The strongest warrior of the Great Qian Dynasty

The moonlight was thin, slowly falling from the treetops onto the ground like silver specks.

At this moment, Li Qingshan stood outside the First Madam's residence, gazing at the calm and desolate house, but his face showed no trace of appreciation for the scenery; instead, it was extremely solemn.

"As expected, there was no one left. It seems they had planned this all along, so they chose to leave immediately after taking the Fourth Miss there."

Li Qingshan muttered to himself.

He then looked toward the Eighth Madam's residence, but he did not rush to leave. Instead, he instructed Qianqian to investigate quickly, and at that moment he began to search for the whereabouts of other people.

He didn't believe that the First Madam hadn't left any clues before she left.

They also didn't believe that no one knew where the First Madam and the others had gone.

Not long after.

When Qianqian returned, she reported that most of the Changning Marquis's mansion was empty, with only some servants and stewards remaining. The other ladies and young women were nowhere to be seen.

Originally, Li Qingshan planned to completely conquer the entire Changning Marquis's mansion and become a prince in name only.

Unexpectedly, all these ladies and young women disappeared at the same time!

"What exactly happened? Why did they leave this place completely? Could it be that they're even abandoning the Marquis of Changning's residence?"

Li Qingshan, his face full of doubt, looked towards the distance, where the lights were still on. And that wasn't the residence of any son or young lady.

That was the residence of the Eighth Steward.

The carved railings and painted beams, along with the colorful lanterns lit up, illuminated the surroundings, but no matter how you looked at it, there was an odd, distorted feeling about it.

Servants were constantly coming and going inside, as if a banquet was being held, carrying all sorts of delicacies.

"Interesting. The master of the Marquis's mansion has disappeared, leaving only some servants to act arrogantly. What happened to make them like this?"

Although Li Qingshan was puzzled, he did not act rashly. After Qianqian checked that there was no one around, he flashed to the outside of the mansion.

The place was bustling with noise, but you could also hear a few servants secretly chirping crickets nearby.

"Have you heard? The former manager, Li Hao, has been released. It's just a pity that most of his cultivation has been destroyed. Although he's alright, he won't be able to become a manager again for a while."

"Hey, your news is a bit late. If you ask me, it's actually a good thing. Although Li Hao lost his cultivation, at least he saved his life. Besides, all the powerful figures in the Marquis's mansion have disappeared. Those with connections have already run away."

"Who says otherwise? My neighbor's child's second aunt's uncle told me to find some time to slip away quickly."

"Our sixth steward was also preparing to leave, but unfortunately the First Madam gave him a strict order to watch over the house. Otherwise, he would probably have run away faster than us."

……

With the explanations from the others, Li Qingshan got the gist of it.

"So, all those people were killed, and it was Guo Xiaotian and Qiu Meier who joined forces?"

So, in order to survive, the First Madam and the others chose to leave the Marquis's residence immediately and make other plans?!

Thinking about this, Li Qingshan was full of questions. Why did he feel that these things were a bit too magical?

They were clearly searching for traces of themselves and the Marquis of Changning, so how did it end up like this?

"Is there something I don't know about here? And is what these servants are talking about just a smokescreen?"

With this thought in mind, Li Qingshan no longer concealed himself and quickly arrived in the crowd in a flash.

Qianqian has already checked the area and there are no Grandmaster-level experts or peak True Qi cultivators around.

Yes, only the Sixth Steward, who had just entered the mid-stage of True Qi, was enjoying it.

"Haha, come on, have a drink!"

"Beauty, turn around for me and let me see your dance moves."

As he spoke, the sixth steward was about to get his hands on the items. His full beard drew frequent attention from those around him, but no one dared to say anything.

just.

Just as the sixth master was about to succeed, a figure slowly appeared in front of him, startling him.

"How dare you! Whose servant are you? How dare you disrespect me like this? Aren't you afraid of being dragged away and beaten to death?!"

The sixth steward glanced coldly at Li Qingshan and said in a cold voice, then I waved my hand impatiently.

"Get down there now! Go to the backyard to be punished. If you survive twenty or so lashes, I'll spare your dog's life."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingshan was not angered; he instantly vanished from the spot.

Whoosh!

With a whooshing sound, the sixth steward leaped away, dodging Li Qingshan's attack.

The table and chairs he had just been sitting on instantly shattered into pieces, and the fine rosewood was reduced to powder.

The servants and dancers, who had been eagerly anticipating a good show, scattered in shock.

The banquet quickly descended into chaos.

Seeing this, the sixth steward did not get angry or upset. Instead, he stared intently at Li Qingshan, trying to find out his background.

"Excuse me, may I ask which faction you belong to?"

Li Qingshan's expression remained unchanged. With a flash of true energy in his hand, he condensed a large sword.

The Ghost Head Saber is a common weapon. At this moment, Li Qingshan did not want to use the Nine Yang Sword to injure the Sixth Steward in front of him.

He doesn't deserve it at all.

"Beat me, and I'll tell you."

The moment Li Qingshan finished speaking, he attacked the sixth steward once again.

Even a clay figure has some temper. The Sixth Steward, who was just enjoying himself, was now being ambushed. It took a lot of patience for him to say a few more words.

Now that Li Qingshan is continuing his attack, how can he tolerate it?

"How dare you! After I capture you, I will interrogate you slowly."

The sixth steward's fingers were shaped like a tiger, reaching out to grab Li Qingshan with incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Li Qingshan, about to seize his throat.

Li Qingshan's lips curled into a disdainful smile. He had long anticipated that the other party would make a move, so he had already prepared. With a wave of his right hand, a cold light flashed, and the Ghost Head Blade seemed to have gained sentience, narrowly dodging the tiger's claw.

Then, with the force of a gazelle leaping up its horns, it slashed fiercely at the shoulder of the sixth steward.

If this strike lands, the opponent will be severely injured, even if they don't die, or even suffer excessive blood loss.

The sixth steward was also a veteran of many battles. He was getting on in years and had naturally experienced many battles. He immediately realized how difficult Li Qingshan was to deal with, so he quickly withdrew his previous attack.

"Boy, I may not know your background, but you've truly enraged me this time. Die!"

The sixth steward roared and suddenly stepped back, grabbing the spear hanging on the wall.

The spear moved like a dragon, leaving afterimages amplified by his true energy. Each strike pierced the air, accompanied by a series of explosive sounds.

Although Li Qingshan slightly dodged to the left, the spear still pierced through, shattering the round pillar into pieces.