Chapter 47 Chapter 47 Li Hanshuang laughed: "...
Li Hanshuang laughed: "Is there anything in the world that the Demon Island Master would not dare to do?"
Li Baili picked up the demon next to her, just like picking up a vegetable when buying vegetables, and said lightly and disdainfully: "I want to suffer your cold stare again? I don't have that much free time!"
"How about this," Li Hanshuang had never been so polite before, "How about you stay here for two days? I will personally apologize to you."
The people around him widened their eyes, and someone immediately shouted, "No!"
Li Hanshuang looked at them and asked, "What's going on?"
They looked at each other and said anxiously, "How can the owner of the Demon Island stay in Penglai Island?
If others knew about this, they would think we had something shameful to discuss! Otherwise, how come we couldn’t finish discussing it in one day and had to stay until the evening, or even several nights?”
Li Qinglian's expression was a little strange.
Although we are all blind, we can still speak to the point.
It's fine to talk about things during the day, but I've never heard of talking about things at night, and talking about them for several nights. Are you talking about things? I don't even want to talk about you.
Li Hanshuang seemed to be in a good mood, but his eyes were still cold. He smiled and said, "Isn't the contract our commonality? The contract is aboveboard, you can just show it to them!
If they have objections to the contract, that is, to peace, I will find a way to destroy them, so you don’t have to worry. Anyone who dares to provoke a dispute must die.”
Li Baihe sneered: "Since you haven't reached an agreement, I'd better leave first, lest something happens and be blamed on me. I dare not admit it. Then I will become the one who stirs up the dispute. What should I do?"
"Well," Li Hanshuang said expressionlessly, "Today's meeting ends here. You can leave now."
Li Baili nodded, took a step to the side, and immediately disappeared from the meeting room with the demon in his hand.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to talk about it, but before they opened their mouths, they suddenly remembered that there was Li Hanshuang sitting up there, so they stopped talking.
Li Hanshuang stood up and said, "Everyone, please disperse. Today's meeting is over."
The group of people immediately scattered like birds and beasts.
Li Qinglian stood up, glanced at the sky, felt it was getting late, and prepared to go visit White Beard.
Li Hanshuang threw him a bottle of medicine: "Take it."
Li Qinglian took the bottle and asked hesitantly, "Shall I take it to my master?"
"Who else could it be except him? You are not injured." Li Hanshuang stood in the distance, looking at him coldly.
Li Qinglian put the bottle away and suggested to Li Hanshuang, "Why don't you come with me? I'm going to visit him soon. According to the time, he should wake up soon. If he doesn't wake up, I want you to take a look. After all, you were the one who sent him in."
Li Hanshuang sneered: "He may not want to see me!"
Li Qinglian smiled and said, "He really doesn't want to see you, but he's not awake yet, so why should we care? It's more important to wake him up than whether he hates this."
"In that case," Li Hanshuang took two steps with a cold face, "Then I'll go with you."
Li Qinglian nodded, turned and walked out of the meeting room.
They arrived at the treatment center and saw Whitebeard lying on the bed with his eyes closed, who had not yet woken up.
Li Qinglian sat on the edge of the bed and sighed.
Li Hanshuang glanced at the time and said, "It's still early. It's normal for him not to wake up before the whole day. I was worried that the meeting would be too long and he would wake up early and cause trouble, so I deliberately extended the time."
"Prolong his coma? Then how long should he sleep?" Li Qinglian turned around and asked.
Li Hanshuang glanced outside: "Right away."
Before he finished speaking, White Beard coughed and opened his eyes. He saw Li Hanshuang standing next to him. His face immediately turned red and he pointed at the door and cursed, "Get out!"
Li Hanshuang nodded and said to Li Qinglian, "I'm leaving."
Whitebeard slapped the bed and shouted, "Get out, get out, get out!"
Li Hanshuang walked away.
Whitebeard stopped suddenly.
Li Qinglian took out the medicine, handed it to Whitebeard and said, "You just woke up and you are not well yet. Would you like to take some medicine?"
Whitebeard took it and put it into his mouth to eat. His face changed and he asked, "Isn't this the medicine prescribed by the doctor?"
Li Qinglian nodded: "This is for you from the one who just left."
Whitebeard sneered: "He is just like a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken!"
Li Qinglian raised her eyebrows: "You mean, you have turned into a chicken now?"
Whitebeard sneered: "You just love to talk nonsense!"
Li Qinglian sighed: "Didn't you really want him to be here before?"
Whitebeard slapped the bed and said, "How many years ago was that? I only heard stories about the Sword Immortal before, but I didn't know he was like this! I just hoped that Penglai had a Sword Immortal who could serve as a facade and a backer. I never thought he was like this!"
