The strongest warrior of the Great Qian Dynasty

Li Qingshan bowed, but instead of dwelling on Old Zhou's topic, he directly asked about the purpose of the young lady who was the dean.

"May I ask what business Miss Li needs me to do?"

Li Qingshan did not use his status as a teacher at Tiantong Academy, but instead inquired about the young lady in a personal capacity.

Song Shuying wasn't in a hurry. She looked at the gently rippling pond water in front of her, and with her delicate, jade-like fingers, she casually tossed fish food into the lake, causing the koi to scramble for it.

A gentle breeze caused Miss Song's dress to sway slightly, revealing her graceful figure.

After a long while, Miss Song slowly spoke.

"To be honest, Elder Zhou's status is extremely valuable. Even for me, it's incredibly difficult to meet him normally. I never imagined that Master Li would have such an unbelievable relationship with Elder Zhou, so I've come to ask Master Li for a favor."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingshan's expression remained unchanged, and he replied calmly and respectfully.

"I think Miss Song has misunderstood something. There is no major connection between me and Mr. Zhou. I just helped Mr. Zhou with a small favor, which is why Mr. Zhou was willing to chat with me a bit more and give me some pointers."

Upon hearing this, Song Shuying, who had been full of confidence and even had a slight smile on her face, suddenly froze and looked at Li Qingshan with a strange expression.

"It seems that Master Li has misunderstood something, but it doesn't matter. However, the entire Changning Marquis's residence is currently searching for your whereabouts, so there are some things that need to be reconsidered."

After finishing her speech, Song Shuying ignored Li Qingshan and slowly headed towards the Seven Steps Pavilion.

Watching that graceful figure disappear into the distance, Li Qingshan's expression remained unchanged.

In his past life, he had witnessed far too many people, and naturally understood what kind of scheme this Miss Song was plotting.

"So you're trying to win me over? Too bad, Miss Song, you have neither enough leverage nor enough sincerity. Why should I stoop so low?"

After a moment of reflection, Li Qingshan stopped dwelling on what had just happened and quickly headed towards his villa.

The young lady is still waiting for him at the villa.

Moreover, this academy is quite lonely, so how can we leave the young lady alone in her room?

A day apart felt like three autumns; their passion was like dry tinder meeting a raging fire, and they were quickly drawn into a passionate encounter.

All that could be heard from the room were shouts, like a young girl calling out, or like a wild cat that had been suppressed for a long time running around, or like a white-robed general galloping across the boundless grassland.

The horses' hooves trampled the lush grass, causing it to gush with juice.

……

In contrast to Li Qingshan's carefree squandering of time, things were not so peaceful inside the Marquis of Changning's residence.

"What did you say?! My Lord Li has actually returned to the Marquis's residence, and he even went so far as to kill the Sixth Steward?!"

Lying on her side on the bed, with most of her fragrant shoulder exposed, Qiu Meier asked coldly while sipping chilled grapes.

At her feet knelt a servant dressed in a black robe, bowing his head and reporting on everything that had happened recently.

Not far from this side room, Marquis Xiao Yuanshan of Changning sat cross-legged on the spot, his whole body surging with each breath.

Beside her were dozens of medicine bottles, filled with the aroma of medicinal pills and herbs.

"In response to the Holy Maiden, the visitor is Li Qingshan. I have seen his portrait and face before."

However… it seems that Li Qingshan robbed the treasure vault, which is why he was chased by the Sixth Steward. He eventually hid somewhere, and only after his strength greatly increased did he appear and kill the Sixth Steward.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Meier, who was about to taste another bunch of grapes, suddenly stiffened, and a golden glint flashed in her eyes.

Significant improvement in strength?!

Qiu Meier's body trembled slightly, but then she returned to normal.

She waved her hand, scolding the followers for pushing her down. After several more people arrived and confirmed that the news was true, she could no longer hide her excitement and burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, all of this really came without any effort. I never thought that the Master Li I had been seeking so desperately was actually the one who took away the Nine-Turn White Deer Ginseng."

In just a moment, Qiu Meier connected the dots.

of course.

She didn't care whether Li Qingshan was the one who actually took the Nine-Bend White Deer Ginseng.

She just needed an excuse and a direction, since nobody knew where the Nine-Bend White Deer Ginseng had gone. If she had a direction, or a purpose, it would provide an answer for both herself and the cult leader.

No matter what.

Li Qingshan is also someone I need to bring back to the White Lotus Pure World Sect.

At worst, if Li Qingshan really didn't take the Nine-Bend White Deer Ginseng, he could gain another Holy Son for no reason.

not to mention……

"We can no longer stay in Lin'an. According to intelligence, two Grandmaster-level experts are on their way from the capital."

If I continue to stay here so arrogantly, I'm afraid I'll be beheaded in the next moment, or even become a plaything.

Qiu Meier ran her fingers through her hair, trying to calm the many thoughts swirling in her mind.

Although she acts decisively and seemingly madly, every action she takes is imbued with her own profound meaning.

"Go quickly and invite the Marquis. Tell him that I have found the whereabouts of the Nine-Bend White Deer Ginseng, and ask him to come see me."

Qiu Meier waved her hand, signaling the maid to go and report, then turned around and took out a sandalwood box from behind her.

The box is carved with six white lotuses, each with a different shape and an alluring beauty.

However, no one knew what the hidden reason was, and the saintess treasured it very much.

Soon, Xiao Yuanshan arrived at Qiu Meier's room with his maid.

Surprisingly, this marquis, who usually looked only the size of a child, had grown several inches taller.

Moreover, his appearance gradually returned to his usual state.

"I wonder, Holy Maiden, what important matter do you have to discuss with me so late at night?"

As he asked the question, Xiao Dongshan casually sat down on a chair nearby and began to eat tea and snacks.

His movements were casual, yet there was a strange energy flowing through them, as if he were already prepared for battle.

Qiu Meier chuckled, covering her face with a light veil, revealing only her fair nose and eyes, and said with a hint of coquettishness:

"I didn't expect the Marquis to grow up so fast. In the blink of an eye, he has become a half-grown boy."

"Oh dear, I had hoped to chat with the Marquis a little longer, but I never expected him to have changed so much. It would be a shame for me to leave."

After a pause, Qiu Meier uttered something that sent chills down Xiao Dongshan's spine.

"Besides, the Marquis is about to die, there's no need to toy with his feelings any longer."