Safety and the Feast

"Grandpa, is the Bloodline Seed of the people of Inner State just a machine?" Hong Ying couldn't understand.

"Yes," Portable Abode sighed, "For so many years, I haven't been able to find out their Bloodline Seed. If it weren't for this fan, I really wouldn't have been able to see the mystery behind it."

Hong Ying still didn't understand. "I've eaten a lot of food from Inner State, and I've always eaten flesh and blood, but I've never eaten anything made by machines."

Portable Abode smiled but remained silent.

The record player lightly tapped Hong Ying: "Silly girl, this is called 'unidentifiable.' If you really ate the machine, would no one have been able to tell the Inner State's Bloodline Seed for so many years? But speaking of which, it seems that the Outer State knows a little about this—"

The record player was flipping through Teacher Song's lecture notes with a stylus when Hong Ying leaned over and asked, "What do you mean by 'Outer State'?"

"The Outer State is called the difference in observation perspectives, which leads to inconsistent observation results."

Hong Ying stared at it for a while, then shook her head and said, "I don't understand."

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The record player chuckled, "There are many things you don't understand. I must say, this slut surnamed Song is quite something."

"Hmph, what's so great about that?" Hong Ying retorted, unconvinced. "Do you think I don't know anything? I come from a wealthy family and I've read quite a few books."

After saying that, Hong Ying went to draw her lips in front of the mirror.

When Li Banfeng returned home, Hong Ying rushed to greet him, "Seventh Son, you're finally back! I've missed you so much!"

"I miss you too," Li Banfeng said to his Wife, walking past Hong Ying. "Wife, something big has happened."

Hong Ying leaned closer. "Seventh Son, do you think I've changed?"

"Nothing's changed. Yingying is still as beautiful as ever. My Wife, do you remember when I told you Zhang Gunli was dead?"

Before the record player could answer, Hong Ying approached Li Banfeng again. "Do you really think I haven't changed?"

Li Banfeng observed carefully for a while and noticed something was wrong. "Did you change your hair tie?"

"Take a closer look!" Hong Ying said angrily, grabbing half of Li Banfeng's cheek and giving him a hard kiss.

Li Banfeng rubbed his cheeks for a while, then said to his Wife, "She just kissed me like that, and you're not going to do anything about it?"

The record player scoffed, "It's my own girl, so let her kiss me. It's better than her being kissed by some slut outside."

Li Banfeng was taken aback. "Which slut are you referring to, my Wife?"

The record player gritted its teeth and said, "Just how many sluts do you have?"

"My Wife, let's not talk about the hoof first, let's talk about the fan. What about the person I brought back earlier?" The Wife patted her belly and said, "He's already eaten!" "If you want to ask, I'll take you inside."

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "There's no rush to go now. My Wife has already asked everything she needed to ask, right?"

When it came to serious matters, the Wife seemed to have calmed down. "His name is Qiu Daoyu, a pure-blooded Inner State. He was remade in Inner State and impersonated He Jiaqing— "

The Wife recounted Qiu Daoyu's background, and Li Banfeng compared him with Huang Zenan.

These two are quite different; in terms of how well they get into character, they are worlds apart.

Huang Zenan's portrayal of Zhang Gunli was almost flawless, while Qiu Daoyu's portrayal of He Jiaqing was riddled with inconsistencies.

After listening to Li Banfeng's account, the Wife analyzed, "These two people have different sources of memory. Qiu Daoyu's understanding of He Jiaqing comes entirely from He Haiqin. As for how much He Haiqin actually knows about his son, that's really hard to say."

He Haiqin knew very little about what happened after his son went to university.

As for Huang Zenan, Gui Jianchou and Mu Yuejuan were both old acquaintances of his. The fact that Huang Zenan didn't reveal any flaws in front of them proves that his memories came from Zhang Gunli himself, suggesting that Zhang Gunli had likely already defected to Inner State.

Li Banfeng was quite worried. "With Inner State methods, it will be difficult to distinguish between genuine and fake people in the future. They will inevitably be targeted by them, and misunderstandings and suspicions may arise between them and acquaintances."

"Don't worry, my husband," the Wife said, her mood improving considerably at the mention of the people from Inner State. "Take a look at this Folding Fan; the old man has already seen through its secret."

The Wife pulled on the fan ribs, demonstrating the function of the Folding Fan.

Li Banfeng asked in astonishment, "Is this a steam engine?"

"Yes, my Little Slave, I was truly startled too. Inner State is indeed very skilled, able to create such an exquisite machine. More importantly, it carries Inner State's Bloodline Seed."

