Chapter 36 Chapter 36 "Meet the Penglai Sect Master."...
"Greetings, Master Penglai." The man who came out said tremblingly, "The one on the ground is..."
He hesitated for a while, and finally said slowly: "I am from Qingqiu."
The swordsman nodded, walked back to his previous position without changing his expression, and said gently: "Then please take the person back."
He sat back in his seat, sheathed his sword, and said to the crowd, "Who else has any comments?"
Everyone looked at each other, speechless for a moment, and shook their heads.
The sword bearer nodded, and said with satisfaction: "Since everyone has no objection, we can adjourn the meeting."
Everyone quickly stood up and prepared to leave.
Suddenly, a disciple rushed in from outside, his face full of panic, holding a blood-red letter in his hand and saying, "The Demon King has sent a letter!"
Everyone sat back down, their expressions shocked and serious.
An elder said to his disciple, "This is no joke. Do you understand? How can you be sure that this is a letter from the demon king?"
The disciple knelt down with a plop, trembling all over, and said, "I dare not lie. This was sent by a demon. The demon said that this is the letter from the demon king."
"Anything else to say?" Everyone focused their attention, watching and listening. It was still the elder asking the disciples the same question.
The disciple was trembling all over, his eyes full of panic, and he said, "The demon also said that the demon king said in person that this letter is for the Penglai Sect Master, please open it in person."
Everyone was stunned and looked at the swordsman who was still sitting at the top.
The sword bearer sat upright and asked seriously, "Are you sure you heard it clearly?"
The disciple nodded repeatedly and said, "I heard it clearly, that's it."
"Give me the letter." The sword bearer held out his hand to him.
The disciple quickly delivered the letter.
The sword bearer unfolded it and took a look.
The letter said: I heard a few days ago that a demon had injured a disciple of your clan, so I came to apologize. Tomorrow I will bring the demon to your clan and apologize in person. Please accept it.
The Sword Bearer read the letter and was in a good mood, but his face remained expressionless. He simply relayed the contents of the letter to everyone: "Tomorrow, the Demon King will bring the demons who have committed the crime to us to apologize."
Everyone was shocked and expressed disbelief.
"How could the Demon King come to us? He is so proud and arrogant, is it really possible for him to come to us? I don't believe it! This must be fake."
"He apologized to us? Could it be that he is just a weasel paying New Year's greeting to a chicken? He has ulterior motives? We must keep him out! Maybe he wants to take the opportunity to sneak in and find out some of our secrets!"
"He even brought the demon who made a mistake here. Isn't he provoking us? He knows very well that we don't like that demon! He brought him here to teach us a lesson! We must not let him come!"
After discussing for a while, everyone looked at the swordsman, waiting for his opinion.
The sword bearer sat up straight, his face serious and said: "This matter is of great importance and cannot be decided lightly, but I think we cannot just refuse."
Everyone asked why.
The Sword Bearer was rarely patient and explained to them, "Since they have sent the demon to deliver the letter, they must have made a decision and it is impossible to change it easily.
If we refuse now, he might get angry and send monsters to attack us, and we will be caught off guard.
Even if we are prepared and the battle takes place in our territory, although being familiar with the terrain is an advantage for us, if anything here is destroyed, we will be heartbroken. After the battle, it is us who have to clean up the place, while they leave after the fight, which is our disadvantage.
The conflict between the two tribes is no small matter, it is best to resolve it peacefully."
Everyone was silent and thought for a moment, but no one agreed or disagreed.
The Sword Bearer waited for them for a while, and seeing that they still didn't speak, he spoke again: "Since the letter says that you are here to apologize, wait until tomorrow to read it.
If they really apologize, we can try to establish a friendly relationship. Maybe we don't have to be wary of them anymore.
If they are fake, with so many of us, it won't be difficult to kill them on the spot. By then, the demons will be leaderless and we will have the advantage. It won't be too late to fight them later."
Everyone looked at each other and nodded slowly.
"In that case, let's listen to the Sect Master."
"I am willing to obey the orders of the sect master."
"I hope they really don't mean any harm, otherwise I'll have to chop them into pieces. There's no need to show them any mercy."
Everyone spoke one after another.
After listening to them, the Sword Bearer nodded and said to them, "Then please go back and prepare so that we can receive the Demon King and the demons who came to apologize tomorrow. We need to see what they are up to. Don't give them a chance to catch us."
Everyone said, "We must go back and prepare well."
"We won't bring shame to the lord."
"We will never let them find the wrong person."
The sword bearer nodded and said, "Let's adjourn."
Everyone left.
