Chapter 452: I am a weakling

After waiting for a day, Chen Guanlou finally saw the Chief Steward.

When the Chief Steward saw him, his eyes were extremely complex, and he stopped speaking several times. After a long while, he said, "Everyone thought you were dead."

"You concluded I was dead without seeing my corpse?"

Chen Guanlou sneered. "You all really know how to arrange things."

"This wasn't an arrangement. It was just that that night, there was such a big commotion, and you didn't return for a long time..."

"How could I return? Who sent the martial artists of unknown strength who appeared on the Marquis's Mansion's territory that night? If I hadn't been witty and led the other party to Zhou Mobai's manor, letting them bite each other, I might have really died."

The Chief Steward only then learned what had happened that night. Upon learning that Chen Guanlou was hiding in the mountain villa to recuperate, he immediately said, "I brought good medicinal materials, but there is no physician."

"No physician needed. I have medicine for injuries on me; the external injuries are not serious. However, I have serious internal injuries and need long-term recuperation. You haven't told me yet, who sent the martial artists who suddenly appeared that night?"

"According to understanding, if there are no accidents, it should be the Qi family."

"Which Qi family?" Chen Guanlou was very curious.

"You have a friend named Qi Wuxiu, right?"

Chen Guanlou frowned and didn't make a sound.

The Chief Steward continued, "The Qi family in the capital was originally a small household. Later, they produced a few talents and used some means to connect with the Qi family in Qingzhou. The Qi family in Qingzhou is a great noble family that has lasted for hundreds of years and has been rich and prosperous since the Great Yu Dynasty. Even the Marquis has to be three parts polite when meeting the head of the Qi family. Besides a few officials in the imperial court, the Qi family in Qingzhou has no other clansmen in the capital. They have always been very low-key in their conduct. No one expected that they would hide a top-notch master in the capital. According to understanding, this person has already stepped half a foot into the Grandmaster realm. You have sparred with the other party; how do you feel?"

"Definitely not a Grandmaster!" Chen Guanlou confirmed.

He had seen real Grandmasters, and he had seen three Grandmasters in one night.

Although there are walls between Grandmasters and Grandmasters, there is an even greater chasm between Grandmasters and martial artists.

That night, the martial artist who chased and killed him was very strong, definitely a ninth-rank martial artist, or even a peak ninth-rank. But he had absolutely not reached the Grandmaster realm.

If the other party were a Grandmaster, he would have faked his death long ago. Perhaps, if his luck were a bit worse, he wouldn't even have the chance to fake his death and would have gone directly to see the King of Hell. Even with the Dao Fruit of Longevity, it couldn't save him.

"Why would the Qi family's martial artist target me?" Chen Guanlou couldn't figure it out.

"I heard that person is a martial arts fanatic."

Absurd.

Chen Guanlou didn't accept this explanation.

"Rest assured, the Heir has already started negotiating with the Qi family. The two families have no contradictions, let alone grudges. There is no reason for that martial artist from the Qi family to hold onto you and not let go."

"Not dead?" Chen Guanlou was very surprised. "Zhou Mobai actually didn't kill him?"

His life must be too big.

The Chief Steward coughed lightly. "If you can think of a way to escape with your life, there is no reason for that martial artist from the Qi family not to know how to escape with his life."

"Is he the same as me? I deal with prisoners in the Heavenly Prison all year round and have long been tempered. You just said that the martial artist from the Qi family is a martial arts fanatic; I thought he shouldn't have come out to do things, so why is his luck even better than mine, and he is even better at adapting to circumstances?"

Chen Guanlou was obviously unconvinced that the other party's luck was so good. Encountering the irritable Grandmaster Zhou Mobai and actually being able to retreat unscathed.

Could it be that Zhou Mobai's Grandmaster title is not what it seems?

That shouldn't be.

Or is it that Cheng Lingzi injured Zhou Mobai, and that injury hasn't healed yet?

Very likely.

