This Qi Devours People

Zhao Pingzhi's wedding night had been wild.

Sixteen years of virgin cultivation had shattered at last; naturally, he could no longer keep himself under control.

So much so that when he appeared at the gates of Li Residence early the next morning—a first in all time—he had panda eyes, his body seeming to drift in the morning breeze.

"Brother Li, it was all my fault. I was busy holding the wedding feast with the Saintess yesterday and got so carried away that I forgot to invite you for wedding wine. I brought some meat dishes over as an apology!"

Zhao Pingzhi gave an awkward laugh, carrying a sizable lacquered box in his hand. A faint aroma of meat dishes wafted from within.

Perhaps he had been forced to call so early that even his boots were on the wrong feet.

"You're too polite. There was no need for this..." Li Qingyun glanced at Zhao Pingzhi, who had transformed from a youth into a man overnight. Seeing how badly withered his complexion was, he merely smiled faintly.

He knew perfectly well that Zhao Pingzhi's attempt to make amends afterward had most likely been Saintess Ni'er's idea.

He did not reach out to accept it, only saying casually, "I'll be sitting at the pharmacy all day today. I won't be cooking at home, so these meat dishes would be wasted on me. Take them back!"

Li Qingyun shut and locked the residence gate, then turned to head for Cheng Ji Pharmacy.

"Brother Li, did you find work at Cheng Ji Pharmacy?" Zhao Pingzhi lifted the lacquered box, sounding somewhat surprised, though there was also a trace of superiority in his voice. "Makes sense. Settling down and gaining a foothold in Wanfu City isn't easy."

Watching Li Qingyun's retreating back, he suddenly raised