When the sword bearer was about to leave, he found that there was only one person left in the meeting place.
This person was none other than the young man who followed Whitebeard many years ago.
So many years have passed, he has practiced hard and has learned how to maintain his youthful appearance. He looks no different from what he did back then, but his strength has greatly increased.
Now, with his qualifications and seniority, he can already appear in the meetings convened by the sect leader and be mentioned on par with the elders. This shows the efforts he has made behind the scenes and his current strength.
"Do you have anything else to say?" The swordsman paused, walked towards him and asked.
The young man hesitated and asked the sword bearer, "You still want to see him, right?"
After saying this, Li Qinglian became very nervous and stared at the swordsman, as if trying to tell from his face what he was thinking, afraid of missing the slightest change.
The sword bearer lowered his eyes, blinked slowly, and whispered, "No."
He actually wanted to say, I have forgotten it long ago, but this statement was not credible. After all, before receiving the letter, he was still furious about Li Baili's matter.
Let’s not talk about it.
"Li Hanshuang, Li Hanshuang," Li Qinglian sighed and shook her head, just looking at him, her eyes were gentle and a little sad, and like a sharp sword that could see through people's hearts, she murmured to herself, "When will you let it go?"
Li Hanshuang didn't want to hear this, and frowned as he asked, "What exactly do you want to say?"
It was because they had known each other for so many years that Li Hanshuang could barely endure it. Otherwise, if it were someone else, it would be Li Hanshuang's turn to attack with a sword.
He is not a good-tempered person.
What's more, they have such high military power.
It doesn’t make sense that you should suffer when you can’t beat others. You should still suffer when you can beat others, right?
Li Hanshuang has always been like this.
Li Qinglian didn't expect him to change, but she felt helpless about his current situation and wanted to persuade him, so she said, "If you had been stubborn and didn't join Penglai, it would be your own business and no one else could interfere."
Li Qinglian sighed: "But, you are now the leader of Penglai Sect. You cannot fail to be responsible for Penglai Sect, and you cannot fail to be responsible for all the disciples of Penglai Sect. You have a heavy burden on your shoulders."
Li Hanshuang frowned slightly, and as he listened, he finally understood what he meant.
What Li Qinglian meant was that their identities were too different now, so it was best not to get together to avoid arousing suspicion. Otherwise, when everyone got angry, they would not care about their identities.
Li Hanshuang almost wanted to laugh. If he wanted to meet, there would be a time to meet, either away from the eyes and ears of others or openly.
Others didn't know that he had met her, so naturally they couldn't say anything. But if others had something to say when he met her openly, it wouldn't be his fault.
After all, the mouth is on someone else's body, so he can only control what he can, and as for what he can't control, that's all he can do.
We can't let him care about what others say all day long, right? That would be too tiring and too idle. He really doesn't want to do it.
Even if we don't mention these, if others really want to do something to him, they have to consider whether they are qualified. The only one in the world who can beat Li Hanshuang is Li Baili.
The only one who can beat Li Baili is Li Hanshuang.
How could they take ordinary people seriously?
Not to mention that ordinary people cannot beat Li Baili or Li Hanshuang in a one-on-one fight. Even if ordinary people attack them in groups, they are no match for Li Baili or Li Hanshuang. Even if they are left with one hand, they still cannot win. There is nothing to worry about.
The more Li Hanshuang thought about it, the more he wanted to laugh, and he shook his head.
However, thanks to his years of hard work in practicing his facial paralysis technique, his face is still calm, as if he heard nothing and had no emotions at all.
Li Qinglian looked at Li Hanshuang's icy face, which had not changed much over the years, and sighed. He felt helpless and had a headache, and couldn't help asking, "Did you not listen to what I said just now?"
Li Qinglian did not wait for an answer, but shook his head and said very bluntly, as if to add, "As the leader of Penglai Sect, you cannot be too close to the Demon King of Demon Island. This is a matter of principle and what everyone cares about the most. You cannot ignore it."
Li Hanshuang nodded, having no opinion on these words, and said calmly: "I know."
He meets Li Baili every night.
It has never been discovered.
Let others care if they want to.
Anyway, they know nothing and can't do anything.
Li Hanshuang wouldn't take them to heart.
As long as it has not been discovered by anyone, it is the same as if he has never done it.
If they had the guts to dig up the evidence and accuse him of meeting the Demon King every night, maybe he would admit that he did it?
Oh.
At worst, I can go and seek refuge with Li Baili.
Li Baili would definitely not turn him away.
What's more, no one will be able to discover it under the cover of the system.
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