As soon as Ye Qiu finished speaking, Zhao Degui and the others looked very ugly.
Zhao Degui, in particular, had a face that turned bright red.
"Young Master Ye... I am of the same generation as Li Xian, and he should call me elder brother. Should I kneel before his spirit tablet...?"
Zhao Degui hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
"It seems you prefer going to hell."
Ye Qiu made a move as if to attack.
Zhao Degui trembled with fright and hurriedly said, "Young Master Ye, I'll kneel, we'll kneel."
After speaking, Zhao Degui knelt down in front of the altar with a thud and began to kowtow.
Seeing that Zhao Degui had knelt down, the others followed suit, kowtowing one after another.
Ye Qiu watched indifferently, his face expressionless.
Li Shen and the others found it extremely satisfying to watch.
This is exactly the result they wanted!
A few minutes later, Zhao Degui and the others finished kowtowing and stood up, looking at Ye Qiu with trepidation.
"Young Master Ye...can we leave now?"
Zhao Degui asked cautiously.
"The Li family owes you three million, right? Give me your account number, and I'll transfer the money to you," Ye Qiu said calmly.
“Young Master Ye, there’s no rush. The money can be repaid slowly,” Zhao Degui said instinctively.
"I still have enough money to give a beggar. Tell me your account number, don't make me lose patience."
Ye Qiu glanced at Zhao Degui.
Zhao Degui dared not say anything more and gave his account number.
Ye Qiu transferred three million without hesitation.
After receiving the money, Zhao Degui cautiously said, "Young Master Ye, the money has been received. I'll write a settlement note for them."
"No need, get lost."
Ye Qiu waved his hand.
Ye Qiu didn't care about any settlement slips at all.
If Zhao Degui dares to bring people to demand a second time, he will be courting death; not even a god could save him.
Zhao Degui quickly led his men away, taking the corpses with him.
If someone dies, they won't dare utter a single word.
Because they all knew very well that someone who dared to kill even the prefect was far beyond their ability to fight.
"Thank you, Master."
Li Shen bowed respectfully.
"See? People need to be self-reliant, otherwise there will be plenty of people willing to kick you when you're down."
Ye Qiu said softly.
Li Shen nodded vigorously, deeply aware of the unpredictability of human nature.
"Ye Qiu, you've helped our family again."
Li Yuechan came to Ye Qiu's side, her bright eyes filled with tenderness.
"Ye Qiu, our family has no other choice but to let Yue Chan marry you. After all, you two were lovers before, and you look very well-matched now, a handsome man and a beautiful woman."
Han Ju said, half-jokingly and half-seriously.
Li Yuechan blushed and hurriedly looked nervously at Ye Qiu.
She was, of course, more than willing!
Ye Qiu said, "It's not appropriate to talk about this in front of Uncle Li's spirit tablet. Let's send Uncle Li up the mountain first, and we'll talk about it later."
"Alright, alright, I'll listen to Young Master Ye."
Li Zhendao.
The Li family continued to wait for their guests.
But the number of guests who came was truly very small.
Almost none of the close relatives and friends they usually kept in touch with came, but a dozen or so poor relatives that the Li family didn't usually pay much attention to came.
Ye Qiu was deeply moved, the coldness and warmth of human relationships vividly portrayed at this funeral.
That night, the entire Li family stayed with Li Shen in the mourning hall.
Ye Qiu was also present. Looking at Li Shen, whose eyes were red, Ye Qiu felt a pang of guilt and a sense of unease.
If it weren't for him, Li Xian would never have died.
Ultimately, however, the one who started all of this was the governor, who was also closely related to the Eight Desolations Map incident.
Everything was like a large net, like layers of fog, and Ye Qiu had to uncover it step by step.
"Yuechan, you take Young Master Ye to rest first. We'll keep watch here."
Han Ju said softly.
"I'm fine, I can stay with you," Ye Qiu said.
"Young Master Ye, we need to send your Uncle Li up the mountain tomorrow, and we may need you to take charge of the overall situation. It's late, you should go and get some rest."
Li Zhen hurriedly said.
"Alright then." Ye Qiu didn't refuse again.
Regardless, he was still an outsider, and it wasn't appropriate for him to stay and guard the mourning hall.
Li Yuechan led Ye Qiu to a bedroom.
Upon entering the bedroom, Ye Qiu sensed something was amiss.
The bedroom was filled with a pleasant fragrance and decorated in pink and purple, clearly a girl's room.
It wasn't until Ye Qiu glanced at a photo of himself and Li Yuechan from their university days on the bedside table that he realized this was Li Yuechan's boudoir.
"Yuechan, why did you bring me to your room?"
Ye Qiu was quite surprised.
Li Yuechan looked at Ye Qiu and whispered, "The other rooms are messy and haven't been cleaned up. You can sleep here with me. Don't be shy, I won't mind."
"That won't do. Take me to Li Shen's room," Ye Qiu said.
“Li Shen’s room is even messier, and it’s full of smoke. You’ll sleep here tonight,” Li Yuechan said.
"What if you get sleepy later?"
"I shouldn't be sleepy," Li Yuechan said. "If I get sleepy later, I can take care of it. We're at home, after all. Okay, you should go to sleep."
"All right."
Ye Qiu said no more.
A moment later, Ye Qiu got into the fragrant quilt.
Li Yuechan looked at Ye Qiu lying on her bed, covered with her blanket, and a captivating smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.
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