Chapter 765 765: Don't Mind
Zhao Wuji's eyes were dark and terrifying. He liked Baidu's reputation, a circle that had been circulating for a long time. But Baidu had always maintained silence about his pursuit. Now, when he saw Baidu's conversation, he felt as though he had been slapped fiercely in the face.
"Go, say hello!"
Don't let Zhao Wuji come over again to listen to Baidu's words.
"Why would you go? You bastard! That girl you met in the Treasure Attic? Am I really so frightening?"
Faced with Baidu's interrogation, Li Qingyu quickly responded with a bitter smile and displayed his persuasive skills.
Unfortunately, Baidu showed no intention of letting Li Qingyu off as he spoke. His opponent leaned forward and said, "If you don't explain to the girl today, I'll tell Zhao Wuji about the lies you've been feeding them!"
"Woman, you've already said it! You mean it, you really mean it! Do you need a loudspeaker to repeat it again?"
Both Zhao Wuji and Li Zangfeng were in a bad mood at the time, while Li Qingyu smiled innocently at them, his face betraying pain.
Finally, the problem that had been bothering them both was resolved today.
Those who barked criticisms for half a day, deliberately hiked up the price, belittled the four masters, and spent millions copying animal eggs were clearly the targets that the assassins wanted to kill. They didn't know that Li Qingyu actually understood their collaboration, but it seemed as though fate had dictated it.
Wait a second, Li Jianfeng suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something important...
Looking down at the beast, and then back up at Li Qingyu, the fresh memories of depression clung to Li Zangfeng like a persistent ninja turtle. Especially thinking about this moment, the fire in his heart stirred up cold agitation.
Li Zangfeng glared fiercely at Li Qingyu, squeezing out two words from his lips, "Three brothers?"
Awkward yet polite, Li Qingyu hugged the beast in Li Zangfeng's arms and said, "I was intentionally joking with second brother. I hope my second brother won't mind!"
"A joke? Seriously? I believe you were being entirely deliberate!"
"Haha, don't mind it. How could second brother take it to heart!"
Li Yi wanted to spend more time discussing this matter with Li Cangfeng. He seemed to be talking about dogs and egg conversations, planning to destroy the old narratives.
The answer was self-evident. To the youth and the girls, Li Qingyu had always been a legendary figure. Today was the first time they saw Li Qingyu's face.
Although there were subtle differences between Li Qingyu and the legend upon first impression, the legend's popularity had lasted too long, forcing them within just 15 minutes to associate "useless waste" with Li Qingyu.
In other words, even if it's not waste, you can still order the title. Are the three sons of Li Fu really that influential? Among everyone here, none belonged to an average family identity—not even the whispers of Li Liantian?
Thus, at this moment, as the children seated at the table faced Li Qingyu, they suddenly developed a peculiar sense of superiority.
Li Zangfeng and Zhao Wuji quietly withdrew to the side. They could teach Li Qingyu how to brazenly speak without relying on effort. What could possibly be more satisfying?
Though, they wondered why authorized assassins were forbidden, but never expected these specific assassins to be killed. It was too special of a matter gradually disappearing, wasn't it?
Li Zangfeng believed he knew Li Qingyu well. If this family dinner wasn't underestimated, Li Qingyu would never have had the chance to fail alongside him. So the idea of Li Qingyu killing two assassins practicing second-level internal organ techniques was utterly unreasonable.
They preferred to believe Li Qingyu was simply lucky, exploiting some form of bullying to avoid getting killed. Whether this resembled their thoughts or the truth remained to be verified.
Many of these people were widely popular within their households, and their cultivation resources had never been lacking. As a result, their domains weren't below first-level internal organ cultivation techniques. Even if two assassins had indeed targeted Li Qingyu, how could he have dealt with practitioners of internal organ cultivation realms?
You should know that an ant can kill an elephant!
The sisters were sympathetic and worried yet still curious because they all wanted to see how much "useless waste" the three sons of Li Fu would talk about.
"Are you really a master of monsters?"
Li Qingyu smiled as he calmly looked at the group of kids surrounding the Commander. Raising an eyebrow, he asked, "What about you?"
Proudly, the child replied, "Wang Siqi!"
"Oh, I've never heard of it. Would you cause great harm simply by saying a name like yours—Wang Siqi—as if it was the world's number one?"
"You!" Wang Siqi, upon seeing Li Qingyu's expression, instantly grew furious. This was no routine youthful passion. In his eyes, Li Qingyu was being deliberately provocative, yet Wang Siqi genuinely misunderstood Li Qingyu.
Wang Siqi himself hadn't expected this. He wasn't a genius nor was he a failure. Why would Li Qingyu have heard of him?
Wang Siqi sneered coldly, suppressing his anger forcefully. Crossing his arms, he asked again, "Are you really a master of monsters?"
"You mean that one? Isn't it?"
The crowd: "..."
This trick… you don't follow conventional logic. Shouldn't you have replied, "What do you want from me?" angrily by now?
Wang Siqi arrogantly retorted with cold disdain, "You're lying!"
Li Qingyu raised his brow, "Prove it!"
"Do you have any proof that you're not a monster's master?"
It had wit, intrigue, yet felt somewhat childish too.
"Why hello, am I your master?"
The small beast shook its head humorously, as if playing along. It had signed a contract with Li Qingyu for peace and coexistence, yet both regarded each other as friends, not master-servant. Master? No!
Li Qingyu smiled at Wang Siqi, "See? He admits I'm not his master!"
The crowd: "..."
Not allowing Wang Siqi a chance to interject, Li Qingyu continued, "But he's my friend!"
Wang Siqi felt stifled as he heard this and muttered, "So you're saying this monster has some ties to you? What does it mean? Alright, apologize to us immediately, or...!" Wang Siqi clenched his fists in front of Li, his threats evident.
Li Qingyu didn't respond to Wang Siqi's demand immediately. Instead, his eyes swept over the kids behind him. "Do you all think the same?"
No one answered. In their minds, Li Qingyu didn't even deserve to question them.
Li Qingyu nodded lightly, smiling calmly. "Alright, I'll apologize!"
The moment those words left his mouth, Wang Siqi and the others grinned triumphantly. The girls were disappointed, thinking the three sons' reputation was indeed inflated.
At this moment, the rear garden of the Imperial Palace felt eerily quiet; even the adults speaking nearby shut their mouths, observing Ye Feifei with various expressions.
Yet Ye Feifei's expression remained unchanged. It was impossible to tell what she was thinking, leaving them both regretful and disappointed.
But soon, their eyes turned back to Li Qingyu, eager to see how Li Fu's three sons would apologize to the children. It must be said, human psychology could be twisted.
Baidu Pie and Li Yanran seemed thrilled because they knew Li Qingyu was never good at public apologies.
"I'm telling you, head for the Gobi!"
The tone was far from pleasant.
Struggling for hegemony, showing its advantage—but Li Qingyu left the crowd stunned!
Li Zangfeng's jaw nearly dropped as he failed to process what he had just witnessed—killing two practitioners of the first-layer internal organ realm in a single punch, every detail crystal clear before his own eyes.
Zhao Wuji's smile froze as well, revealing the stark realization he shared with Li Zangfeng. The killers had likely been dealt with by Li Qingyu after all.
"Kids these days, no manners. I'll have to teach them better. Mrs. Hua, I hope this doesn't trouble you."
Seeing her children trampled so mercilessly by Li Xiaoyu, Mrs. Hua felt sad, her heart raw. Yet when she heard Ye Feifei's understated remark, Mrs. Hua was left at a loss for words.