The strongest warrior of the Great Qian Dynasty

Musha?

Upon hearing this, Li Qingshan frowned slightly. He was also eager to test the world's martial prowess.

In his past life, he was a king of soldiers, and in a one-on-one fight, he could completely dominate the urban world.

But now that there are martial artists, things are different.

He's probably no match for fists alone.

Upon realizing this, Li Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly, not daring to be careless, and also gathered his energy to be on guard.

call--

With a ferocious grin and a scarred face, Wang Biao launched a fierce attack, his fist aimed straight at Li Qingshan's face, creating a whooshing sound.

Li Qingshan's pupils contracted, and he dodged to the side, barely avoiding the punch.

boom!

Wang Biao's punch missed, but he was too fast and couldn't stop in time. His fist slammed heavily into the beam, leaving a three-inch-deep fist mark.

The power of that punch is evident!

If you hit a cow, you could probably kill it instantly, let alone a person.

"No wonder Wang Biao is usually so arrogant and domineering, and no one dares to mess with him. His ex-husband let him bully him without retaliating. This martial arts skill is the basis for his arrogance."

Li Changqing was secretly alarmed, and his expression became serious.

In terms of strength alone, he was perfectly clear that he was no match for Wang Biao. Fortunately, Wang Biao had plenty of strength but lacked agility, which allowed him to maneuver and fight back under Wang Biao's fists.

"Um?"

Wang Biao stared at Li Changqing with sharp, eagle-like eyes, secretly wondering how this kid had suddenly become so agile and nimble.

"You little brat, I was wondering why you dared to attack me so suddenly. Turns out you've only learned a few rudimentary moves."

Wang Biao sneered, "Unfortunately, you haven't even cultivated your inner energy yet, so how could you possibly be a match for me, a peak inner energy cultivator?!"

The sound of flowers fell.

Wang Biao suddenly exerted force with his feet, his speed more than three times faster than before, and threw another punch straight at Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan gritted his teeth, but this time, Wang Biao was too fast. He had no time to dodge and had to bite the bullet and take the punch head-on.

boom!

The two fists collided.

In an instant, Li Qingshan was sent flying seven or eight steps backward, crashing into the wall before coming to a stop. He felt numbness in his arm and a persistent throbbing pain in his right fist.

The punch caused blood to trickle from the corner of his mouth and his face to turn pale.

Li Qingshan glared fiercely at Wang Biao, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, kid, now you know how powerful martial artists are, don't you?"

"Just wait and see how I deal with you today!"

Seeing Li Qingshan injured, Wang Biao grinned smugly, then raised his fist to show off before making another move.

"Butler Wang has quite the airs of an official!"

Just then, a woman's voice, alluring yet tinged with coldness, suddenly rang out.

A beautiful young woman, tall and curvaceous, dressed in a palace-style gown, swayed her hips and walked in gracefully.

Behind her followed a maid in green.

"This subordinate greets Madam Ninth."

When Wang Biao saw the beautiful young woman, his expression changed, and he quickly bowed and clasped his hands in a salute.

Ninth Madam?

Li Qingshan was slightly taken aback, searching his memory for information about this alluring young woman with peach blossom eyes and an oval face.

Her name is Liu Ruyan?

The ninth wife of the Marquis of Changning, it is said, was married into the Marquis of Changning's household on the very day the emperor issued an imperial edict, urgently summoning the Marquis of Changning to the northern border to defend against the enemy.

This woman was only one year older than Xiao Ruoxue, the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Changning.

She was widowed before even consummating the marriage!

"I heard it was this servant who was specifically chosen by the young lady, the 'King of Hell'?"

Liu Ruyan chuckled and asked.

"Yes."

"The young lady wasn't satisfied with the previous seven servants, so she called on this kid instead."

Wang Biao bowed, clasped his hands, glanced at Li Qingshan, and answered very respectfully.

"That scarred-face guy seems quite afraid of Madam Ninth?"

Li Qingshan remained silent, secretly observing and interpreting the situation.

"Hehe, he is very handsome."