The so-called pure-blooded Inner State people were those created from the steam engine; they were flesh and blood, and apart from being larger, they seemed not much different from other living beings.

In reality, the people of the Inner State used an unspeakable technique to fuse the steam engine and flesh into one; in the words of the scoundrel, this was called a transformation of matter under Dark Energy radiation.

Because the steam engine itself was very large, it resulted in the people of the Inner State being being very large, making them easily identifiable even when they transformed into living beings.

Now, the Inner State has a new Work Method that has reduced the size of the steam engine, making it as small as this fan. But this fan is not the entirety of the Inner State; it is only equivalent to the heart of the Inner State. The other major components are still inside the body of the Inner State.

By removing the core components like the boiler and steam drum from their bodies, Inner State residents can control their physical form and appear similar to ordinary people.

Li Banfeng looked grave; this was his biggest worry.

The Wife wasn't worried at all. "Husband, don't be anxious, this is a good thing!"

"A good thing? How can it be a good thing?" Li Banfeng didn't understand what his Wife meant.

"My lord, let Little Slave explain in detail. The core components of the steam engine came out of the bodies of the people of Inner State, but these core components cannot be transformed into flesh and blood; they can only be transformed into objects such as fans and abacuses."

The deformed Inner State people had to carry these objects with them; if they were even slightly away from them, they would lose their strength, like a machine shutting down.

Once the machine shuts down, it will prove that the identities of these Inner State people have been exposed. When the external steam engine is brought back to them, the Curse Art on the Inner State people will be activated, blowing their souls and flesh to smithereens.

Those around them will also be affected.

Once you grasp this point, you'll find a way to see through them.

Relying on small personal items.

Li Banfeng said, "That's a bit difficult. Some people like to carry small items; you can't just assume they're from Inner State, can you?"

Just like Yu Nan, who always has a cigarette holder in her mouth.

Just like Xiao Yeci, who always has a book in his hand.

Can this be considered a characteristic of people from the Inner State?

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The record player laughed, "This is the good thing that Little Slave was talking about, Yingying, give your husband another kiss."

Hong Ying was not happy. "I just kissed him, but Seventh Son rejected me."

"You're getting a freebie this time, hurry up and kiss me!"

"I won't kiss you," Hong Ying said dramatically.

The record player retorted angrily, "Didn't we agree on this beforehand? You useless thing, are you asking for a beating?"

Hong Ying pouted and said, "Don't hit me, I'll listen to you."

Li Banfeng said, "I haven't agreed yet!"

Hong Ying ignored Li Banfeng's thoughts and took half of Li Banfeng's head into her mouth.

"No, the eyeballs have been sucked out!" Li Banfeng's mouth was still sticking out, and his nose was inside Hong Ying's mouth. How could there be such a big mouth? Hong Ying's head wasn't that big either!

Hong Ying patted Li Banfeng on the back, signaling him not to move around, as this was indeed a serious matter.

The record player enveloped Li Banfeng and Hong Ying in a cloud of steam. The hot, humid steam circulated for half an hour before Hong Ying released Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng rubbed his eyes for a long time before he finally opened them.

The record player said, "My lord, try out the Golden Eyes Autumn Hairs Technique."

Having just used the technique, Li Banfeng covered his eyes again.

A blinding light flashed across his Wife's body. Li Banfeng said, "Wife, that's so bright! What was that?"

The Wife scolded playfully, "This is Little Slave steam! What do you call it?"

Steam?

Li Banfeng put away the Golden Eyes Autumn Hairs and indeed saw steam coming out of the Wife's trumpet-shaped mouth.

The Wife said, "My lord, the Golden Eyes Autumn Hairs Technique can not only detect concealment and identify the spirits of the dead, but also discern changes in temperature. However, your technique is not yet proficient, and you are not sensitive enough to changes in temperature."

The Little Slave thought that methods of distinguishing between hot and cold were not very useful, since her husband had his own ways of avoiding danger and Auspiciousness and Avoiding Calamity. He could certainly avoid hot and dangerous places, so she hadn't paid much attention to it. But now it seemed she needed to help her husband hone his skills.

Li Banfeng was displeased. "If you're going to say I'm not familiar with other techniques, that's one thing, but I've been using the Golden Eyes Autumn Down for over two years."

The record player chuckled, "I spent fifteen years honing this technique. Is it really that much for Little Slave, husband, to practice for two years?"

