In response to Qu Feiyan's question, Chu Qinghe lazily replied, "Otherwise what?"
Hearing Chu Qinghe's response, Qu Feiyan was speechless.
Having been away from home for so long, Qu Feiyan has met quite a few martial artists.
But no one has ever been as steady as Chu Qinghe.
Whenever something happens, the first thing I do is plan ahead.
As if knowing what Qu Feiyan was thinking, Chu Qinghe said calmly, "Take note. Unless you become strong enough to easily handle any trouble in the future, even if you are a Grandmaster or even a Celestial Realm martial artist, you have to be careful to live longer."
The reason why smart people are perceived as smart is not because they have high intelligence, but because they know how to assess situations and plan ahead.
As the saying goes, "A wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall." If you feel that a wall is dangerous, why not just stay away from it?
This is why Chu Qinghe always makes preparations as soon as he notices something is wrong.
Whether it was when he faced Tian Boguang before, or when he faced Wuhen Gongzi yesterday.
Trouble often stems from the fear of inconvenience and the inaction to make preparations beforehand.
The more preparation you do beforehand, the fewer problems you will encounter.
It's all about who gets the first move.
After all, you only have one life. If you don't cherish it, you can't blame the King of Hell for knocking on your door.
"Yue Buqun of the Huashan Sect has arrived!"
At that moment, another loud voice rang out from the gate of the Liu residence.
Upon hearing the words "Huashan Sect," Chu Qinghe's gaze was immediately drawn to them.
Looking into the distance, Chu Qinghe also saw a group of more than a dozen people.
The leader looked to be in his forties, with a thick beard, a handsome face, and an upright demeanor. He wore a light robe and a loose belt, and waved a folding fan in his right hand, looking quite dashing.
He was Yue Buqun, nicknamed "Gentleman Sword," and the head of the Qi Sect of Mount Hua, whose cultivation had reached the perfection of the Innate Realm.
As if noticing Chu Qinghe's interested expression, Xiao Zhao followed his gaze and looked at Yue Buqun and the other Huashan Sect members who were walking into the inner hall.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Zhao asked, "Does the young master know the Sect Leader Yue of the Huashan Sect?"
Chu Qinghe shook his head and said, "I've heard of it, but this is the first time I've seen it."
As he spoke, Chu Qinghe shifted his gaze to the head-up disciple standing proudly behind Yue Buqun.
If there are no surprises, it should be this traitor from Mount Hua, Linghu Chong.
As if he had thought of something, Chu Qinghe gently shook his head and looked at Yue Buqun, who was smiling and talking with others in the inner hall. A hint of sorrow appeared in his eyes.
"A hypocrite has met an ingrate. Yue Buqun and the Qi Sect of Huashan are really unlucky."
However, just then, as if sensing something, Chu Qinghe slowly turned his head.
As Chu Qinghe's gaze shifted, he saw several martial artists dressed as deputy disciples of the Songshan Sect rapidly approaching from a distance.
Then, as Chu Qinghe scanned the surroundings, he discovered that, in addition to the few people he had just seen, there were nearly a hundred Songshan disciples rapidly approaching Liu Zhengfeng's house from different locations in the city.
"Look! Trouble is here!"
The sudden sound drew the attention of the two women sitting on the rooftop.
At Chu Qinghe's signal, Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan also noticed the Songshan Sect disciples who were closing in on Liu Zhengfeng's house.
Gradually, as time went by, by noon, the ceremony of washing hands in the golden basin had begun in Liu Zhengfeng's mansion.
As the ceremony began, some disciples of the Songshan Sect had already crossed into the backyard of Liu Zhengfeng's residence.
However, just as these disciples of the Songshan Sect began to take action, Chu Qinghe, who was on the rooftop, did not focus his attention on Liu Zhengfeng's house, but continued to look at Nanyue City from his high position.
A moment later, not noticing anything amiss, Chu Qinghe frowned slightly.
Is that all?
After scanning his surroundings to no avail, Chu Qinghe frowned slightly, and then his interest waned.
After a hundred breaths, as the three observed, following those who rushed into the backyard, another group of Songshan Sect disciples, led by a martial artist at the mid-stage of the Innate Realm, also rushed in quickly through the front gate.
And they stopped Liu Zhengfeng from retiring from his criminal activities at the first opportunity.
In an instant, the uproar in Liu Zhengfeng's mansion was clearly heard even by Chu Qinghe and his group.
"Um?"
However, at that moment, Chu Qinghe seemed to sense something was wrong and his gaze suddenly swept towards a pretty young nun in the front hall of the Liu residence.
As his gaze focused, and he saw the little nun's vaguely familiar face, Chu Qinghe's long-sealed memories quickly began to surface.
When Chu Qinghe looked at the little nun again, his eyebrows gradually rose, and a smile appeared on his lips.
Chu Qinghe was originally worried about how Dongfang Bubai would beat him up after he was pushed by Yaoyue yesterday.
But now, Chu Qinghe felt that he didn't need to take this beating.
Thinking about it, Chu Qinghe looked at the little nun in the front hall who bore a slight resemblance to Dongfang Bubai, and his eyes gleamed.
If Chu Qinghe had come to watch the show and incidentally prevented Qu Feiyan from becoming an orphan, then...
Now, Chu Qinghe has discovered an unexpected surprise.
Then, glancing at the people gathered in the front hall of Liu Zhengfeng's house, Chu Qinghe stopped watching the show.
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