Embroidered Uniform Guard: I Can Plunder Talents-Chapter 87 - 2: Because You’re Very Weak

After he finished speaking.

Ye Liuyun’s lips curled into a slight smile.

Yun Hu, who was clearly shaken, hurriedly retreated several steps.

"You lunatic!"

Damn it, where did this reckless idiot come from—are you really that stubborn or just clueless?

Do you even know what Nine Thousand Years means? How dare you actually make a move?

"Ye Liuyun, your cultivation might be decent, but my foster father is a Grandmaster. No matter how strong you are, do you think you’re stronger than a Grandmaster?"

"..."

Ye Liuyun didn’t respond, just narrowed his eyes slightly.

Indeed, the path to growing stronger can never stop for even a moment.

"If you don’t leave with me this time, next time it’ll be my foster father himself coming."

Ye Liuyun said nothing, but his look began to shift. Maybe, this time he really would have to leave Great Qian. But before leaving, some things should be settled more thoroughly.

With Ye Liuyun silent, the atmosphere around grew much more oppressive.

Yun Hu inexplicably felt a chill run down his neck.

He lifted his head to meet Ye Liuyun’s gaze.

He’d thought his warning would be enough for Ye Liuyun to hesitate and hold back.

But when he saw Ye Liuyun’s eyes, Yun Hu’s pupils contracted sharply.

What kind of look was that? Fear? No, it felt like this guy really intended to kill him.

Realizing this, Yun Hu’s heart skipped, and a trace of dread seized him.

Just like He Long back then, these years spent abusing power and enjoying wealth—Yun Hu wasn’t about to be wiped out in such a stupid way.

"Wait! You..."

He couldn’t help but step back half a pace, just about to speak.

But then—

"Enough!"

It was the voice of the Southern Governor, Qi Yuanliang.

No telling if he’d been hiding and watching the whole time or just happened to show up.

At his shout, Qi Yuanliang strode forward without hesitation, planting himself directly in front of Ye Liuyun.

"This is the Embroidered Uniform Guard—no matter who Nine Thousand Years is, he can’t just walk in here and seize someone as he likes."

"Ye Liuyun is a subordinate I value. If you want to do anything, you’ll have to get past me first."

He looked stern and dignified.

It was clear: to protect Ye Liuyun, he was ready to stand up to Nine Thousand Years himself.

"..."

No one expected Qi Yuanliang to step in at this moment.

But this sudden turn of events eased much of Yun Hu’s fear.

Staring at Qi Yuanliang before him, he seemed to be deep in thought.

To Yun Hu, Qi Yuanliang, being only ’Postnatal’ level, wasn’t someone to fear—but the people backing him were not so easy to mess with.

Besides—

Ye Liuyun’s previous look made it pretty clear he really dared to kill him here.

Sticking around any longer wouldn’t do him any favors.

"Hmph!"

Trying not to lose face, Yun Hu gave a deliberate cold snort.

"My foster father won’t let any of you off."

With that, Yun Hu left immediately, taking Guan Bao and the rest of his men with him.

"Uh!" Wan Feiliang had just been waiting to see Ye Liuyun dragged away—how did things end so anticlimactically?

By the time he realized, Yun Hu’s group had already left.

Noticing Ye Liuyun’s teasing sidelong glance, Wan Feiliang shrank his neck and quickly bowed his head, slinking off.

"Brother Ye!"

Just then—

Qi Yuanliang, still blocking the way, finally turned around and looked at Ye Liuyun earnestly.

"Don’t worry. With me here, even if Nine Thousand Years comes in person, I won’t let anything happen to you."

Qi Yuanliang sounded so sincere, so flawless, you couldn’t pick out any problems.

"For what happened this time, I owe Lord Qi my thanks."

There’s no such thing as unconditional love in this world—Ye Liuyun knew perfectly well that Qi Yuanliang wasn’t as righteous or upright as he appeared. It was all just a front.

What’s his real motive?

Whatever he thought inside, Ye Liuyun still accepted Qi Yuanliang’s favor on the surface.

"Brother Ye, you’re too courteous!"

Qi Yuanliang smiled humbly, waved his hand at Ye Liuyun.

"I’ve said this before—I feel a connection with Brother Ye. Honestly, I really admire talent. If you don’t mind, don’t bother calling me Lord Qi. Just call me Brother Qi."

"Since Brother Qi thinks so highly of me, I’ll accept that without standing on ceremony."

Acting, huh? Well, who’s afraid of who?

No matter what schemes Qi Yuanliang has, Ye Liuyun was ready—if trouble comes, I’ll deal with it as it comes.

Besides, Ye Liuyun doesn’t think dealing with Qi Yuanliang is like bargaining with a tiger. The guy just isn’t on that level.

"Hahaha!"

When Ye Liuyun said that—

Qi Yuanliang seemed genuinely delighted, bursting into laughter.

...

Nightfall.

Ye Liuyun didn’t rush back to practice.

With his gift for multitasking, Ye Liuyun could now skillfully cultivate Inner Power while doing other things. Though it was slower than practicing Inner Power exclusively,

still, constantly refining his Inner Strength like this, the benefits were very real.

Inside the Imperial Music Bureau.

Ye Liuyun sipped wine offered by a woman at his side, watching the performance of the girls onstage below with a relaxed expression.

"Whew! Today really was dangerous."

After downing a cup, Si Nan couldn’t help sighing.

With ladies serving them, and having come to the Imperial Music Bureau so many times, it was his first time actually selecting a girl.

No wonder Ye Liuyun always felt something was missing during previous visits to the Bureau.

Come to think of it, coming to a brothel without picking a girl—what, were we just here for the drinks?

Even beside Shi Sheng sat a girl, refilling his cup from time to time. Only Shi Sheng really was drinking, totally focused and undistracted.

"What’s there to be scared of? Worst comes to worst, we’ll just kill our way out."

Shi Sheng replied casually, downing another cup after speaking.

In the whole Embroidered Uniform Guard, Ye Liuyun was one of the few that Shi Sheng genuinely respected. To help Ye Liuyun leave Great Qian—Shi Sheng didn’t think it was out of the question.

"Tsk!"

Si Nan shot Shi Sheng an annoyed look.

"Don’t act like you’re the only one with guts."

Like I didn’t think of that?

Si Nan had already mapped out which way to run once they got out of the Imperial City.

"You’re an Innate Martial Artist now, boss. You’ll be popular anywhere. Worst case, just join a Jianghu Sect and become an elder at least."

Times like these—

If you’re strong enough, you’ll thrive wherever you go.

Si Nan really seemed to be fantasizing: if they really had to flee Great Qian, what choices he’d make.

Sipping his drink, Shi Sheng murmured quietly.

"Don’t worry. If things ever get that bad, you won’t need to think about it."

"Huh?"

That made Si Nan pause.

"What do you mean?"

He snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Shi Sheng in puzzlement.

Noticing Si Nan’s gaze, Shi Sheng set down his cup, and said ’honestly’:

"Because you’re weak—most likely you’ll die on the road out, won’t even get the chance."

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