A Beauty Bows to Serve Him Wine

Early February: heroes of the River-Stepping Assembly.

Late March: the Crimson List fled ten thousand miles.

Now, Su Qiuwu and the others had heard a lead on Li Xian. By the time they hurried to Peacemaker Village, two days had already passed.

Surrounding the earthen house, Li Quan cursed, "That brat! We've worn ourselves to the bone and found not a single clue. We even thought he was some great immortal who could transform and vanish into thin air. Who would have thought he'd be holding a beauty, living peacefully here, even growing flowers and grass! It infuriates me!"

Zhao Zhiyuan said, "A lone man and woman sharing a room, happy as mandarin ducks... tsk, tsk, tsk. It truly makes one green with envy." His words were cold and sinister.

Su Qiuwu suddenly understood. "What a cunning brat! I wondered why he'd disappeared without a trace, why we could search east and west without finding anything. So he had found a stable place to settle down. The farther we searched, the more remote the places we looked. We assumed he was fleeing ever farther away, anxious and helpless, yet it was hardest to imagine that they would be hiding in a remote little village!"

Zhao Zhiyuan said, "If not for Brother Su's formidable poisonous scheme, this brat truly would have been difficult to handle." Su Qiuwu said, "That also required Brother Zhao's full support." The two looked at each other, their words hiding sharp edges. The poisonous scheme had worked remarkably well, but it was hardly glorious. Both wished to wash their hands of it, yet their words pressed against each other.

They fell silent for a moment.

Li Quan kicked in the wooden door and smashed the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

Li Quan suddenly cried in terror,