"Master, don't scare me. What will we do if you are gone?" The two young disciples were terrified and rushed forward, crying like mourners.

Qu Shanling stretched out his arms, as if he wanted something but couldn't say it.

"Master, we are here, we are all here." The young disciple held the master's hand and said with a sob.

"You are of no use. I want pork legs, pork legs." Qu Shanling caught his breath and cursed loudly.

Uh... the two disciples stopped crying at the same time. The master actually knew to ask for the pork leg. Does that mean everything is fine?

With this doubt in mind, the two disciples ran to the table at the same time and took the remaining pig leg. In addition to the pig leg, they also took the chicken legs and duck legs.

Qu Shanling didn't waste any words. He took the pork leg and started to chew it. While chewing, he laughed from time to time, looking very satisfied and proud.

Seeing how he ate, the two disciples knew that he was really fine. Although they were puzzled as to why he was fine after vomiting so much blood, they were still relieved.

Mu Hanyan recalled all the hand seals Qu Shanling had performed, comparing them to the Tianxin technique, confirming that there were no issues. This was only the first page of hand seals, so the corresponding technique was only a portion, but the combination of the two had already greatly increased her training speed.

Mu Hanyan was looking forward to it. Once she mastered all the hand gestures in the Star Fantasy Thousand Machine Art, how would her martial arts skills change?

"Master Qu, are you feeling better? If you are, let's continue." Mu Hanyan said to Qu Shanling with anticipation.

"What, more!" The pork leg in Qu Shanling's hand fell to the ground with a thud.

At this rate, not to mention a roasted suckling pig, even a roasted whole pig wouldn't be enough to sustain him.

"The way of astrology, like the way of cultivation, relies most on opportunity. You have just comprehended the hand seals on the first page. This is a good opportunity. If you follow the trend now, you will get twice the result with half the effort. If you miss the opportunity, your learning will be ineffective and you won't know how much blood you will bleed." Mu Hanyan shook his head with a look of charlatanism and began to teach tirelessly again.

"Oh, there's that theory..." Qu Shanling wasn't sure whether to believe her, but he knew one thing: any objection to Mu Dawanku's decision was futile. He was also very clear in his heart that after vomiting blood, he was not only fine, but seemed even stronger.

Therefore, the great charlatan Qu had no choice but to believe it. He licked the pig leg that was gnawed until only the big bones were left with great reluctance, stood up, wiped his hands, and handed the Xinghuan Qianji Jue to Mu Hanyan.

Mu Hanyan turned to the second page, concentrated her mind and looked inward, carefully comparing it with the astrological chart in her heart meridian, completing the astrological chart above, and returned it to Qu Shanling.

Although Qu Shanling looked pale, he was in good spirits. He read it carefully several times and thought about how to perform the hand seal.

After a few moves, he stopped and said to his disciples, "Go buy another roast suckling pig, a bigger one."

When he said this, his expression was resolute and tragic.

Not to mention the two young disciples had tears in their eyes, even Hua Yue, Zi Rong and others couldn't bear it, and Mu Nan also had a look of pity on his face.

It is said that a kind person cannot be good at business and a kind person cannot be a merciful commander. The business world is like a battlefield, and one must be ruthless when necessary.

They say women are used like men, and men are used like animals, but in the hands of the dandy Mu, they are worse than even horses and cattle. If you want a horse to run, you have to make it eat grass. Even the dandy Qu has to pay for his grass. But there's nothing he can do about it. He's a free laborer, and even more terrifying, his indenture is for twenty years.

Alas, poor old charlatan.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, it's really pitiful.

The old charlatan had cheated countless people in the first half of his life, and now his retribution had come. He was beaten up by Mu Hanyan with a tragic look on his face.

So it’s not that there is no retribution, it’s just that the time has not come yet.