He watched Li Xi's figure gradually disappear into the distance, a cold smile playing on his lips.
As he had heard, this man was no ordinary person, but he knew that this young master would not be easily refused.
"Since you are unwilling to take me in, I will find my own place to rest," the man said calmly, then turned and left.
However, just as he turned around, the sky suddenly changed, thunder rumbled, and rain poured down. The rain relentlessly soaked the man, leaving him completely drenched.
For Li Xi, a few taels of silver was considered a good deed for the day. If he accumulated good deeds in his lifetime, he should not die suddenly for no reason in this life.
Seeing that Li Xi was ignoring him completely, the young man had no choice but to leave.
Back at Tingfeng Courtyard, dinner was already prepared.
For the past few days, hot pot has become the staple food, and everyone's appetite has become somewhat fatigued, so tonight they chose a lighter dish.
Meng Zhelan suggested to her father, "Dad, try my specially made nourishing medicinal hot pot base. What do you think? I think it has a very good nourishing effect and can strengthen the body. Perhaps it can be a new choice for our future dietary supplements."
After tasting it, Meng Zhong nodded in satisfaction, "This health-preserving hot pot base is indeed delicious, and I believe our guests will love it."
Meng Zhelan asked with slight worry, "Father, I'm still a little worried about the combination of these medicinal herbs. Could there be any problems?"
Meng Zhong smiled and replied, "Lan'er, your understanding of pharmacology far surpasses mine. I trust your judgment and skills, so there's nothing to worry about."
"It's better to be cautious. After all, we run a restaurant, and a slight mistake could ruin our reputation. Father, you work in the Imperial Hospital and have a lot of experience. Do you have any better suggestions?"
Meng Zhelan believes that only by pooling wisdom can "La Xian Guo" be better managed.
"Godfather, Lan'er's words make a lot of sense. You often associate with important people, so you must have accumulated a lot of valuable experience." Li Xi had no doubt about the wisdom and skills of ancient Chinese medicine, and believed that his godfather's medical knowledge and experience were invaluable for opening a restaurant.
"Alright, I happen to have a day off tomorrow. I'll go with you guys to check out Spicy Hot Pot." Meng Zhong always doted on his three daughters, so naturally he wouldn't refuse them.
In another corner, the young man found a place to rest at a nearby inn. Soon after, an ordinary-looking man entered his room. "Messenger of the gods."
"The intelligence you've gathered is completely different from the actual situation; he's not fooled at all." The young man was quite confident in his acting skills.
"My lord, the information I gathered earlier is indeed accurate. I was not mistaken," the man replied humbly, thinking to himself, "Perhaps your acting wasn't good enough, and you were seen through."
"Let me see it." The young man took the information and began to examine it carefully.
He was toying with a jade pendant in his hand, which Zhao Kuang and his companions had brought back a year ago. In that year, they had consulted many talented individuals, but none of them could decipher the pendant's mystery.
Therefore, the leader sent Zhao Kuang to capture Li Xi, but unexpectedly, even Zhao Kuang disappeared.
His master's plan was about to enter a crucial stage, and this was a good opportunity for him to prove himself to his master.
"How about this, tomorrow you arrange for a few people..." The young man decided to try a different approach to get closer to Li Xi.
Yinxian Villa, located on the outskirts of Beijing, is a mysterious and solemn place.
Deep in the mountains and forests, with clear springs gurgling, stands an ancient building—the residence of the manor owner.
The manor lord was quite famous in the martial arts world, but his identity remained a mystery. Some said he was an important official in the imperial court, while others said he was a reclusive master in the martial arts world.
However, regardless of outside speculation, the owner of the manor never revealed his true identity, but lived a carefree life in the deep mountains.
On this day, a messenger dressed in a red robe visited the Hermitage. She held a symbol of the Red Lotus Cult to identify herself.
The messenger relayed the Red Lotus Sect's request to the manor lord, hoping to obtain his assistance in completing a crucial task.
The manor lord did not immediately agree, but calmly asked, "What reward can I get for helping you?"
The envoy was genuinely surprised that the manor lord would ask such a question, because in the martial arts world, the Red Lotus Sect has always had a very high level of influence.
"This..." The envoy was clearly surprised that the manor lord would ask her so directly, and for a moment she didn't know how to answer.
She thought to herself that this manor lord was indeed extraordinary; unlike the others who were terrified by the Red Lotus Sect, he hadn't agreed immediately.
But this is good, because being able to negotiate terms means there's still room for discussion.
After a moment's thought, the envoy replied, "Our Red Lotus Sect has always been clear about gratitude and resentment. As long as the manor lord can assist us in completing this mission, our sect leader promises to give the manor lord an extremely generous reward."
"Oh?" The manor lord seemed intrigued by the messenger's reply. "What kind of generous reward is that?"
The envoy was overjoyed; it seemed there was hope! So she cautiously replied, "The specific reward will need to be determined after meeting the leader, but I can assure you that this reward will definitely not disappoint you, Master."
The manor owner said solemnly, "You haven't even mentioned what kind of reward you'll give me, how can you be sure you won't disappoint me?"
The envoy was taken aback; she hadn't expected the manor lord to be so straightforward.
Taking a deep breath, he replied, "Our Red Lotus Sect can provide you with countless treasures of gold and silver, making you the richest person in the martial arts world."
The manor lord smiled slightly, a cunning glint in his eyes. "I have no shortage of gold and silver treasures. What I need is something that can ensure the safety of myself and my family forever."
The envoy's heart tightened; she understood what the manor lord meant by "ensuring eternal safety." This would require the Red Lotus Sect to pay a heavy price, and might even affect their standing in the martial arts world.
She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Master, your request is a bit excessive. We need to consider it."
The manor owner nodded and said nothing more. He picked up his teacup, slowly took a sip, and his eyes revealed a profound wisdom.
The messenger was silent for a moment, then said, "Master, our Red Lotus Sect has a suggestion. We can give you a special poison that can instantly kill your enemies without leaving any trace. This will certainly be very useful to you."
The manor owner put down his teacup and said calmly, "This kind of poison sounds useful, but that's not what I need. What I need is something that will allow me to live in peace."
"This seems to involve too much scope. Perhaps you should discuss it directly with our leader. If it can be arranged, we can set off tomorrow."
The envoy said firmly that she was convinced she had made enough concessions and that the other party could not possibly refuse.
If this mission succeeds, it will undoubtedly bring down that arrogant divine messenger and make her the divine messenger.
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