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

"Yan Sandao, what about you?"

A voice rang out, and the atmosphere in the entire hall dropped to freezing point once again.

Without exception, everyone felt that Yan Sandao had only one way to go, and that was death.

Debts must be repaid, and killing comes at a price.

No matter who was right or wrong beforehand, someone had ultimately died.

And it was the most beloved son of the Xue family who had died.

At this moment, each and every concubine knew the position of the Xue family in Qingyang City.

In the eyes of everyone, a mere concubine could not compare to the life of the young master of the Xue family.

Unless the master was willing to sacrifice himself, the Zhong family would have to offer a large sum of money to settle the matter.

Not to mention whether the master was willing or not.

Now they were no longer ignorant and naive. From what they had heard in their daily conversations, they knew that although the master was a cultivator, he was far from being able to compare with the Xue family in terms of strength or foundation.

Moreover, the City Lord's Mansion would most likely stand on the side of the Xue family.

Even Yan Sandao herself felt that she was undoubtedly going to die.

The only remaining hope in her heart was to rely on her husband's love and trust to find a way out, or to have a more dignified way of dying.

Although she was a concubine, after secretly comparing herself to the other seven concubines of the Zhong family, she knew that her husband liked her the most.

Unfortunately, she had not been able to bear a child for her husband, otherwise there might have been more hope.

Yan Sandao did not dare to lift her head, blaming herself for bringing such a disaster to the Zhong family.

"Why aren't you speaking? Have you become mute?"

Zhong Yan shouted in a low voice, his voice cold: "Do you take my words as fart? Have I ever told you how to handle things outside?"

"Did you ever think about the consequences before you acted? How much trouble it would bring to the Zhong family?"

"Do you really think that as a cultivator, I can do whatever I want?"

"That Xue Shanhutu is at the Innate Eighth Layer, and I'm not even a match for him even if there were ten of me!"

"Moreover, he has a deep foundation in Qingyang City, with countless martial disciples under his sect. If he brings people to attack the Zhong family, everyone in the family will die because of you!"

The faces of the concubines and maidservants turned pale, panic-stricken.

These words made them even more aware of the seriousness of the situation.

Yan Sandao knelt down and said, "Master... I am willing to take full responsibility for my actions and pay with my life."

"Do you think everything will be resolved if you die? Have you seen Xue Shanhutu's attitude?"

"Raise your head!"

Yan Sandao lifted her head and met her husband's cold and beautiful gaze. In addition to the self-blame and remorse that made people pity her, there was also a trace of stubbornness hidden in her eyes.

This appearance struck a chord in Zhong Yan's heart, hitting a soft spot.

Yan Sandao was right in her thinking. She was indeed the one he loved the most among all the concubines, not only because of her enchanting and flawless body, but also because she had been loyal to him since she entered the Zhong family.

However, Zhong Yan's face showed a cold smile, "A bandit is still a bandit! Brutal and ignorant! Coarse and ignorant!"

He stood up and walked over, looking down at her.

"Don't blame me for being heartless. If someone has to be punished, it can only be you."

With that, Zhong Yan raised his hand and lightly slapped her face three times. Although he didn't use much force, it left red marks on her fair and delicate cheeks.

"I'll give you a chance to defend yourself."

Their eyes met, and Yan Sandao was slightly stunned. A glimmer of light flashed in her eyes as she lowered her head, "It's all up to the master's decision. I have no complaints."

"Go back to your room and stay there. You are not allowed to step out of the room without my permission."

"Yes..."

Zhong Yan looked at the others again, "Take this as a lesson. Think carefully before you speak and act. You may leave now!"

Jiang Ping stood up and added, "Stay in the mansion these days and don't go out randomly."

"Yes, Master, Madam!"

The hearts of the others eased slightly, but they couldn't completely relax, fearing that the Xue family would come to seek revenge.

Jiang Ping looked worried, "Master, about this matter..."

Zhong Yan raised his hand to stop him, "You should also go back to your room and rest, Xiaozhong!"