Liu Ruyan gave Li Qingshan a charming smile, then the smile vanished instantly, and she calmly questioned Wang Biao, "Why did you hit him?"

"Your Madam is wise!"

"It was this servant who made a mistake. As one of the twelve stewards of the Marquis's mansion, it is my duty to teach him a lesson."

As Wang Biao spoke respectfully, cold sweat broke out on his fierce-looking, scarred face.

He saw the Ninth Madam as a mouse saw a cat.

Liu Ruyan completely ignored him, instead smiling sweetly and asking Li Qingshan, "What's your name?"

"Madam, this servant's name is Li Qingshan," Wang Biao hurriedly said.

"Um?"

Liu Ruyan frowned slightly, her alluring face suddenly turning cold: "Did I ask you?"

"I deserve to die! I spoke out of turn!"

Snapped!Snapped!

Wang Biao slapped himself hard twice, both hands, and repeatedly apologized.

"Li Qingshan".

Li Qingshan didn't know why Wang Biao was so afraid of the effeminate Ninth Madam, but he was a soldier with a proud temper and hadn't changed his attitude in time, so he just gave a faint reply.

"The green hills remain unchanged, and the clear waters flow on forever."

"I never expected that your servant would have such a temper."

Liu Ruyan smiled gently and sighed softly, then warned, "But you must also understand that as long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn; that is the principle of longevity."

Li Qingshan neither confirmed nor denied.

If he can't get the Fetal Essence Fruit back, he'll die in the young lady's bed tonight. What's the point of talking about longevity then?

"Never mind, never mind."

Liu Ruyan waved her hand and casually instructed Wang Biao, "Go tell Xiao Ruoxue that I'm taking this servant with me for a day."

"this……?"

Wang Biao was taken aback.

"Um?"

Liu Ruyan frowned.

"Yes, Ninth Madam!"

Wang Biao nodded hurriedly in agreement, then turned and left as if fleeing.

"Come with me."

After Liu Ruyan finished speaking, she swayed her waist and perked up her hips as she led the way, her appearance only deserving of the description "showy and flamboyant".

Staring at Liu Ruyan's alluring figure from behind, Li Qingshan was completely dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to react.

What's so special about this?

I was all cleaned up, ready to be delivered to the young lady's door, and now I'm going to the Ninth Madam's place.

"Fine."

Li Qingshan shook his head, and a thought naturally arose in his mind.

"Being a servant to the eldest young lady is being slept with, and serving the ninth madam is also being slept with."

"Perhaps, in the future I will have to serve other young ladies and ladies, besides the eldest young lady and the ninth madam."

With this thought in mind, Li Qingshan set a goal for himself.

If I can survive, I must serve the young ladies and wives well... Damn it, I've become a marquis in disguise, the master of a manor.

……

The inner courtyard, the courtyard of the eldest young lady, Xiao Ruoxue.

Xiao Ruoxue was sitting on a stone bench, leisurely sipping her tea.

The maid Xiaotao stood to the side, talking tirelessly.

"Young Miss, you didn't see how handsome Li Qingshan is."

"What's that saying again? Something like 'on the road'?"

Xiao Ruoxue put down her teacup and said calmly, "A gentleman as beautiful as jade, unparalleled in the world."

"Yes, yes, that's it."

Xiao Tao nodded repeatedly, praising, "In my hometown, when ladies and young women see him, they would all at least say, 'He's the most handsome young man for miles around!'"

"What's the use of looking good?"

"If I can't cultivate the Yin-Yang Great Joy Technique, I'm still a piece of trash, destined to be fed to dogs!"

Although Xiao Ruoxue said that, she also wanted to meet the servant that Xiao Tao had been longing to see.

"He's so good-looking, he definitely can!"

"I hope so."

As the master and servant were talking, a man with a scarred face rushed over; it was Wang Biao.

"Miss, Madam Jiu has taken Li Qingshan away, saying she'll borrow him for a day."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ruoxue smashed the teacup with a loud crack.

"That slut!"

"How dare you steal my servant? Do you really think I'm afraid of her?"