Upon hearing Niu Shou's words, the villagers carrying gifts blushed, but dared not refute the great hunter. They could only ask in hushed tones whether the gifts should still be given.
"Go, why not go? Isn't there still someone there? Giving them to the dog would be just as good, maybe even better."
As for not sending it, I can't guarantee what the consequences would be.
Niu Shou replied calmly. He had said these words long ago. He knew that Dao Chengyi was about to rise to prominence when Dao Chengyi came to him to ask to learn martial arts and revealed his relationship with the third young master of the Mu family.
The village chief found out even earlier, and not only did he send medicinal herbs, but he also started showing concern for the village every day. The old fox was truly quick to seize opportunities.
"Isn't that necessary? Who knows if that guy will get up? What if he goes there and doesn't come back?"
Some people were still reluctant to part with the gifts, especially to give them to another fool. Ushigami didn't try to persuade them further, since comparison is what makes things stand out.
Meanwhile, in the carriage, Dao Chengyi was reading the sales contract for the novel, scrutinizing every single clause, while the Third Young Master was engrossed in the latest volume of "The Record of the Goddess."
"call"
After reading the contract, Dao Chengyi felt that everything was going too smoothly, so smoothly that he wondered if it was a dream. He thought that the enemy he was supposed to fight was actually a benefactor.
"How is it? If Mr. Tailor feels it's not appropriate, we can make further modifications."
Mu Qingyuan remained very polite, so much so that Dao Chengyi felt as if he had encountered a wealthy man from his past life who had generously rewarded him with silver.
"I have no problem, but I just feel... does Third Young Master really think this book is very good?"
"Of course, otherwise why would I personally visit Mr. Tailor? And you can rest assured, sir, I have no ill intentions towards you. I'm just interested in your past stories and I also like this book."
"Sir, please don't think that literature should be highbrow. Such plain language and boldness are not acceptable. After all, it's like martial arts. There are only a few martial saints, but there are thousands of martial artists and even ordinary people. In life, we only see the latter."
"Life should be joyful, life should be about following one's heart. As that Daoist disciple of the Xuanpin Dao Sect said, the common people are the greatest, martial arts are formed by the masses, and the world is enlightened because of people. How can one speak of the value of the noble or the insignificant?"
These words touched upon the traces of Dao Chengyi's past life, and he lowered his eyes in inquiry.
"Well, I wish to learn martial arts. I wonder if the Third Young Master would agree? This is my only condition."
"Of course it's possible, it's just a pity I can't refine it with you, sir."
Why?
"Because I'm a martial arts master now, I can't let outsiders see what I'm practicing. Come to think of it, those old scholars in my family really don't know how to be flexible. They say I'm not doing my proper job every day."
I thought you were a born good-for-nothing. Dao Chengyi's lips twitched, and he also signed his name on the contract - Dao Chengyi.
"It seems I did call you by the wrong name before."
Looking at the vigorous and powerful characters, Mu Qingyuan smiled, and Dao Chengyi smiled as well.
"No one will call you by the wrong name again."
As the carriage moved, the city with high walls in the distance slowly came into view. The three ancient characters, "Qingmang City," were clearly visible.
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