As soon as Li Chang'an finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck down, and the sky began to rumble.

Qiao Feng dropped his chopsticks to the ground. He stared dumbfounded at the divine disciple before him, feeling that his so-called ideals and ambitions were nothing but a joke.

It's too small; the scope is too narrow.

While I was still sighing and lamenting about my background, feeling like I couldn't get over this hurdle.

This disciple of the immortals had long since transcended race and nation.

While I was still struggling with my origins, others were thinking about unifying the world.

If we can't solve the racial problem, then let's just have racial integration.

Looking to the future, all ethnic groups under heaven will be one family.

Qiao Feng felt that the world before him suddenly opened up, and all the influence and knots in his heart caused by his identity disappeared.

He felt that what was sitting in front of him was not a person, but a high mountain and a vast, unfathomable sea.

Qiao Feng knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said.

"I, Qiao, am willing to serve you, my lord. As long as there is peace in the world and the nation is unified, I am willing to go through fire and water without hesitation."

Li Chang'an helped Qiao Feng up: "Brother Qiao, you're too kind. We all share the same dream, so there's no distinction between superiors and inferiors."

"What do you mean by 'marquis'? From now on, we can discuss everything together."

Upon hearing this, Luo Yang couldn't help but roll his eyes.

If something really happens, we'll listen to you completely and discuss things together. That's only good for fooling a stupid kid like Miao Qingqing.

Seeing the state of Luoyang, Li Chang'an took out a belt from his backpack: "What, you have a problem with that?"

Luoyang: "No, I just think that what the Marquis said is right."

Qiao Feng sat in his chair, looked at Murong Hongxue, and couldn't help but take a sip of wine before asking, "But the hatred between the Liao and Han people over so many years can't be resolved so easily."

Li Chang'an frowned as well: "That's right, so even though I have unparalleled abilities, I can't solve these problems immediately. It will take time to clean them up."

In his previous life, Li Chang'an had been to the North and experienced their hospitality. A simple "Brother, you're so hospitable!" could make most Northerners smile and offer their help.

If you lose your money and just randomly pick a restaurant to order something to eat, and the owner doesn't make you burp before leaving, then you're definitely not a true northerner.

I'm disoriented and want to ask for directions.

If you call someone "brother," they won't give you directions; they'll just drive you there. If you offer them money, they'll think you're insulting them.

So if we're talking about hatred, Li Chang'an has absolutely no hatred towards him.

In this world, Li Chang'an harbors a deep hatred for only one race: Japan.

Once the ship is built, he will immediately lead his men there. At that time, he will not only kill all the people on the island, but he will also shake the yolks off the eggs and dig out the earthworms in the ground and chop them vertically.

After that, Li Chang'an wanted to make every insect or ant on the island eat Miss Qiu.

Otherwise, I would be letting down my ancestors, my fellow countrymen, and the rewards the system has given me.

Looking at the lightning and thunder in the sky, with dark clouds gathering, Li Chang'an smiled and said to Qiao Feng, "Where there's a will, there's a way. As long as Brother Qiao is willing to unite as one, sooner or later, everyone in the world will be proud to be a citizen of the Ming Dynasty."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Feng felt he should drink a large cup of wine.

Dissatisfied with the wine cup, he grabbed the jar and drank it all in one gulp: "In this life, I am willing to serve the Marquis."

As the food was served, Li Chang'an and Qiao Feng continued to exchange toasts and discuss intelligence about the Liao Kingdom.

"The Liao Kingdom is similar to the Ming Dynasty, with rampant corruption and the people suffering immensely. The current Liao emperor is unable to control his Khan and can only let them run rampant."

"Some evil sects have also emerged in the martial arts world, such as the Moon Worship Sect, the Eight Gods Sect, the Heavenly Fire Sect, and the Flying Heaven Sect,"

"And the Liao Kingdom's experts were also unwilling to associate with the imperial court's forces, so the entire Liao Kingdom was like a pile of loose sand."

"The most powerful and threatening country right now is actually the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Don't be fooled by their current weakness; they are waiting for the Ming Dynasty and the Liao Dynasty to weaken each other so they can reap the benefits."

After a few jugs of wine, Qiao Feng told everything he knew, then hugged the jug and cried, pouring out his grievances.

A man in his thirties cried like a child.

Luo Yang rolled his eyes at the sight, and couldn't help but think to himself: "What a loser. If you can drink, then drink. If you can't, then sit at the same table as the kids. That way you won't embarrass yourself by drinking too much."

It wasn't until Qiao Feng was lying on the ground performing his drunken boxing routine that Li Chang'an had someone help him down to rest.

Inside the hall, only Luo Yang was sitting on a chair eating sunflower seeds, watching Su Xiao, her face flushed, sitting in her master's lap and acting coquettishly.

"Master."

"well!"

"Master."

"well!"

Luo Yang watched as the two masters and disciples sat in chairs, responding to each other, while raindrops fell from the sky, gradually increasing in intensity.

"It's raining!" Luo Yang couldn't help but exclaim. "Spring rain is as precious as oil. It hasn't rained in the capital for several months. It's finally raining today."

"Now the people don't have to worry about drought anymore."

Luoyang was somewhat happy, reaching out to catch the raindrops falling from the sky.

She didn't notice that Li Chang'an's expression behind her was becoming increasingly gloomy.

Just now, when Luo Yang was speaking, the system in his mind beeped.

"Beep, hidden mission unlocking - flood relief."

"A long drought has finally given way to rain—after three months of drought in the capital, the capital has not seen a drop of rain. This rare rainfall is expected to last for a full six months. Please prepare for flood prevention and control, and provide medical assistance to those displaced by the floods."

"Reward: 99+ blank sheets of paper; Special reward: A Happy House for Oxen and Horses."

"The Happy House of Cattle and Horses - producing a pair of calves and horses every minute. They are genetically modified breeds that do not feel tired or resist their employers. They will selflessly dedicate themselves, work until they die, and then be grateful to their employers for giving them a job."

The famous five-star general MacArthur once commented: "Oxen have great endurance and strength," but they are slow and inefficient. Horses are efficient and can work, but they have poor endurance and need to stop and rest after working for a while.

So I wondered, is there any kind of animal in this world that has low requirements, eats little, lives poorly, is hardworking, efficient, doesn't rest, has a good temper, and can even heal itself when it gets sick?

I thought about it for a whole day, but I couldn't think of any animal that could meet those conditions, until many years later, when I saw the mirror.