Having settled the duel and sent Sheng Hu away, Li Ping prepared to leave.
He did not stay in the Cave Abode Meng Wanjun had rented, but instead planned to return to the inn.
He instructed her with a smile, "Don't go out for now. Focus on cultivating in peace. Wait until I've resolved everything."
"Yes. I'll do as you say, Senior." Meng Wanjun nodded meekly, her voice soft.
But the moment she heard Li Ping was leaving, a trace of panic crept into her eyes. "Senior, I... I, I... could you stay?"
Li Ping shook his head. "Don't worry. Sheng Hu is a Core Formation Cultivator, after all. Since he's given his word, he won't come looking for trouble during this time."
Meng Wanjun wanted desperately to tell him that she wasn't worried about Sheng Hu making trouble. She simply didn't want Senior Li to leave.
But after stammering for a while with the words on the tip of her tongue, she ultimately said nothing.
Seeing how aggrieved she looked, Li Ping explained further, "I still have something important to attend to. If you run into any trouble, we can discuss it when I return in a few days."
"All right." Meng Wanjun sounded somewhat dejected.
Li Ping nodded, then left the Cave Abode and headed toward the inn.
He truly had something to deal with. He wasn't merely brushing Meng Wanjun off.
He had never intended to actually show up for his duel with Sheng Hu.
Sheng Hu had chosen both the place and the time. As far as Li Ping was concerned, how was this any different from a banquet at Hongmen, with murder waiting behind the hospitality?
If Li Ping had the same advantages as Sheng Hu, he would definitely gather several friends of the same