Longevity: Starting From Getting Down The Mountain And Marrying A Wife

"My lord!"

Jiang Ping, who had received the news, hurriedly approached with Xiao Huan's support.

Having been in the Zhong residence for three years, this was the first time such a major incident had occurred.

"It's nothing."

Zhong Yan gently stroked her cheek and instructed those around him, saying, "Xia He, Xiao Zhong, you take care of the house. I'll go for a while."

After leaving the residence, he specifically gave instructions to the patrolling soldiers, pointing out Xue Shanhu and telling them to strengthen their patrols.

"Lord Zhong, rest assured!"

"Thank you, General Pan."

Li Shangwen followed by his side. "Uncle, it must be that Xue Peng has taken a liking to Aunt's appearance and made advances. This guy is usually extremely arrogant and often bullies others."

"You're familiar with him?"

"Why wouldn't I be? We've had conflicts and clashes many times. Our cultivator disciples and those martial artist disciples have never gotten along."

"He dares to act like this in the southern district?"

"His father is the number one martial arts expert in Qingyang, nicknamed 'Xia Shanhu.' He has a good relationship with the Lord's residence and relies on his family's power. There's nothing he wouldn't dare to do! Many cultivators don't want to provoke the Xue family, but my father is not afraid of them."

Pausing for a moment, Li Shangwen thought for a moment and continued, "But nephew estimates that this guy doesn't know that Yue Lai Restaurant has been transferred to Uncle. He probably still thinks it belongs to our family. Now that my father is not here, he thinks he can bully the Li family. If he knew that the restaurant is Uncle's property, Xue Peng might not care, but his followers will definitely take it seriously."

Zhong Yan glanced at him and asked with a smile, "I can't defeat an Innate Eighth Layer. How do you know that the Xue family will be concerned about me?"

Li Shangwen smiled and followed, "Uncle, you're too modest. You are a talisman master and have a close relationship with Uncle Yang and Uncle Bai. Moreover, my father entrusted me and my older brother to you before he left. If he doesn't come back, you are the pillar of support for the Li family. Even if you are only at the Qi Refining Fourth Layer, if these aristocratic families in the city dare to provoke, they will only have a dead end!"

Zhong Yan remained calm and did not comment.

Li Shangwen looked at his face and reminded him again after walking a distance, "However, apart from the Cao Yun Gang and the Wan Ren Tang, the Xue family is indeed the most powerful force in Qingyang. Xue Shanhu himself has a high cultivation level and is famous for his Tiger Fist. He is also surrounded by many martial arts experts from the Martial Alliance. If this matter escalates, Uncle needs to handle it with caution."

Zhong Yan asked, "Do you think it will escalate?"

"It will!"

Li Shangwen's face was certain as he explained, "Xue Shanhu has three sons. The eldest son is his biological son, but he died. The second son is his disciple and was adopted as his son. Only Xue Peng is left as the only heir. He is usually doted on and spoiled, which has led to his arrogant and domineering character."

"How should we handle it?"

Li Shangwen pondered for a moment and said, "First, the Wumeng is divided into two factions internally, and their relationship is not solid. Second, although it seems that Xue Shahu has a close relationship with the City Lord's Mansion, Lord Qin has long been displeased with him. Relying on the strong combat power of the Wumeng, many of the warriors sent to the army are hidden nails, and there is also the arsenal..."

He analyzed in detail.

Zhong Yan was truly surprised and turned his head to smile, "You little brat, you're not just good at playing with money!"

Li Shangwen smiled awkwardly, "Uncle, my father often talked about these things with my older brother, and I've heard them many times, so I just speculate."

Zhong Yan said, "A little gambling is enjoyable, but excessive gambling is harmful. As long as one has enough self-control, gambling is not a big deal."

Li Shangwen clapped his hands and agreed, "Uncle is absolutely right! At first, I just played with a few taels of silver to have some fun and pass the time. But when my family found out, I was scolded and confined. Out of stubbornness, I gambled even more recklessly. Actually, I didn't intend to win money. My family doesn't lack money to spend, I just couldn't accept it."

Zhong Yan laughed helplessly and said seriously, "Life is a series of gambles, big or small. Mortals gamble on money and future, cultivators gamble with their lives, competing with others and with the heavens. I also like gambling, but I never go to gambling houses."

There is no absolute fairness in the world, only a relatively fair environment. Only then can one have a chance of winning. In those gambling houses, how can ordinary people compete with the house that sets the rules of the game? Ten bets, nine losses. Even if you win by luck, you probably won't have the luck to enjoy it in the end..."

Li Shangwen listened attentively, then bowed deeply and said, "Nephew will remember Uncle's teachings!"