"I just had Hong Ying help you clear your blood vessels. Whether you can master the techniques depends on how solid your foundation is."

Li Banfeng opened the Golden Eyes Autumn Hairs again, and faint glimmers of light could be seen on the mouth of the Wife's trumpet.

But it wasn't very clear.

"My lord, are you able to grasp the essentials?"

"It should be able to—" Li Banfeng practiced a few times, but his technique was inconsistent and his consistency was lacking.

The record player sighed, "It's still a bit lacking, Yingying, give your husband another kiss!"

"Wait!" Before Li Banfeng could dodge, Hong Ying swallowed half of his head.

The record player said, "My dear husband, don't struggle. Let Yingying kiss you a couple of times. You won't lose out. Do you know how stunningly beautiful Yingying was back then? We sisters truly care for you. You're blessed enough; don't you know how lucky you are?"

Is there no other way for the record player to help Li Banfeng solidify his technique?

Have.

But she felt this method was the most suitable.

She looked through Teacher Song's lecture notes again, sighed, and said, "We sisters love our husbands with all our hearts."

I refuse to believe that an outsider can take it away!

Over two hours, Li Banfeng was pampered by Hong Ying three times, and finally gained some insights:

"If a person from Inner State wants to disguise himself as an ordinary person, he must be carrying a steam engine. Since it is a steam engine, its temperature must be higher than that of ordinary objects. As long as you use your Golden Eyes Autumn Down Technique, you will definitely be able to find this object."

The record player laughed and said, "My husband is right. As long as you master the technique, it's not difficult to find people from Inner State."

Hong Ying, holding Folding Fan, said to Li Banfeng, "Seventh Son, take a look. Do you see any changes?"

The Folding Fan fan was a little hot, but to be honest, Li Banfeng couldn't tell yet with his Golden Eyes Autumn Down Technique.

Seeing Hong Ying waiting beside him with a pout, Li Banfeng didn't dare say much, "The technique still needs more practice. But there are some things I need to discuss with my Wife. If the people of Inner State hide the steam engine in a secret place, what should I do if I can't see it?"

The record player said, "My lord, this thing is hard to hide. If it could really be hidden, Qiu Daoyu wouldn't have to keep the fan in his hand all the time."

But my lord can't keep up with the technique forever, and there will inevitably be times when he misjudges things. I've already made a plan; my Little Slave, please hand over the silk-pulling girl to me first."

Li Banfeng handed the Thread-Pulling Earring -Thread-Pulling Earring to the record player, which then began to impart its wisdom to it. "No matter how exquisite a steam engine is, there will be times when the steam pressure is unstable. All steam engines have valves; if the pressure is too high, the steam must be released."

You'll hear a sound as soon as the valve moves; make sure you remember that sound. If you hear any steam leak, be sure to check.

"Sir, you've most likely encountered someone from Inner State! Listen carefully to that voice."

The record player, holding a fan, pulled out the fan ribs, released steam, and began training the Thread-Pulling Earring.

Li Banfeng was still curious. "What does such a small steam engine burn? Coal?"

The record player said, "We don't know for now."

Portable Abode spoke up, "Based on my speculation, coal can definitely be burned, and other things can also be burned. Oil, wine, wood, and even the three meals a day can probably be used as fuel."

Li Banfeng then asked, "Under what circumstances would unstable steam pressure occur?"

The old man studied it carefully. "Putting such a large steam engine inside such a small object, it's common for the steam pressure to be unstable. According to my calculations, the steam pressure should be related to the state of mind of the people of Inner State."

Annoyance, resentment, joy, worry, and fear would all cause the vapor pressure to rise rapidly, at which point the valve would definitely need to be opened to release the pressure.

Those who can become spies should all be in good spirits, Li Banfeng said. "What if the other side is as calm as still water and doesn't budge an inch?"

The gloved man chimed in, "Is it okay to tickle him?"

"Scratching an itch?" Li Banfeng didn't quite understand.

The glove took out He Haiqin's back scratcher. "This thing might still be useful."

The back scratcher huddled behind the gloves, trembling and afraid to move.

The record player looked at the back scratcher and nodded repeatedly, saying, "It really comes in handy, my husband. Go practice your technique some more. Yingying, bring that bitch Red Lotus over. I want to have a good talk with her."

Li Banfeng returned to Carefree Dock and looked at himself in the mirror. His eyes were bloodshot, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

I washed it with cold water several times and applied some eye drops, but it didn't get better. Then I heard footsteps and a knock on the door.

Li Banfeng put on a pair of sunglasses and opened the door.

