System: I Can Open Martial Arts Chests

Chapter 164 - 115: Presiding

Wen Fusheng’s words were firm and unwavering.

As the Manor Master of Luochun Manor, his domineering aura was completely evident.

Unfortunately, his face was too pale, making him appear somewhat outwardly strong but inwardly weak.

Chu Qing looked at him with a mixture of amusement and exasperation:

"Manor Master Wen, aren’t you afraid of messing up?"

"I just didn’t expect that the opponent might find the Celestial Secret Valley."

Wen Fusheng’s momentum weakened:

"I just don’t know if things will go as you predicted, if it really happens... then it’s an open conspiracy.

"Even my Luochun Manor, knowing there’s a trick, has to go along with this group to take a look.

"After all, this is something of my Luochun Manor, how can we allow outsiders to get it?

"But is the Celestial Secret Valley really that easy to find?"

"Let’s wait and see, for now, it’s all just speculation."

Chu Qing spoke softly:

"However, if they can indeed find even the Celestial Secret Valley, it means that the plan was not made overnight. I’m afraid there are other mysteries inside the Celestial Secret Valley that we cannot be unprepared for."

Wen Fusheng nodded repeatedly, looking at Chu Qing with gentle eyes:

"You’re right."

Chu Qing, highly sensitive to others’ expressions, instantly noticed that the old man’s gaze seemed a little odd.

His brow slightly furrowed:

"Manor Master Wen... what do you plan to do now?"

"Kid, how’s your martial arts?"

Wen Fusheng suddenly asked.

Chu Qing thought for a moment:

"Should be okay."

"Si Ye can’t stop you; your martial arts must be above his. However, to be sure, let’s take a closer look... How about this, you hit me with a palm strike, let me test your foundation."

Wen Fusheng patted his chest, possibly hitting a sore spot, his face turning white immediately.

He indeed had injuries... Acting must be comprehensive, though these superficial wounds can’t take his life, nor affect his martial arts.

If not for his deliberate actions, he could heal in two or three days.

But hitting the wound directly like this still hurt a lot.

Chu Qing looked at him suspiciously:

"Manor Master Wen, are you serious? How much strength should I use?"

Wen Fusheng almost burst into wild laughter but remembered he was pretending to be injured, so he suppressed it.

He lowered his voice with a laugh:

"Kid, you’re underestimating the reputation of Dust Star Falling.

"Facing a junior like you, just go ahead, and use all your strength!

"I want to see what you’re capable of."

Chu Qing hadn’t nodded yet when Gentle placed a gentle hand on Wen Fusheng’s, expressionless as he spoke:

"Don’t risk your life."

"??"

Wen Fusheng was stunned for a moment, then looked affectionately at Gentle:

"Don’t worry, I won’t hurt him."

"...I’m afraid he’ll kill you."

Gentle’s voice was unemotional, and his face expressionless.

The voice was calm and unhurried, yet the words were deeply wounding.

Wen Fusheng widened his eyes, almost puffing his beard, but considering his guilt for his daughter’s long absence, he ultimately swallowed his pride, patting her head:

"Don’t you know your father yet?

"He’s so young; how could he hurt me? Even if he’s a prodigy..."

"Manor Master Wen."

Chu Qing interrupted Wen Fusheng, as waves of cold energy emanated from him.

A layer of frost quickly formed on the ground, followed by the teapot, teacups, and windows... Those waiting outside, including Wen Kaiyuan, inexplicably felt a chill.

Wen Kaiyuan instinctively looked up at the sky:

"The weather hasn’t changed."

Si Ye, thinking of something, suddenly looked worriedly into the room:

"Manor Master!"

"Don’t come in!"

Wen Fusheng’s voice immediately rang out, quelling Si Ye’s eager intentions.

Turning back to Chu Qing, he only felt the expansion of a formidable Gang Qi, which enveloped his fists in frost and snow, ready to unleash, exuding an overwhelming pressure that kept increasing.

At first, Wen Fusheng marveled at Chu Qing’s youth, yet possessing such cultivation.

But soon, he was stunned by how Chu Qing could have such deep inner strength and formidable martial arts.

The further he went, the more he was shocked.

Suddenly thinking of something, he spoke out:

"Wait, wait!!"

He hurriedly extended his hand to stop.

Chu Qing looked up, surprised:

"Manor Master Wen doesn’t plan to experience my full force?"

"Are you the Mad Saber?"

Wen Fusheng looked at Chu Qing:

"The one who punched Cheng Mazi so hard he couldn’t get up for several days?"

Cheng Mazi should refer to Cheng Tieshan, right?

Chu Qing didn’t know what happened to Cheng Tieshan, and was surprised to hear that:

"Manor Master Wen, are you talking about Vice Hall Master Cheng of Iron Blood Hall?

"When did I ever beat him so he couldn’t get up... he was fine when he left."

"That old thing cares about face."

Wen Fusheng explained:

"He held on without collapsing in front of you, but as soon as he left, he was down.

"He suffered a great loss this time, and was nearly beaten to death midway...

"Tie Lingyun had to personally go pick him up, leaving no one to cause trouble at Luochun Manor."

"..."

Chu Qing thought about it; meeting Cheng Tieshan was only a few days ago.

And he encountered an assassination attempt?

He subconsciously muttered:

"There must be a traitor in Iron Blood Hall."

"That’s for sure."

Wen Fusheng said:

"To be honest, Cheng Tieshan’s gatekeeper and accountant are actually my people.

"Over the years, they made false accounts, sending quite a bit of silver my way."

"...Are these things supposed to be said so openly?"

Chu Qing was dumbfounded, feeling the topic was getting a bit off track... does he still need to hit him or not?