Flower Stealing Master

“When I was still in the Qing court, I heard about the reputation of the two masters of the Prince Mu’s Mansion. You are just as majestic as I had expected.” Song Qingshu said with a smile.

“Young Master Song is just joking” Liu Dahong and Wu Lishen couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. Although they had a little bit of reputation in the martial world, their martial arts skills were worlds apart from the likes of Song Qingshu. However, being complimented by such a powerful master made the two of them quite happy, and their impression of Song Qingshu’s increased quite a lot.

“These are the four generals of our Prince Mu’s Masion ‘Liu Bai Wu Su’. They have been loyal from generation to generation for more than two hundred years…” Mu Jiansheng suddenly thought of the betrayal of Liu Yizhou and secretly sighed in his heart. (G: Liu Yizhou is Wu Lishen’s apprentice.)

“Thank you Young Master Song for avenging my brother. If you need this Bai in the future, as long as it does not endanger Prince Mu’s Mansion, this Bai Hanfeng will never frown to come forward.” Bai Hanfeng knelt down on one knee excitedly.

Song Qingshu quickly helped him up, “Master Bai, please don’t do this. This Song didn’t expect Feng Xifan to be so vicious. I just regret that I couldn’t stop him in time.”

Bai Hanfeng hurriedly said, “Young Master Song had already killed that beast. My brother’s soul in heaven, and would only be grateful to you.”

Mu Jiansheng also comforted him with a few words, and then continued to introduce:

“This is the Sacred Hand Resident, Su Gang.”

“This is Fang Yi.”

Song Qingshu and Su Gang exchanged greetings for a few words. When he saw Fang Yi, he couldn’t help but smile bitterly at Mu Jiansheng and said, “Brother Mu, I know Miss Fang.”

“Oh?” Mu Jiansheng showed a hint of surprise.

Before Song Qingshu spoke, Fang Yi rushed to explain, “Reporting to the Young Master, when this subordinate was in the capital, Young Maste Song helped me many times.”

Seeing that Fang Yi didn’t mention the relationship between the two, Song Qingshu couldn’t help but be stunned. He was having a headache while thinking how to explain their relationship, so her action helped him a lot. Furthermore, it also showed Fang Yi’s intelligence.

She was obviously aware of Song Qingshu’s dilemma and understood that revealing the relationship between the two at the moment wouldn’t serve any real purpose other than making Song Qingshu’s situation more difficult.

Although Fang Yi was proud of her own beauty, she had to admit that she was not as good as Bing Xue’er beside Song Qingshu, not to mention the noble Princess Changping… Fang Yi understood that she could only find other ways to please Song Qingshu.

Seeing Fang Yi’s cautious demeanor, Song Qingshu suddenly recalled the humble love described in some idol dramas in his previous life. He was filled with emotions and finally made up his mind. Since he had taken her in the first place, he couldn’t abandon her in the end.

‘I will definitely give her a home in the future.’

Mu Jiansheng was obviously not very sensitive about feelings and couldn’t detect the eye contact between the two. So he quickly asked again, “Is Brother Song also here to attend the Golden Serpent Conference this time?”

“That’s right, since the Qing troops were deployed, someone I know invited me to come and help.” Although the two had an amicable relationship, Song Qingshu was not stupid enough to casually confess his relationship with Xia Qingqing to outsiders.

“This time Prince Mu’s Mansion also received an invitation from the Golden Serpent Camp.” Mu Jiansheng failed to realize the subtlety of Song Qingshu’s words, and thought that the other party, was also like him, had only received a simple invitation, “Although the philosophy of the Golden Serpent Camp is that they are both anti-Qing and anti-Ming, but considering the power of our mutual enemy, we in the Prince Mu’s Mansion are not willing to see them be destroyed.”

Mu Jiansheng chuckled, “As for competing for the position of the Golden Serpent King, this Mu is self-aware and has never entertained the idea. However, after meeting Brother Song, this Mu felt that this was an opportunity.”

“What opportunity?” Song Qingshu calmly asked.

Mu Jiansheng excitedly said, “If Brother Song becomes the new Golden Serpent King and leads the Golden Serpent Camp to the right path, we can unite with the Heaven and Earth Society, the Red Flower Society and other organizations. That way, the success of the great cause will be just around the corner.”

“Brother Mu is probably overestimating my abilities.” Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile.

Mu Jiansheng said with a serious expression, “With Brother Song’s martial arts and reputation, it will not be impossible for you to take over the Golden Serpent Camp. Although we in Prince Mu’s Mansion don’t have much ability, we do have a little reputation in the world, so we will definitely help Brother Song. “

Song Qingshu knew that it was unrealistic to enter the Golden Serpent Camp based on martial arts alone. At the same time, he also needed a huge mass base and support. He had originally planned to win over the Prince Mu’s Mansion, but he didn’t expect Mu Jiansheng to take the initiative himself. So naturally, he was more than happy to oblige.

The two hit it off immediately and left the crowd to find a secluded place to chat for a long time before they separated.

Mu Jiansheng clasped his fists and said, “Brother Song, we have to deal with Brother Bai’s funeral affairs, so I won’t be able to join you on the road. See you at the Golden Serpent Conference.”

“In that case, we’ll see you later.” After a lot of delay along the way, Song Qingshu knew that he should rush there as soon as possible, since he had already kept Xia Qingqing waiting for him for a long time.

Seeing Song Qingshu holding Miao Ruolan and walking further and further away from Bing Xue’er, Fang Yi opened her mouth several times with an expression of hesitation, but in the end she didn’t shout anything.

[Don’t worry, I won’t disappoint you.]

Suddenly she heard a familiar voice in her ears, and Fang Yi immediately understood that this was Song Qingshu speaking to her through voice transmission.

Realizing the meaning behind those words, tears began to flow out uncontrollably from her eyes.

“Senior Sister, don’t be sad.” Seeing Fang Yi crying silently, Mu Jianping quietly pulled her sleeves and comforted, “Next time I see him, even if my Brother blames me, I will help you to scold him.”

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