Chapter 3116: What are you doing with a grindstone so early in the morning?

Seeing the obviously displeased Wang Tieshu, even Hong Zun started to advise him.

Junior brother, I know you're crazy, but you don't even look at his build—ten of you tied together still might not match one of him, what's there to fight about?

He really feared Qin Shan Hai wouldn't manage to kill Wang Tieshu, but instead got pinched to death by the opponent.

Still wondering what to say, after all, given Hong Zun's understanding of Qin Shan Hai, this guy isn't someone who listens.

Moreover, he's completely crazy, and simply isn't afraid of these things.

But before Hong Zun could say another word, seeing Wang Tieshu step by step approaching, Qin Shan Hai didn't utter a word, yet his blood‑stained blade had already been sheathed.

Seeing this, Hong Zun opened his mouth, but his face turned extremely grim.

You damn well know how to size people up.

Facing me you act like you'll cut me down one by one, but facing this woman you're all too willing.

We're damn fellow sect brothers, and you treat me like this?

I don't know why, but I genuinely meant to advise Qin Shan Hai not to do something stupid; sure enough he didn't, and before he could speak he obediently sheathed his sword.

But Hong Zun felt no happiness at all; instead he felt suffocated.

And what Hong Zun didn't expect was that after sheathing his blade, Qin Shan Hai proactively clasped his fists and bowed to Wang Tieshu.

"Sister‑in‑law's back, why didn't you notify me? I personally came to visit—just now I was just messing around with my senior brother, no other meaning, sister‑in‑law, don't misunderstand…"

Hearing Qin Shan Hai's explanation, Hong Zun gritted his teeth and cursed.

"Enough, stop disgusting me."

Eyes blazing with anger, he glared at Qin Shan Hai: "Aren't you supposed to fear nothing? What are you explaining now? Go on, grab her, slash her with your blade!"

So you think I'm easy to bully?

At this moment Hong Zun felt a surge of resentment stuck in his chest, really wanting Qin Shan Hai to see how sharp his sword was.

You've made me bear all your bullying of the weak and fear of the strong?

Faced with Hong Zun's angry shout, normally Qin Shan Hai would have drawn his blade again, but this time he said nothing and merely smiled at Wang Tieshu.

Seeing this, not only Hong Zun but even Qi Xiong and the others nearby twitched their mouths—what a bunch of cowards, you're truly utterly spineless.

After a simple farce, everyone then went to get food and gathered to eat.

But this time, occasional huffing and puffing sounds came from the dinner table.

Although everyone kept their heads down while eating, their eyes involuntarily drifted toward the hearty‑eating Wang Tieshu.

Previously, everyone's table manners were already considered extremely crude.

But compared to Wang Tieshu now, everyone only felt they had turned into refined ladies.

Eating is just eating—why all these noises?

One moment a belch, the next a slurp, then a huff‑and‑puff.

And making all that noise doesn't affect Wang Tieshu's eating in the slightest.

His speed was even more astonishing—before anyone could react, after just half a bowl, with a bang, Wang Tieshu's huge bowl of rice was gone, cleanly eaten.

Hmm??? Finished already?

Seeing this, Hong Zun froze for a moment—truly awe‑inspiring.

But just that brief lapse, Wang Tieshu's gaze met his, and he grinned.

"Husband, you can't finish it? No problem, I'll help."

"No, I …………"

Hearing that, Hong Zun jerked upright, his reaction already quick enough, and he hurriedly replied.

Yet still a step slow, Wang Tieshu snatched the bowl, ignoring Hong Zun beside him, and began stuffing himself.

Leaving only Hong Zun standing there, staring blankly.

"No, when did I say I couldn't finish? Don't make things up."

One meal, and Wang Tieshu felt utterly content—after all these years, getting to eat Ye Zhangqing's cooking again is pure happiness.

After the meal, Ye Zhangqing brought Bai Hua Xianzi and the other girls over to greet her.

"Senior Tieshu."

"Little Changqing, why are you so thin? You ought to eat more."

Hearing that, Wang Tiezhu grinned and said solicitously.

Hearing that, Ye Zhangqing's mouth twitched—"Thin? Compared to you, maybe."

Besides, we haven't seen each other in years; reuniting naturally brings up many feelings.

From the lower realm all the way to the Immortal Realm, those memories are truly countless.

So while drinking, everyone chatted leisurely in the fire‑room courtyard.

But Wang Tieshu wouldn't let her drink; the moment he saw her reach for the wine, Hong Zun immediately barked.

"Drink what? Get over there and forget how much you can hold!"

Wang Tieshu simply can't hold his liquor; even if that were all, his drinking habits are terrible.

Imagine someone who passes out after one cup and still gets drunk‑crazy—and that person is Wang Tieshu; the consequences are unthinkable.

He might even tear the sect apart.

Therefore Hong Zun's prohibition on drinking instantly won everyone's support.

Wang Tieshu can't drink alcohol; tea will do.

Although unwilling, faced with Hong Zun's unyielding gaze, Wang Tieshu still complained.

"Fine, I'll obey my senior brother."

Saying that, he still wanted to act cute, swinging a sand‑pot‑sized fist at Hong Zun.

Before the fist even landed, the wind from it had already lifted Hong Zun's hair and cheek skin.

He almost without hesitation directly used his movement technique, flashing past and narrowly dodging.

Immediately, the chair where Hong Zun had been sitting, together with the floor, exploded with a boom, dust and smoke rising, forming another deep pit.

Seeing this, Hong Zun felt his scalp go numb.

This damn thing could kill you at any moment; a moment's inattention and you might be dead.

Even Qi Xiong and the others at the same table silently shifted their seats, hoping to buy themselves more reaction time.

As for Wang Tieshu, he spoke with an apologetic expression.

"Husband, sorry, I was really holding back."

"Huh???"

They chatted until late at night before finally dispersing, spending the night in silence; early the next morning, the entire Dao One Immortal Sect heard thumping booms.

Many disciples still practicing Xiūliàn were awakened, frowning as they left their rooms and cursed angrily.

"What the hell are you doing this early in the morning? Who the hell is stomping the ground for fun?"

"Shī xiōng, the ground is shaking."

"Come on, I want to see who it is."

Following the sound and vibration, the crowd traced it to the entrance of Hong Zun's Dong Fu, where by now many disciples had gathered.

The first to arrive, the disciple standing at the front, upon seeing the scene inside the Dong Fu, was so astonished that his mouth hung wide open.

"My goodness, what the hell is that?"

"No, is Hall Master Hong Zun's Madam really that fierce?"

"Is this our Senior Madame? She doesn't even practice swordplay."

"What's the difference between this millstone and an earth dragon rolling over?"

"What's the difference between grinding this millstone down and an earth dragon turning over?"