Are You Taking Indirect Shots at Us?

After transmigrating, Li Congxin remembered the plots of movies quite clearly. Hearing Old Pi's question, he immediately said in a grave voice:

"That seed was planted in a forest in Missouri. The exact location is unknown. That alien lifeform once came to Earth, fell in love with a woman named Meredith Quill, and had a child with her. That child was later taken away by another alien lifeform—the guy I mentioned before who killed his own kin to save Earth."

"What else?"

"That's all for now."

Since he was going to play the prophet, he naturally could not reveal all his cards at once. Releasing a little information first and letting the other party slowly digest it was the smartest approach.

Captain America carried a sample of the Super Soldier Serum in his body, while the seed left behind by Star-Lord's father was also no ordinary thing. Perhaps Old Pi could research something useful from it.

Whether he succeeded or not was Old Pi's business. Li Congxin was only responsible for bluffing.

As for whether Old Pi, after hearing these "prophecies," planned to dig up Captain America's grave or Star-Lord's mother's grave, that had nothing to do with Li Congxin.

Glancing at the clock on the wall, Li Congxin stood up and said, "I need to go to the martial arts school today. I might not be back until very late. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."

"Today is Monday. There aren't even any classes at the martial arts school. What are you going there for?"

Li Congxin chuckled. "Besides being Monday, today is also the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month—the Mid-Autumn Festival for Chinese people. Out of courtesy alone, I should buy a box of mooncakes and go visit my teacher."

"This is called learning etiquette before learning the art. No one takes offense at excessive courtesy. It's a traditional virtue of us Chinese. You wouldn't understand."

Today was the Mid-Autumn Festival, so there was no shortage of mooncakes in Chinatown.

Li Congxin did not know which shop had the best ones, so he simply bought the two most expensive boxes and knocked on the door of the temporarily closed Nalan Martial Arts School.

Nalan Bai answered the door. The little girl's eyes lit up when she saw Li Congxin, but then she immediately began mocking him without restraint. "Oh! Isn't this Li Congxin? Half a month since we last met, and you've become even prettier than before."

Li Congxin's face darkened. "Miss Xiao Bai, I already apologized for my previous rudeness. Can't you stop targeting me all the time? It's a holiday. Even officials don't strike people bearing gifts. Is it really okay for you to start mocking me the moment you see me?"

Nalan Bai stuck out her tongue. As she let Li Congxin inside, she did not forget to keep teasing him. "I was obviously complimenting you! Your face really does look much better than before!"

Li Congxin froze at that, subconsciously touching his chin.

Could it be that the BGM from "Kan Wo 72 Bian" had taken effect so quickly?

Then Nalan Bai suddenly asked, "By the way, you wrote 'Doupo Cangqiong,' right?"

Li Congxin could not help but smile bitterly. At that charity Masquerade Ball, he had first angrily lashed out at Stephen Strange, then at Tony Stark.

Though the reason was that both future superheroes had terribly annoying personalities at the time, he had not expected the incident to make the newspapers the very next day.

The headline read: "The Mysterious Author of 'Doupo Cangqiong' Revealed: High School Student Confronts American Tycoon at Ball."

As a result, although it had brought him quite a few Impression Points, it had also caused him a great deal of trouble. That was the two-sided nature of things, wasn't it?

Seeing Li Congxin tacitly admit it, Nalan Bai suddenly revealed a malicious look and said in an eerie tone, "So, the Nalan Family in your novel, as well as Nalan Yanran, that female villain who appeared first to break off an engagement—were those meant to imply something? Were you taking indirect shots at us? Hmm!?"

"I wasn't! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"

Li Congxin immediately launched into a threefold denial. This misunderstanding seemed rather serious, and he had to explain it clearly.

"I just casually came up with a surname that sounded nice, to attract readers at the beginning. I absolutely had no intention of disrespecting the martial arts school. You can't wrong me like this!"

Seeing how agitated Li Congxin was, Nalan Bai secretly laughed to herself, though her face remained stern. "Who knows whether certain people, because they couldn't obtain something, decided to deliberately slander the other party by writing a novel? Indirect insinuations like that are all too common."

Seeing that she would not let it go, Li Congxin felt like his head was splitting in two.

When copying the book, why had he forgotten to change the villain's name as well?

"You two, stop fooling around." By then, they had already gone upstairs, when Nalan Long's voice came from inside the room. "It was thoughtful of Li Congxin to come visit us on the Mid-Autumn Festival. Since he's here, he can stay for dinner. Today, our family is having authentic Chinese cuisine."

"Got it!" Nalan Bai answered, then pulled a face at Li Congxin, leaving him speechless.

Seriously, why did this little girl enjoy teasing him so much?

After entering the living room and setting down the mooncakes, Li Congxin first offered Nalan Long his holiday greetings. The old man swept his gaze over him, then asked, "You're wearing weights today too?"

Li Congxin chuckled. "You taught me that martial arts should be integrated into every aspect of daily life. I dare not forget that for even a moment, so aside from bathing and sleeping, I never take off my weights."

"Training requires a balance between work and rest. Pushing yourself blindly will only ruin your body!" Nalan Long frowned slightly before saying, "Starting today, you only need to train with weights for two hours a day. There's no need to wear them all the time otherwise."

Li Congxin was a transmigrator with a cheat, so naturally he did not need to worry about the strain on his body. Still, in response to the old man's well-meaning advice, he answered seriously, "Thank you for your guidance, Uncle Nalan. I'll remember it."

The old man was quite satisfied with Li Congxin's attitude. After giving a slight nod, he said, "There's still some time before dinner. Take off your weights first and let me see how much you've improved lately."

Li Congxin's eyes lit up. Sure enough, bringing gifts could earn him special treatment!

He readily agreed, then immediately followed the old man to the training hall. Taking off his coat and weights, he casually tossed them onto the floor beside him, producing a loud bang! that startled Nalan Bai, who had followed them over to watch.

"Those weights of yours don't seem like they were bought from our place." As she spoke, Nalan Bai bent down to pick up one of the larger pieces of Li Congxin's full-body weights—the weighted vest. But when she grabbed it, she could not lift it.

The little girl's competitive nature flared up. She immediately took a deep breath and gathered all her strength before barely managing to hug the weighted vest into her arms. Then she said in shock, "Where did you get these weights? Why are they so heavy?"

Seeing the same puzzled expression appear on Nalan Long's face, Li Congxin could only explain, "I had them custom-made. They're made from Osmium alloy. The weights on each of my hands and legs are fifty kilograms, while the vest you're holding is even heavier. It weighs two hundred kilograms."

Nalan Bai's mouth nearly formed an O. Even Nalan Long, standing nearby, could not help showing a trace of surprise.

"So you were carrying four hundred kilograms before, while chatting and laughing with me?"