It was Jiang Mengting. She had taken the medicine and felt much better, so she came to thank Li Banfeng.

After a few casual words, Jiang Mengting told him about her future plans, "Seventh Master, I want to enter the Daoist sect and become a cultivator. This isn't a sudden whim, nor is it to rush my cultivation to the heavens and strive for immortality."

Having come into this world, if I were to simply pass by uneventfully, I would feel utterly unwilling. I don't know if there's an afterlife, and even if there is, I won't remember anything, and I don't know if that will still be me. I just want to learn some real skills and live a meaningful life.

Li Banfeng pondered for a moment and said, "If you become a cultivator, you might be sent to the Inner State after death and thrown into a kiln to be fired into bricks. Will you regret it then?"

Jiang Mengting was silent for a moment, then shook her head and said, "I don't regret it."

"Okay," Li Banfeng wrote a check, "Take this money and buy the medicine powder from the Peddler when he comes."

Jiang Mengting shook her head and said, "I have the money, and I don't need to wait for the Peddler. Fifth Master has ready-made medicine powder."

Li Banfeng asked with a smile, "Which Daoist sect do you want to join?"

Ma Wu did indeed have some medicinal powder. Wealthy families usually have some medicinal powder, but the variety is not very large.

Jiang Mengting lowered her head slightly and said, "I want to become a martial arts practitioner."

Li Banfeng asked, "Why do you want to become a martial arts practitioner?"

"Seventh Master must think I should practice vocal training, but I've sung for half my life, and I really don't want to rely on singing to cultivate myself anymore."

I envy the He Family. She doesn't need to please others. Every time I see her radiating confidence and passion, I feel that people should live like her, instead of standing on a stage as a plaything to be manipulated.

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "That has nothing to do with Daoism."

"What does that have to do with?"

"It's related to time. You're not young anymore. He Yuxiu has been learning martial arts since she was a child. If you want to start from scratch, I'm afraid you'll never reach her level in your entire life."

"I don't aspire to her level."

"Then don't envy her boldness. Her boldness doesn't come from martial arts, but from her strength." Li Banfeng stuffed the check into Jiang Mengting's hand. "You decide which path to take. You've been learning to sing since you were young, so you'd better not waste your time and talent."

Jiang Mengting fell silent.

Li Banfeng took out two Golden Essence Pills and handed them to Jiang Mengting: "Take these pills after you reach a certain level."

Jiang Mengting waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "Seventh Master, this kind of pill is very precious, I cannot accept it—"

Li Banfeng placed the pills in front of Jiang Mengting: "I'm not giving them to you for free, I'm borrowing them. When you have the strength, you can pay me back with interest."

At 10 p. m. the next night, the record player finished modifying the Thread-Pulling Earring. Hong Ying took the fan to the Fourth Room and gently pulled open the third fan rib.

The earrings were in the main room. She couldn't see Hong Ying, but she heard a noise. "Madam, the gas valve is open."

Hong Ying tried twice more, and the earrings were accurately identified.

The record player praised the earring, saying, "You've got potential! It wasn't for nothing that I trusted you! My husband, from now on, when you encounter someone from Inner State, no matter how well they hide their steam engine, as long as they turn on the valve, they'll definitely catch you through Qiansi's ears."

"What if the other party doesn't adjust the gas valve?"

"There's still a way." The record player picked up a back scratcher and waved it at Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng suddenly felt an intense itch and his body shuddered.

The record player said, "This back scratcher was originally a special weapon called the Bi Yan Zha (pronounced like 'grab'). Now that its body is injured, its spirit is still intact, so it's quite suitable as a hidden weapon."

It can scratch someone from a distance, causing unbearable itching. It can only be used once an hour. After use, it will ask its husband for its "repayment," making him itchy for a short while longer.

If your husband is acting suspiciously but hasn't given himself away, you can try this back scratcher; it will make him feel incredibly itchy.

"My mood will inevitably fluctuate, and the steam pressure will inevitably be unstable. As long as the valve is moved, my husband will definitely hear a sound."

Li Banfeng took the back scratcher and looked at it for a moment.

The back scratcher said, "You can't try it now. That woman used it once, and you have to wait an hour—"

Before he could finish speaking, the glove slapped him across the back. "What do you mean by 'that woman'? You have no manners! She's our mother-in-law!"

The back scratcher dared not make a sound, so Li Banfeng handed it to the gloves for safekeeping.

The record player said, "My lord, with the Golden Eyes Autumn Hairs Technique and these two magical treasures, we have nothing to fear from the people coming from the Inner State."

