Chapter 224: My Lord is Drunk [Requesting Monthly Tickets]

Do these two know each other?

The crowd's curious gazes then turned to the scholar in the black robe. They hadn't expected that a mere right-hand man of such a small power would know the new leader's confidant. Judging from the scholar's reaction, this "Qi Yuanliang" seemed to be someone of importance…

Human beings are inherently inclined to join in the fun and be a spectator.

Everyone immediately became interested in watching.

The scholar in the black robe turned pale and then red, his eyes filled with hatred as he looked at Qi Shan as if he wanted to tear him apart alive. He gave a stiff retort.

"Who is your Brother Qin!"

Gu Chi chuckled inwardly: [She's not well-liked.]

Qi Shan sneered: "Your reputation is so good?"

It's one thing for others to laugh, but what right does Gu Chi have to?

Don't laugh at the pig for being black; they're all the same size.

The scholar in the black robe leaned closer to the new leader and whispered, "My lord, this man is none other than the 'infamous' 'scheming' Qi Yuanliang. He once traveled to various countries under several different names, and was subsequently hunted down and wanted. I never expected him to have fled here and dare to show his true form!"

The new alliance leader exclaimed in surprise, "What? He's the one plotting this?"

He kept a close eye on external events, especially news from the northwestern kingdoms, so naturally he didn't miss Qi Shan, this eccentric fellow. Although he didn't know the details, he could glean some information just from the fact that Qi Shan was wanted...

He's definitely an extraordinary person you shouldn't mess with!

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze towards Qi Shan carried a hint of wariness, as if he wanted to avoid the conversation. Everyone was also closely watching the dialogue between the new alliance leader and the scholar in black robes, and for a moment, people were restless, each with their own thoughts. Qi Shan, who was the focus of everyone's attention, smiled but remained silent.

Sigh, does anyone believe him when he says he's not that scary?

However, quite a few lords did indeed die.

Gu Chi chuckled inwardly upon hearing this.

What did that guy say, "You still dare to show your true colors to others?"

hehe--

If this is Qi Shan's true nature, then his name should be written backwards!

This fellow's disguise was exquisite, and given that the scholars of Wenxin were always cunning and adept at the art of nested dolls, it was impossible for them to easily reveal their true colors. Gu Chi was more inclined to believe that Qi Shan's current appearance was also part of his disguise.

It's just that this disguise has been used for a long time.

The scholar in the black robe said confidently, "It's him, I can't be mistaken!"

The new leader of the alliance gasped.

He even took a step back in full view of everyone!

He! Actually! Stepped! Back!

Qi Shan: "..."

The crowd became even more puzzled.

What's the background of this "evil plot"?

How come I've never heard of it?

Heh, that's only natural. Qi Shan harms other countries' powers; where did these frogs in a well hear of Qi Shan's tarnished reputation? They're lucky if they can even find out who their own country's famous figures and rising stars are…

Gu Chi watched this scene and secretly felt fortunate.

Fortunately, I managed to keep my disguise intact.

Otherwise, Qi Shan will be watching the show.

The melons from other people's fields are still the most fragrant and crisp.

Qi Shan caught a glimpse of the gloating on his face and rolled his eyes inwardly. He didn't need to use his word-speech ability to read Gu Chi's mind to know what this guy was thinking. If you walk by the river long enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet sooner or later! Just as Qi Shan was about to speak, the drunken Shen Tang woke up.

She opened her eyes without warning.

Several people who happened to make eye contact with her were startled.

Shen Tang regained her footing, and Qi Shan was the first to notice.

As expected, Shen Tang's expression was slightly indifferent, her gaze cold, and her demeanor completely different from that of the previously witty and talkative young master Shen. She glanced indifferently at everyone and asked, "Have you all finished discussing the strategy to repel the enemy?"

The new leader replied, "Not yet."

Shen Tang scoffed: "Not yet?"

The new leader realized that Shen Tang's condition was not quite right.

Because of the sarcastic tone in her words, the outspoken man couldn't hold back any longer and retorted sharply, "What do you mean by that? Besides, aren't you drunk? You little brat, daring to play tricks on us, it's truly hateful!"

The man who spoke had a leopard-like head and piercing eyes, and his voice was as loud as a bell; if you were close enough, your ears would ring, and even a timid child would cry after hearing just a few words from him. Shen Tang remained indifferent, only slightly turning his eyes to glance at him sideways.

The man said, "What kind of look is that?"

Shen Tang didn't want to answer.

Qi Shan explained, "My lord is drunk."

The man interrupted sharply, "Nonsense! He seems perfectly sober; there's not a trace of drunkenness in him. Don't you have an explanation?"

The blood oath is a very solemn ceremony.

Shen Tang's outburst was somewhat of an ominous sign.

His shout drew everyone's attention away from "who this evil schemer is," and even the new leader was curious. Qi Shan was clearly loyal to this kid, so what was so special about him?

No matter how you look at it, this young man named "Chen Tang" is nothing compared to Qi Shan's former lord, except for his outstanding appearance.

Why should he gain the favor of Qi Shan, who is accused of "evil schemes"?

Qi Shan said, "This is how my lord looks when he's drunk."

That was all he had to say.

Clearly, this outspoken fellow didn't believe or accept Qi Shan's explanation, and was even more annoyed by the contemptuous look Shen Tang had given him earlier. That look was like that of a high and mighty deity looking down upon the mortal world, making him inexplicably disgusted and repulsed.

Shen Tang raised her hand and gestured for Qi Shan to leave.

Qi Shan clasped his hands in a gesture of respect and took a step back.

The scholar in the black shirt stared wide-eyed.

This...this is Qi Yuanliang???

Before he could think further, Shen Tang asked the troublemaker in a detached tone, "How do you intend to explain this? Or, what kind of explanation do you want to hear?"

She gave him a glance, almost as if it were a favor, but those round, lovely almond-shaped eyes held a chilling coldness that sent shivers down one's spine. Ironically, she was too young, and when others looked down on her, they felt a strange sense of confidence and illusion.

What illusion?

That is, Shen Tang is as easy to bully as she is tall.

As tensions escalated, the new alliance leader stepped in to smooth things over, and Gu Ren also tried to mediate. However, Shen Tang's gaze seemed to have stepped on his weakness, showing no respect even to the new alliance leader. Yet, he still retained some rationality, not forgetting to involve everyone else in his attack.

"This isn't an explanation for me, it's an explanation for all the heroes present!"

Shen Tang frowned impatiently: "And then?"

The man said, “This proves you are qualified to stand here. Otherwise—your behavior is simply a deliberate mockery of us! A blood oath is a solemn occasion, how can we allow a brat like you to act so arrogantly! What do you all say, is this the truth?”

Shen Tang lowered her eyes and thought for a moment.

She said, "Yes, you make a lot of sense."

Upon hearing Shen Tang's words, the man thought that Shen Tang had no other choice and was giving up. Just as he was about to laugh, he saw a flash of white light and a cold sword light pressed against his throat. The hair on his body stood on end instantly, and cold sweat broke out uncontrollably.

Looking along the blade.

She said, "Obviously, I am more qualified than you."

_(:з)∠)_

I simply can't come up with the last 500 words.

I'll just post 2,000 words first, and I'll post the remaining 1,500 during the day...

P.S.: It's not that I don't want to keep writing, it's just that my cat needs to sleep (he loves to occupy my chair when he sleeps, and he grumbles at me for a while every time I try to write). He's been grumbling at me (I'm so upset, half of my Double Twelve expenses went to him!), and I'm worried about the neighbors complaining, so I'm going to sleep now.

(End of this chapter)