Zhong Yan nodded slightly and added, "Don't worry, your father is not so easily defeated. Use your wits to help take care of your older brother and mother at home."

"Yes!"

...

Yuelai Restaurant and the street were crowded with people.

Patrolling soldiers and constables were present, maintaining order and temporarily preventing armed conflict.

On one side were numerous martial artists wearing training clothes, all of them burly and glaring.

On the other side was the restaurant, led by Yan Sandao, Tang Xiaoshu, and Dongcao, along with a group of customers who refused to leave.

"Now we have a good show to watch!"

"We've provoked Xue Laohu, this restaurant is doomed to close down."

"Close down? People will die! The person in charge hasn't arrived yet. When they come, even if the place is razed to the ground, it would be considered light punishment!"

"The owner of this restaurant is not an ordinary person. Look at those three women in front, each one is stunningly beautiful and dressed in luxury."

"It seems to be owned by the Li family, who are cultivators."

"So what if they are cultivators? Xue Laohu has killed cultivators before, and besides, I heard that the Li family's immortal master has gone out to seek opportunities for cultivation."

"You guys don't know, do you? The owner of this restaurant has changed, and it's a Qi Refining fourth-level Immortal Master."

"..."

The crowd of onlookers whispered and discussed in low voices, mostly Independent Cultivators from the southern district and the families of martial arts sects, so they had some understanding of the rumors in the city.

The leading soldier in the middle of the road had a headache and repeatedly sent people to consult the Lord's Mansion.

Seeing Zhong Yan and another person approaching.

The leading soldier's face brightened, about to take a step forward.

The sound of horse hooves came from the other side, and another group of warriors surged forward.

The leading soldier's face turned ugly, hesitated for a moment, gave a signal to the person next to him, and went to greet the group of people first, "Young Master Xue!"

The constable ran towards Zhong Yan and said, "Greetings, Immortal Master Zhong!"

"Husband!" Yan Sandao and the other two called out in unison, but they couldn't approach because they were surrounded by sword-wielding warriors.

The crowd dispersed.

Zhong Yan took a step forward, his gaze falling on the brocade-robed man lying on the ground not far away, with several doctors standing on either side holding medicine boxes with their hands tied and their heads lowered.

"What happened?"

Dongcao twisted her little hands together, her face pale and her eyes red, quickly recounting the whole incident, and at the end she added in a trembling voice, "Someone... died..."

Zhong Yan glanced at Yan Sandao, then turned to scan the crowd, and finally looked at the white-robed young man who was facing him, coldly saying, "This matter must be accounted for to me, Zhong."

Taking the initiative.

The surrounding area suddenly filled with gasps.

To kill someone and still dare to demand an explanation, and it was directed at the powerful 'Xue Tiger' of Qingyang City.

Who is this Immortal Master that dares to be so fearless?

Not to mention the cultivators who left Qingyang City because of the Xue family, there were more than one cultivator killed by Xue Shanhua in the city alone.

The white-robed young man narrowed his eyes, about to speak.

A low, cold snort exploded in the ears of the crowd, followed by a burly man in a black robe, throwing away the onlookers one by one and stepping forward.

"Adoptive father!"

"Master Xue!"

"Brother Shanhua!"

"Senior Brother!"

A series of greetings.

The man in the black robe glanced at his lifeless son on the ground, his face full of frost as he stared at Zhong Yan.

"Immortal Master? Such arrogance!"

"Now that my son is dead, you want an explanation from me?"

"You better give me an explanation first, otherwise your whole family will go to the underworld to accompany my son!"

Zhong Yan took a step forward.

"What, even if I pee on your head, you have to endure it?"

"First ask what your son did?"

Zhong Yan pointed to the restaurant, "In broad daylight, in front of everyone, your son shamelessly flirted with my beloved concubine, isn't that the same as humiliating me in public?!"

The lackey trembled and quickly whispered a few words to his master.

"Ah~"

Xue Shanhua roared in anger, and a phantom tiger appeared in the palm of his hand, directly smashing the lackey's head.

White brain matter, red blood splattered everywhere.

The crowd exclaimed in shock and retreated one after another.

The armored soldiers and constables quickly tightened their weapons, their faces changing drastically, and they all shouted in their hearts: Damn it, why hasn't the Lord of the City come yet!

Xue Shanhua almost roared, "Even if my son is at fault, it's a lesson, why go so far as to kill someone!"

Zhong Yan stared coldly, "Ask yourself, what would you do if you were in my shoes? Should I not care about my reputation? How can I walk in Qingyang City in the future!"

"Ah~ then don't leave! Die!"

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