Li Qinglian shook his head: "He can now be a face and a backer. No one dares to underestimate Penglai now, and no one dares to think that Penglai has no backers.
Didn’t your original idea come true? If it did, why are you sad? If it didn’t, how come you couldn’t get rid of him?”
Whitebeard sighed and laughed in a trance: "You are right. He has indeed made me realize my original idea, but I still hate him."
Whitebeard paused, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he said sadly: "His character is too straightforward. He doesn't know how to be tactful and doesn't bother to flatter others. If he continues like this, he will suffer a great loss sooner or later."
As he spoke, an indignant expression appeared on Whitebeard's face. His pale face gradually turned red, and his voice became louder and louder: "In fact, it's nothing for him to be a sword with his temperament. But he sat in such a high position, why didn't he know to pay attention?"
A frowning nurse came in from outside: "Excuse me, there are other patients outside, please don't make loud noises."
Whitebeard's voice suddenly stopped, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.
Li Qinglian quickly stood up and said with a smile: "I already know, thank you."
The nurse nodded and turned away.
Li Qinglian poured another glass of water, handed it to Whitebeard and said, "Drink some water to moisten your throat. You've been unconscious for a whole day."
Whitebeard drank the water, snorted and said, "You only remember to pour water for me now. Why didn't you block his sword for me when he came at me before?"
Li Qinglian put the cup aside and couldn't help laughing: "I know he won't kill me. What's more, if he really wants to do something, is there anyone who can stop him?
None of us can beat him, and if I try to stop him, we will both faint. I think you would still like to know the content of today's meeting."
Whitebeard coughed dryly, his expression a little uneasy, and he asked curiously: "So what was discussed in today's meeting?"
Li Qinglian was silent for a while and then told the content of the meeting.
Whitebeard raised his eyebrows. He sensed something subtle in his story and asked Li Qinglian, "Are you sure about this?"
Li Qinglian nodded: "That's right."
Whitebeard was lying on the bed, and he laughed: "That sounds really interesting."
Li Qinglian was sitting next to him and couldn't help asking, "What's so interesting about it?"
Whitebeard raised his hand and pointed in the air: "It's calm on the surface, but it's turbulent underneath. I'm a little gloating. Let him run rampant normally, now it's all right, right?
"I hit a wall! Does he have the guts to do to the Demon Island Master what he did to me? If he really dared to do that, the other party would have fought him right away! And there's a real chance that he wouldn't lose!"
Li Qinglian sighed, feeling somewhat helpless: "How old are you and still bothering with him? If he suffers a loss, what good will it do us? After all, he is still the leader of Penglai Sect!"
Whitebeard laughed and said, "I know that the leader of Penglai Sect and Penglai will rise and fall together, but he and I are not like that, so it doesn't stop me from laughing at him! I can laugh no matter how old I am!"
Li Qinglian nodded and said helplessly: "You are right!"
After Whitebeard finished laughing, Li Qinglian asked tentatively: "What do you think of the owner of the Demon Island?"
Whitebeard smiled and said, "Since you have been humiliated many times and still have such a good attitude, you left as soon as you said you would, and you didn't insist on staying. You just followed our lead. Either you have a big conspiracy and will not give up until you achieve your goal, or you are sincerely seeking peace. In that case, there is no need to worry."
Li Qinglian raised an eyebrow: "What if there is a conspiracy?"
Whitebeard sneered and said, "Just counter his moves. Anyway, we have someone who can really fight him. At times like this, we know the benefits of having a sword master."
Li Qinglian couldn't help but laugh and said, "You mean, we still have to rely on the Sect Master at this time?"
Whitebeard rolled his eyes: "Why else would I go to all the trouble to get him in here?"
Li Qinglian shook his head: "At the beginning, we all agreed to let him be the leader after the meeting. No one is to blame."
Whitebeard snorted, "So if you have any opinions about him, you deserve it."
Li Qinglian smiled and said, "It's not a rough statement, but it's a little too rough."
Whitebeard didn't care: "I am old, senior and have status. Even if they are not satisfied, they can't come to me."
"What if the owner of Demon Island really wants to live here?" Li Qinglian asked tentatively.
"You can stay here or not, as if we can express any opinions." White Beard couldn't help shaking his head, "But if you really ask me, I can also express my opinion."
Whitebeard paused, his expression gradually becoming complicated, as if a red and blue liquid had been spilled and formed a mixture, floating on his face: "It is actually very easy for the owner of the Demon Island to come and go here.
I thought the reason why he didn't come now was because he saw that there was a sword master here, and if he came in he might be discovered, which would be troublesome and embarrassing, so he didn't come.
If he really wants to live here, I'd admire his courage."
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