"I'll bring back one whenever I meet them, and let's see who can escape my grasp. Husband, don't you think this is a good thing?"

Li Banfeng took a silk handkerchief and wiped the dew off the phonograph's mouthpiece. "My Wife is right, it's indeed a good thing, all the dishes she brought back are delicious."

Breath~

My Wife is unhappy.

"My lord, what are Little Slave saying? Do you think I'm only thinking about food? I'm just like Little Slave, concerned about the safety of Pro State."

Hong Ying wiped her lips and said, "We must consider the safety of Pro State. And saury is delicious!"

Tang Blade wiped the blade. "The Marshal is right, we are all doing this for the safety of Pro State."

The projector emptied its film magazine. "For the future of Pro State, we need an artistic feast."

The magical artifacts in the room all agreed, and Li Banfeng stood up and said, "For the sake of safety and the grand feast, I should also go out for a stroll."

The next day, Li Banfeng went to the Guanfang Hall and handed the ceasefire agreement from Inner State to Liao Zihui, asking him to pass it on to Du Wenming and quickly settle the matter of 13,000 people.

Liao Zihui dared not delay and immediately had someone present the contract. Li Banfeng had a meal at the Guanfang Hall and took a walk around.

No one from Inner State appeared at the Guanfang Hall. Li Banfeng exclaimed, "Zihui, you've done a great job."

Liao Zihui was completely confused and had no idea what kind of work he was doing well.

Li Banfeng left somewhat disappointed.

Two days later, Chu Er and his men arrived at the new place. Li Banfeng went to help, and Ma Wu also went with Feng Daiku.

Li Banfeng asked Ma Wu, "Now that Chu Er has already taken action, when are you planning to bury the deed?"

Ma Wu said, "I'm just waiting for her to make the first move, to see what trouble she'll run into, so I can be prepared."

As he spoke, Ma Wu looked into the distance, his eyes somewhat unfocused.

Feng Daiku pinched Ma Wu hard. "Who have you taken a fancy to this time?"

"No, nothing—" Ma Wu smiled Feng Daiku, his eyes still somewhat unfocused.

He actually did take a liking to one.

Chu Er was deep in the woods, talking to Chu Shaoqiang.

Chu Shaoqiang sighed and said, "You're better at judging people than I am. Following Li Qi really hasn't let you suffer any losses."

Chu Huaiyuan sighed and said, "Dad, when you left us, my brothers and I suffered a lot."

"I'm sorry for what happened before. Let's live a good life together from now on."

Chu Er looked at Chu Shaoqiang and asked, "Can you live a normal life? Do you think Inner State will let you off the hook?"

"There will be difficult times," Chu Shaoqiang said frankly, "But what can compare to one's own flesh and blood? Don't worry, I can tell the difference."

As the two were talking, Xiang Fenglan rushed over. "Huai Yuan, Mother-in-law is here."

Chu Er glanced at Chu Shaoqiang.

Chu Shaoqiang nodded slightly, and Chu Er quickly followed Xiang Fenglan to the riverbank. The Bitter Granny stood by the river, smiling as she looked at Chu Er: "Well done, you've been beaten so many times in the Bitter Vegetable Manor, but you've finally improved. Now you're going to be Local Earth God."

Chu Er lowered his head and said, "This disciple's cultivation is insufficient, and I do not know if I can defend this territory."

Bitter Granny frowned and said, "It's fine to say that to me, but you absolutely mustn't say such things in front of Li Qi. If he's feeding you and you say you can't eat, won't people laugh at you? You'll completely disgrace the Daoist sect."

Bitter Granny stopped mid-sentence and looked into the distance.

Before Chu Er could react, Bitter Granny appeared in front of Ma Wu and kicked him into the river.

"Where did this wild boy come from, staring at me like that?" Bitter Granny said coldly, looking down at Ma Wu in the river.

"You've misunderstood, Madam. I just wanted to—" Ma Wu had just climbed out of the water when Feng Daiku grabbed him.

Feng Daiku, holding Ma Wu down with great difficulty, bowed to Bitter Granny, then ran to a distance and whispered, "Are you crazy! How dare you lay a hand on her!"

Ma Wu was a little embarrassed. "I just thought this lady was quite charming and wanted to get to know her."

Feng Daiku, "Go crazy! You'll go mad and lose your life sooner or later!"

Li Banfeng walked back and forth among the guests. There were quite a few people here today. They said they were there to congratulate Chu Er, but they were actually all there for Li Qi.

