Yi Feng initially intended to decline, but faced with Yin Xiong's sincere invitation, he had no choice but to accept. It seemed that the Baofeng Trading Company might genuinely be planning to venture into this direction!
Leaving the Baofeng Trading Company, Yi Feng returned to the martial arts hall, feeling much more relaxed. With the full support of the Baofeng Trading Company, he could likely make some money without undue worry.
Simultaneously, Luo Lanxue and Yin Luo Li returned to Qing Shan Gate and promptly reported this matter to Qing Shan Old Ancestor.
"Not bad, well done," Qing Shan Old Ancestor said with joy. "It seems that our relationship with the senior is improving. It's just a pity that even though the senior lent me the divine knife, I didn't manage to defeat Xuan Wu."
"Yes!" Luo Lanxue sighed lightly but asked with confusion, "Master, when you chased Xuan Wu Old Ancestor with the divine knife, it seemed that he should have been defeated. How could it be..."
"Alas, the information about Xuan Wu was incorrect before!" Qing Shan Old Ancestor sighed. "Only in a real battle did I understand that he has been in the realm of Martial King for more than thirty years. Coupled with my insufficient strength, I couldn't fully control the divine knife. That's how he managed to escape!"
"No wonder..." Luo Lanxue nodded this time, her face showing lingering fear. If it weren't for Mr. Yi's divine knife, she might have lost her Master on Fengyu Platform!
"By the way, Xue'er, you personally gave the Spiritual fruits to the senior, right?" Suddenly remembering something, Qing Shan Old Ancestor quickly said.
"All eight have been handed over to the senior." Luo Lanxue respectfully replied.
"That's good." Qing Shan Old Ancestor nodded, then waved his hand, took out a jade box, and said, "Xue'er, there is another Spiritual fruit. Take it and share it with Luo Li."
"Ah, Master, how can this be? This Spiritual fruit is rare and valuable; you should enjoy it yourself!" Luo Lanxue quickly declined.
"It's okay. I have had the honor of tasting one petal in the past thousand years . Originally, I wanted to give all nine to Senior Yi, but thinking of you two, I specially took out one for you." Qing Shan Old Ancestor smiled.
"Master." Luo Lanxue's eyes were teary.
"Go down. When I come out of seclusion, follow me to visit Senior again." After speaking, Qing Shan Old Ancestor had already closed his eyes.
"Yes, Master."
Luo Lanxue then respectfully retreated, holding the jade box.
Time quietly passed.
It was already deep into autumn.
Yi Feng's work, with the full operation of the Baofeng Trading Company, had successfully been published.
At the martial arts hall.
Yi Feng sat on the edge of the bed, placing his palm on Zhong Qing's forehead.
"Master, I'm fine." Zhong Qing opened his eyes and said, "You can rest. I'll lie down for a while, and then I'll cook."
"You say you're fine?" Yi Feng's face sank, scolding lightly, "Look at what you've become with a fever, and your hands and feet are swollen. Lie down properly, don't move anywhere."
Yi Feng rarely got angry, which made Zhong Qing silent.
Seeing this, Yi Feng sighed softly.
Blaming himself for not putting too much thought into Zhong Qing. This child practiced boxing all day, causing muscle strain, and his hands and feet swelled like this. Adding a cold and fever, he looked haggard.
After covering Zhong Qing with a quilt, Yi Feng walked to the front hall, then picked up a bamboo basket, planning to go to the back mountain of Pingjiang City to collect some herbs for Zhong Qing.