Surviving in the chaos of battle, I'm grinding for proficiency.

pay a New Year call?!

The onlookers were speechless with astonishment.

They all thought that Song Jin was here to settle scores with Li Chuan because of his appearance.

I was just waiting to see a good show, but I didn't expect to see this.

What merit or ability does Li Chuan possess to warrant the Iron Tiger Gang leader paying him a New Year's greeting?

Li Nian had prepared many excuses, but was surprised to find that none of them were needed.

He initially thought that Song Jin also wanted the shop.

If that's the case, then to protect Li Chuan's future in martial arts, we'll give him the shop.

This reversal has brought him a sense of relief.

Wang Xiumei and Li Qing stood in front of Li Chuan, also somewhat bewildered.

Li Chuan also took the opportunity to feign a flattered expression:

"Chief Song, you're very kind!"

Song Jin smiled as he observed Li Chuan's expression, trying to find some clues.

Unfortunately, Li Chuan's reactions were all normal, leaving him with no faults.

Could it be him?

Song Jin had some doubts.

When he received that note last night, he wondered who was so capable and happened to be a sworn enemy of Cao Yan.

After searching high and low, it was found that there were not many suitable candidates.

In a flash of inspiration, he thought of Li Chuan.

But after meeting Li Chuan, he began to doubt his own judgment.

Is this really something a young man who has only recently entered the Ming Jin realm could do?

Even the severely injured Cao Yan is not someone to be trifled with.

Even a regular Ming Jin would probably perish in his desperate counterattack.

Song and Jin did not notice anything unusual, but their expressions remained friendly.

"When I first met Brother Li, I felt an instant connection with him. Now that everything is settled, I naturally wanted to become his friend."

After saying that, the triangular-eyed man behind Song Jinchao gave him a wink.

The man with the triangular eyes respectfully handed a box to Wang Xiumei.

Song Jin explained with a smile:

"Auntie, these are some glutinous rice balls that I asked someone to buy in the inner city. They're just a small token of my appreciation. I wish you a happy new year."

"Oh, Chief Song, you're too kind! Would you like to stay for a meal?" Wang Xiumei smiled broadly.

Song and Jin waved their hands:

"Thank you for your kindness, Auntie. I have to leave now."

Song Jin turned around and took one last deep look at Li Chuan before leaving.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared into the distance that everyone suddenly realized what had happened.

The previous noisy discussions had ceased, and everyone looked at Li Chuan with complex and awe-inspiring eyes.

Only through genuine experience can one understand that Li Chuan is no longer the same as before.

Even if the crowd didn't quite understand what Ming Jin or Kou Guan meant, they could get a glimpse of it from Song Jin's attitude.

Soon, a perceptive person quickly stepped forward, smiling obsequiously:

"Grandpa Li, I forgot to pay for my breakfast here last time. I'll pay you back right away!"

Li Nian took it and counted it, only to find the number was wrong. When he tried to correct it, he saw that the person had already left.

That man often came to the shop to eat breakfast without paying. Li Nian calculated that it was probably around thirty coins.

But he gave him a full one hundred coins!

"Is Huang Laizi really that honest? He still hasn't paid me back the ten coins he owes me for tea!" Old Liu, who runs the tea shop, cursed.

"They have a capable grandson, what do you have?" Others scoffed at his overestimation of his abilities.

Old Liu blushed:

"I'll take my grandson to the martial arts school right away!"

"Come on, you think martial arts are so easy to learn? In all these surrounding villages, there's only one person with the Ming Jin skill, A-Chuan!"

While the two were arguing, many people suddenly realized something.

Those who had previously taken advantage of the Li family will now return everything in full.

Li Nian naturally accepted them all with a smile, without showing any unusual expression.

This action, on the contrary, made many people feel grateful.

After exchanging pleasantries for about half an hour, the crowd finally dispersed.

Wang Xiumei grabbed Li Chuan:

"Chuan'er, I never knew you were so capable!"

Grandma Lin and Aunt Qin Sanfeng also praised it highly.

But Li Qing felt something was amiss.

Cao Yan just died last night, and Song Jin came to Li Chuan's door to wish him a Happy New Year?

Could it be...?

Li Chuan interrupted everyone with a smile:

"Brother, it's getting late. I'll take you to practice martial arts."

"Go on, Qing, learn a lot from Chuan!" Qin Sanfeng glared at Li Qing and instructed him.

Li Qing followed Li Chuan to the open space to lift a stone, his heart filled with a thousand questions he wanted to ask.

But when it came to asking, I felt there was nothing worth asking.

No matter what, he is still my younger brother, whose blood is thicker than water.

This is enough.

Gradually, Li Qing stopped taking the matter to heart and focused on practicing martial arts.

Watching from the side, Li Chuan suddenly noticed that Li Qing's legs seemed to be more agile than his hands.

"The Raikage Kick can't be passed directly to my older brother, lest someone recognize it and it harms him instead, but extracting a single movement from it is still possible."

Thinking this over, Li Chuan suddenly said:

"Brother, I see you've almost mastered lifting stones. I'll teach you a new move, but you can only practice it at home. Don't let anyone else see you."

Li Qing nodded solemnly:

"Don't worry, Achuan, I know what I'm doing."

After teaching Li Qing, Li Chuan watched from the sidelines for a while.

I discovered that my older brother really has a talent for leg techniques, and he quickly mastered the move.

"I will definitely leave Anning County in the future. If you can master your martial arts, I won't have to worry about the safety of my family anymore." Li Chuan nodded in satisfaction.

Immediately afterwards, he also started practicing stance training next to Li Qing.

There are only four months left until the martial arts exam.

Before he could take the martial arts course, he not only had to master the Baoshan Zhuang stance and break through the hidden strength.

Furthermore, one must master both the Mountain-Shaking Fist and the Thunder Shadow Kick.

Only in this way can one have enough confidence to surpass others in martial arts and get into the top fifty!

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and night quietly falls.

Looking at the two people diligently practicing martial arts, Qin Sanfeng suddenly felt a sense of happiness.

Not wanting to break this beautiful moment, she waited a little longer before calling out:

"Come and have your New Year's Eve dinner!"

Li Chuan glanced at Li Qing, who was soaking wet, and laughed:

"Let's change our clothes first."

After changing their clothes, the two sat down at the dining table.

The broken eight-immortal table has been restored to its original state and looks like it has been repaired.

"Since I stopped my family from giving me money for food, their lives have improved quite a bit," Li Chuan thought to himself.

This is precisely the meaning of my hard work in learning martial arts to earn money.

If possible, who wouldn't want their family to live a good life?

Li Chuan shifted his gaze to the dishes.

There was my favorite braised pork, free-range chicken raised by my aunt, as well as braised beef and braised pig's trotters.

The most eye-catching thing is a large bowl of glutinous rice balls placed right in the center.

Li Chuan extended his chopsticks:

"I'm going to try and see what's different about the glutinous rice balls from the inner city!"

Everyone held their breath, waiting for Li Chuan's evaluation.

Li Chuan put a glutinous rice ball in his mouth, chewed for a moment, and then suddenly frowned:

"Why is it salty?!"

Wang Xiumei rolled her eyes at him:

"Silly child, glutinous rice balls aren't sweet!"

Everyone echoed this sentiment.

Li Chuan felt somewhat helpless.

Regardless of the circumstances, he firmly believed that...

Long live the sweet tooth!