Catching a glimpse of Li Shangwen standing in the corner, Zhong Yan waved his hand again.

He entered the study.

Zhong Yan sat down at the desk, looked up, and smiled as he asked, "Shangwen, have you had enough of the excitement?"

Li Shangwen grinned from ear to ear, showing no signs of nervousness or unease. "Uncle, please don't be angry. Your nephew wants to learn from you."

"You're not bad, not inferior to your father back then."

Li Shangwen's eyes sparkled. "Thank you for your praise, Uncle."

Zhong Yan smiled and quickly wrote down lines of text on paper, finishing with a spell and imprinting it. He then sealed the envelope and handed it to Zhong Xiaozhong.

"Do you know what to do with this letter?"

"Master has taught me, Xiaozhong guarantees to complete the task!"

"Go then."

Li Shangwen poured a cup of tea and offered it to Zhong Yan. "Uncle, do you already have a plan in mind?"

Zhong Yan replied, "You have indeed impressed me. Given my relationship with your father, if you are willing to learn well, I am willing to teach."

"While I believe in your father's abilities, Mangdang Mountain is extremely dangerous. Even the slightest carelessness could lead to death."

"If you can't come back, I can take care of things for a while, but I can't take care of them for a lifetime. The Li family still relies on you and your brother."

Li Shangwen's expression turned serious as he knelt down and kowtowed. "I understand! Please teach me, Uncle!"

Zhong Yan's gaze flickered slightly, but he had a different view of Li Henian's strict education.

He didn't have much contact with Li Shangwu and didn't know much about him.

In just half a day, this young Master Li had exceeded his expectations. At less than seventeen years old, his wisdom and intelligence far surpassed his peers.

In his previous life, he was still in high school at seventeen, immature and only interested in playing games.

However, there were significant differences between the two worlds and their social situations. It was common for sixteen or seventeen-year-olds to be in charge here.

It would be great if his future children could be like this.

"Get up," Zhong Yan helped him up.

Li Shangwen picked up the cup again. "Uncle, please have some tea!"

Zhong Yan nodded and took a sip, asking, "What level have you reached in martial arts cultivation?"

"Replying to Uncle, your nephew's talent is average. I am currently at the seventh stage of Body Tempering, while my eldest brother reached the third stage of Innate a few days ago."

"If your aptitude is not good, you should work harder. Martial arts and cultivation are different. Although both rely on talent and aptitude, martial arts progress faster with the assistance of external forces. Battle strength is the foundation of strength. If your battle strength is not good, no matter how high your methods are, it's just empty talk."

"Yes, I will remember."

"Your father has been away for nearly two years. When you go back, discuss with your eldest brother. The family business can be appropriately scaled back."

"Okay!"

Zhong Yan put down his cup and smiled. "Go and help me with a task. Inform your Uncle Bai that I would like to change the time and go to the market tomorrow."

"Yes, I will go now!"

After Li Shangwen left the Zhong residence and walked a short distance, he turned back and clenched his fist in excitement.

His martial arts talent was not as good as his eldest brother's, and his mother's background was far inferior to his stepmother's. It was only natural for his father to favor her.

But he never expected that he would win the appreciation of Uncle Zhong, who his father often praised.

On the other side, Zhong Yan carefully considered the plan in his mind before leaving the study. He saw the maid Xiaohuan calling out to him.

"You go and tidy up a room for the second young master of the Li family."

Xiaohuan was taken aback. "Yes, Master!"

By evening, Zhong Xiaozhong returned with a reply, and the letter had been sent out.

After visiting the Bai residence and discussing the family business with his older brother and stepmother, Li Shangwen finally returned to the Zhong residence to deliver his response.

Xiaohuan saw him and quickly stepped forward with a smile. "Young Master Wen, your room is ready. Shall I lead you there now?"

Li Shangwen was momentarily stunned but quickly understood. He once again held Zhong Yan in high regard.

He had just been thinking about staying here with a thick-skinned request to his uncle.

"Thank you, Xiaohuan. Let me talk to my uncle first, and then you can take me there."

"Alright!"