Sha Dingzhong, Rong Sijiao, Xie Laizi, and several Local Earth God from the surrounding area all came.

When He Yuxiu first took over the territory, these Local Earth God sent people to cause trouble, but now they dare not cause trouble anymore.

If Li Qi gets a new piece of land with a complete deed, some people will say that he got lucky, that it was just a coincidence.

The fact that they were able to hold onto the territory after it was acquired cannot be explained by mere coincidence.

Now that they've acquired a second piece of land, these Local Earth God have seen through their tactics and strength, and it's time for them to change their attitude.

"Brother Li Qi, I, Sha, congratulate you!" Sha Dingzhong, his face covered in dust, first presented a congratulatory gift.

"Brother Sha, you're too kind!" Li Banfeng stared at Sha Dingzhong for a long time.

This person is not Inner State in disguise.

"Brother Li Qi, please don't take what I did wrong to heart." Rong Sijiao was a very peculiar-looking man with two horns growing from his forehead and two more from the back of his head.

He wasn't an imposter from Inner State either.

Pro State needs peace!

The family needs to have a meal!

These people from Inner State are so disappointing; they don't even bother to come and see the situation.

Xie Laizi, his face covered in rashes, said with a forced smile, "There's no grudge in the martial world. What happened before is in the past. I've come to ask for a drink. Brother, you should do me the honor, right?"

"Thank you, Brother Xie. This way, please."

This person wasn't an imposter from Inner State.

Besides them, there were also people of even higher status.

"My dear brother, I'm late!"

Upon hearing the voice, Li Banfeng turned his Golden Eyes Autumn Hairs to its highest setting, turned around, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Old Pan, when did you arrive?"

Pan Dehai said, "Hearing that my virtuous brother has been granted a new fiefdom based on his great virtue, how could I, your foolish brother, not come?"

He was the first to utter the words "conferment of titles" or "offering of titles."

Upon hearing these two words, many people focused their attention on Li Banfeng.

Is the term "pèi féng" (賢封) appropriate?

After careful consideration, everyone realized that there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

Li Qi did indeed appoint Local Earth God, and not just one.

Li Banfeng had no thought about the investiture; his gaze never left Pan Dehai.

Pan Dehai had no unusual small items or hot objects on him.

I listened with Thread-Pulling Earring, but I couldn't hear the sound of the valve.

Try using a back scratcher.

Why not just give up and take him home? Whether it's real or fake, accepting Pan Dehai would be a reasonable choice.

Pan Dehai was accompanied by Hundred-Eyed Fish and Gao Shuxia. During their conversation, someone suddenly said, "Seventh Brother, how could you forget your brother?"

Li Banfeng turned around and saw the Shui Yongquan.

"How could I forget you, brother?" Li Qi quickly went to greet him. "Brother, did you just arrive?"

Shui Yongquan sighed, "I didn't really want to come. It's too cold. You have such a nice place, but you didn't think of your brother. You only thought of your lovers."

Li Banfeng laughed and said, "I have indeed thought about this. Let's find a quiet place to discuss it in detail later."

That's hard to say. This piece of land isn't far from Decency Village, Li Banfeng has anticipated that Shui Yongquan might cause trouble.

The matter is not easy to explain.

Li Banfeng didn't mean anything by saying "quiet place." He genuinely wanted to discuss the new land with Shui Yongquan. If Shui Yongquan had the guts to acquire new land in the future, Li Banfeng would definitely reserve a piece for Shui Yongquan.

But Shui Yongquan sensed something was off about the tone. "What's wrong, Seventh Brother? What are you doing going to a quiet place? Going to teach your brother a lesson? I was just joking, and you took it seriously?"

Hiss~

A faint sound came from the Thread-Pulling Earring.

Li Banfeng stared at the Shui Yongquan and looked it over from head to toe.

Shui Yongquan held a teapot in his hand, put his mouth to the spout, and took a sip of tea.

Li Banfeng asked Shui Yongquan, "Brother, is this good tea?"

Shui Yongquan shook his head and said, "It's just tea for quenching thirst on the road, not anything good."

"Could I have a sip?"

Shui Yongquan, holding the teapot, said, "This is not appropriate. I'm drinking it mouth-to-mouth, and I'm afraid you'll find it unclean. When you return to the village, I'll treat you to the finest tea."

Li Banfeng smiled and said, "Don't wait until we get back to the village. I have some good tea here, brother. Come and sit down at my place first."

P. S.: Inner State residents are very good at choosing their targets.