Cheng Lingzi is also an irritable Grandmaster, especially towards Zhou Mobai; his attitude was so bad that he directly scolded the other party for being a eunuch.

The two had a fight; Cheng Lingzi was unscathed, but Zhou Mobai lost his trace and hid in the manor outside the city to cultivate quietly.

It seems it wasn't quiet cultivation, but recuperating from injuries.

With this explanation, one can understand why the Qi family's martial artist could retreat unscathed from Zhou Mobai's hands.

An injured Grandmaster is always unable to do what he wants.

"You can't just pick a fight because you want to fight. Why target me? There are so many noble families in the capital, and every household raises martial artists, and there is no lack of eighth or ninth-rankers. It's not simple to want to fight."

Chen Guanlou couldn't figure it out.

The Chief Steward solved his doubt. "You said it yourself, those martial artists are all raised by noble families. Without the owner's permission, they won't easily take action. You are different; you are a member of the Chen clan, and you don't have so many scruples; you fight if you want to."

Chen Guanlou:...

He had nothing to say.

It was simply terrible.

"Then can I return to the capital now? After returning, will there be trouble coming to my door?"

"Rest assured, the Heir will clear all obstacles for you. As long as you want to go back, you can go back at any time. If you think the capital is too noisy, you can also continue to stay here to recuperate. I will send others to serve you; just tell the people below what you need."

Chen Guanlou pondered for a while. "Is the Marquis's Mansion okay? Is Jiang Tu not going crazy anymore?"

"Last night, our people broke into the Jiang Mansion and killed their way to Jiang Tu's bedroom. The tip of the blade only needed to move forward an inch to end Jiang Tu's life."

"So..."

"Jiang Tu is still alive, but he has already been scared out of his wits. Early this morning, he entered the Taiji Palace. I guess the old Emperor will stop using him for a period of time."

"You mean, this farce is over?" Chen Guanlou was a bit surprised. This struggle came very crazily, and it seemed to end very sloppily.

The Chief Steward nodded. "If there are no accidents, it has basically reached the end. However, the Heir is not very happy, because this incident exposed you."

The Heir Chen Guanfu felt like he had lost a hundred million.

What a good secret killer weapon Chen Guanlou was!

It was exposed because of such a damn thing.

If he had known earlier that Chen Guanlou had such strength, he would have hidden him no matter what, and would never have exposed him to the world.

However, since it has already been exposed, let's think carefully about whether we can use this matter and how to use it specifically.

Chen Guanlou didn't know any of this.

He also felt it was very damn, being exposed so quickly. He had created so many identities, but not one of them was useful at the critical moment.

The culprits were Jiang Tu and the old Emperor. This pair of master and servant, colluding with each other, will sooner or later die a bad death.

Chen Guanlou told the Chief Steward that he decided to continue staying in the mountain villa to recuperate.

Although his injuries had basically recovered, he had to pretend to be seriously injured and could not arouse suspicion from others.

He also wrote a list and asked the Chief Steward to send him medicinal materials according to the list.

Internal injuries need to be recuperated for a very, very long time. He probably won't be able to return to the capital before the New Year.

The Chief Steward agreed to everything and urged him to recuperate well; the Marquis's Mansion would handle the aftermath of the capital's affairs for him.

"Afterwards, the Marquis's Mansion might release news that you are hanging by a thread and your cultivation has fallen, to cover for you."

"Although I'm not miserable enough to be hanging by a thread, my cultivation has indeed fallen. Anyway, if you let me fight that lunatic from the Qi family now, I will definitely die."

Chen Guanlou frankly admitted that he was a weakling, a weakling who needed protection.

The weaker, the better.

Only by being weak can one have a protective color.

To strengthen the persuasiveness, he also tried hard to cough up a mouthful of blood.

It almost tired him to death!

Just right, that tired and pale complexion, matched with a mouthful of blood, doubled the persuasiveness. ===== CHAPTER 453 =====