.

Song Hai sat opposite him, a leisurely expression on his face.

Ah Niu stood behind him. Although his injuries had not yet fully healed, he had recovered considerably after these days of recuperation.

After the stewards of each branch reported their monthly income in turn, the accountant recorded the figures in a book and then submitted the final summary.

After listening to the report, Ma Yanwang looked at Song Hai and Qian Laifu: "This month's gift money, each side will increase by 20%. Last time, many people in the gang were injured or killed, and we need money. The docks have occupied the Black Tiger Gang's territory, and we also need to bribe them. We can't delay."

Hearing this, Song Hai looked at Ma Yanwang and grinned, "Boss, are you trying to make us starve? Last time you took the lion's share of the Black Tiger Gang's profits, and only gave us the rest. This month you're going to add to our share again. What are we supposed to eat? If you're going to eat meat, you should at least leave some soup for the brothers, right?"

Ma Yanwang's expression remained unchanged as his gaze fell on Song Hai's face: "The gang has its own rules. Pay whatever you're owed. Song Hai, don't forget the gang rules."

"Gang rules?" Song Hai suddenly laughed, standing up abruptly and staring directly at Ma Yanwang. "Ma Yanwang, you're talking to me about gang rules? When you single-handedly devoured the Black Tiger Gang's treasury, leaving us not a single hair, why didn't you talk about gang rules then?"

The atmosphere in the hall instantly turned cold upon hearing this, and everyone held their breath.

Qin Chuan glanced around and realized that something was wrong. He looked around, searching for a way out.

Ma Yanwang didn't speak again, but slowly stood up. Qian Laifu saw this and also stood up, standing beside Ma Yanwang, expressionless, staring coldly at Song Hai.

Song Hai looked at the two people standing side by side opposite him and gave a cold smile.

He straightened his collar, his tone dismissive: "You think the two of you can subdue me? King Yama, aren't you underestimating me, Song Hai?"

No sooner had the words been spoken than the door to the council chamber was kicked open from the outside, and a figure strode in, followed by a large group of people.

The leader was tall and thin with a sinister face. He was none other than the second-in-command of the Black Tiger Gang, Winged Tiger!

That day at the dock, this man escaped amidst the chaos and his whereabouts are unknown.

The Iron Hands gang searched for several days, but found neither the man alive nor dead. Everyone said he had fled Qinghe County.

Unexpectedly, instead of running away, he joined Song Hai's side!

Behind the winged tiger were dozens of people, some tall, some short, some fat, some thin, but all of them had gloomy faces and fierce eyes.

Qin Chuan recognized several of them; they were the martial artists who had failed the martial arts examination. Shi Shu and Shi Mu were among them. Their gazes swept around the council hall before finally landing on Qin Chuan.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Song Hai's smile deepened. "Ma Yanwang, do you think you can still hold onto this position? Today, you may enter this council hall, but you won't be leaving."

Before he finished speaking, he pushed off with his feet and shot straight at Ma Yanwang like an arrow.

Not to be outdone, the winged tiger swooped down and pounced on Qian Laifu.

The twenty or thirty men behind him also drew their weapons and engaged in a fierce battle with Ma Yanwang and Qian Laifu's henchmen inside the council hall.

Amidst the flashing swords and deafening battle cries, the entire council hall instantly transformed into a battlefield of carnage.

Seeing this, Qin Chuan did not hesitate at all and turned to leave. He did not run towards the door, which was blocked by Song Hai's men, but planned to break through the window next to him to leave.

Seeing this, A Niu instantly understood Qin Chuan's thoughts and immediately took the initiative. He was still seriously injured and only had a little over half of his skills left, so he couldn't fight with anyone anymore.

With a loud bang, Ah Niu smashed through the window and landed on the ground. Qin Chuan followed closely behind and glanced over to see that a fierce battle had already broken out outside the council hall.

Clearly, Song Hai had planned this all along. He not only launched the attack inside the council hall, but also arranged for people outside, working together from the inside and outside to wipe out Ma Yanwang and Qian Laifu's men in one fell swoop.

Seeing this, Ah Niu quickly called out to Qin Chuan, intending to do him a favor, "Manager Qin, this way! Go out through the side door, there are fewer people there!"

But before he could finish speaking, with a "bang," two more figures jumped out of the window.

It is a stone tree and a stone wood.

Looking at Qin Chuan, Shi Mu, long sword in hand, his eyes filled with venom, shouted, "Boy! You broke my bones and caused me to fail the martial arts exam! I'll kill you today!"

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