A few breaths later, after some elders of the Northern Beggars' Clan, whether sincerely or insincerely, tried to persuade Qiao Feng to stay, Xu Changzhi raised his hand in a gesture.
After the Beggars' Sect members quieted down, Xu Changzhi said, "Qiao Feng, although you are a Khitan, everyone in the sect knows your character and trusts you."
"However, since the Beggars' Sect was founded by Han Chinese, the position of sect leader cannot be held by the Great Yuan Dynasty. But for you, the position of sect leader is just an empty title. If you are willing to stay in the Beggars' Sect and become an elder, you can continue to guard the border and protect the Song Dynasty with the Beggars' Sect brothers. It would not have been in vain for Sect Leader Wang to take you as a disciple and teach you martial arts."
At this moment, Lianxing sneered, "What a clever scheme. They don't want anyone to sit in the position of the chief leader of the Beggars' Sect, but they also want to keep him as a free henchman to work for the Beggars' Sect. The number one sect in the Song Dynasty is not as famous as it sounds."
Upon hearing the sound, Xu Changzhi's face darkened again, and he couldn't help but look at Lianxing angrily.
However, when faced with Xu Changzhi's gaze, Lianxing did not hide her contempt at all.
He even teased Xu Changzhi by raising his chin.
Thinking of Lianxing's previous behavior and actions, Xu Changzhi could only look away again.
Glancing at Lianxing beside her, Shuimu Yinji transmitted her true energy, saying, "It's rare to see you let them run wild like this."
Chu Qinghe's previous style of doing things was always to stay out of trouble.
Whether it was watching a play at the Southern Shaolin Temple or in the palace, they never took the initiative to interfere in the affairs of outsiders.
Unlike now, where Lianxing, Qu Feiyan, and the other women are allowed to speak freely, disrupting Xu Changzhi's influence on Qiao Feng.
Upon hearing this, Chu Qinghe chuckled and said, "Didn't I say before that I was repaying him for the bowl of wine he offered me?"
After a pause, Chu Qinghe continued, "Although that yellow wine wasn't very good."
In life, everyone has likes and dislikes.
The benefits of improving one's strength include the right time to indulge in a little indulgence.
Upon hearing the voice, Jellyfish Yin Ji couldn't help but smile and say, "Qiao Feng probably never expected that a bowl of wine could bring him such great benefits."
Chu Qinghe slowly said, "Just consider it as having another friend to drink and chat with to pass the time."
The word "friend" carries a responsibility once it's uttered.
If things go wrong and you end up with a troublesome friend like "Lu Xiaofeng," things will never be peaceful.
If someone like Qiao Feng becomes your friend, you can confidently entrust your back to him.
And when they encounter trouble, they try their best to handle it themselves and are unwilling to trouble others.
They definitely belong to the "I'll let you fly, I'll bear the pain" type.
Chu Qinghe would naturally not mind making friends with someone like that.
In the arena, with Qu Feiyan and the other women explaining in turn, Qiao Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said in a cold tone, "Qiao Feng's identity is currently unknown, and I need to investigate my own identity as well. I appreciate Elder Xu's kindness."
After saying this, Qiao Feng turned to the disciples of the Northern Beggars' Clan, cupped his fists and said, "Brothers, I am not talented, but I am honored to be appointed as the leader of the Northern Beggars' Clan by your kindness. These years, I have gone through life and death with the brothers in the clan. It is the greatest fortune of my life."
“But I am now burdened with the identity of a Khitan from the Great Yuan Dynasty, and the Beggars’ Sect has been a righteous force among the people for many years. How can I be worthy to continue to stay in the Beggars’ Sect?”
"Therefore, what Qiao Feng needs to do next is to investigate his own identity, rather than continue to stay in the Beggars' Clan. Otherwise, it will only bring controversy to the Beggars' Clan and damage its reputation."
Hearing Qiao Feng's words, the disciples and some elders of the Northern Beggars' Clan all looked somber.
Some people looked at Xu Changzhi with dissatisfaction.
However, just as Qiao Feng finished speaking, Xu Changzhi suddenly said, "Qiao Feng, you can't leave directly."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Feng frowned, then looked at Xu Changzhi beside him and said, "What? I don't want the position of Beggar Clan leader anymore, Elder Xu, do you still want to prevent me from leaving?"
Xu Changzhi said, "You've seen the letter from Chief Wang before. All your martial arts skills come from my Beggar Clan. The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms and the Dog Beating Stick Technique are Heaven-Rank martial arts that only the Chief of my Beggar Clan can learn."
"According to Chief Wang, our Beggars' Sect has the responsibility to supervise you. If we let you go now, and you use your martial arts to harm our Great Song Dynasty in the future, it will also be the responsibility of our Beggars' Sect."
Qiao Feng snorted coldly and said, "Elder Xu's words are nothing more than his concern that after I prove my identity as a Khitan from the Great Yuan Dynasty, I will use my martial arts to harm the Great Song Dynasty."
As he spoke, Qiao Feng glanced around and said coldly, "Regardless of whether I am a Han Chinese or a Khitan from the Yuan Dynasty, I have grown up in the Song Dynasty for the past thirty-odd years. Even if I am of Khitan blood from the Yuan Dynasty, I am still considered half Han Chinese."
Today, before all my brothers in the Beggars' Clan, I, Qiao, swear that if Qiao Feng ever kills any Han Chinese with his own martial arts, I, Qiao, will be as vengeful as this staff.
As he spoke, Qiao Feng raised his left hand, his five fingers curled into a claw, and the wooden stick that Quan Guanqing's corpse was holding three zhang away was drawn to him and held between his index and middle fingers.
When you apply a little force with two fingers, the wooden stick, made using a special technique, will break in half.
Seeing this, Chu Qinghe gently shook his head. "They're still too honest after all!"
Hearing Chu Qinghe's words, both Shuimu Yinji and Lianxing nodded in agreement.
Lianxing looked at Qiao Feng as if he were a fool, and then looked at Chu Qinghe.
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