[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-lord-of-the-proles":3,"chapter-lord-of-the-proles-lord-of-the-proles-chapter-106":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Lord of the Proles",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2290404,4478,"Chapter 106: Jiqing Ban Lecture","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-106",106,"\u003Cp>Ma Wu had just left Jiqing Ban when he was robbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gathered some newly harvested herbs from fresh land to treat his wounds; Budebushuo  this wealthy young master truly knew a lot, and Li Banfeng had learned much from him during this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His wounds had slightly improved; Ma Wu bowed deeply to Li Banfeng: “Brother Li, I owe you a great debt—I don’t know when I’ll be able to repay it. After tonight, I’m moving out. I won’t let my family’s troubles drag you down.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng raised an eyebrow: “We haven’t even earned enough money yet, and you’re leaving now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu smiled: “Once I shake off this mess, I’ll come back to Brother Li to do something big.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng nodded: “Fine, go if you must. Let’s split the money we’ve earned these past days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu shook his head: “That’s your money. I’m just working for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t talk nonsense. We made money in Lanyang Village thanks entirely to your skills. What’s yours is yours—every single coin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu shook his head: “Brother Li, you don’t need to give me any money—not a single coin. I can’t keep it; it’ll be stolen sooner or later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng frowned: “What are your family trying to do? Who’s this ruthless enough to not want you alive?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu sighed: “Maybe it’s my fourth brother—or my eldest and second sisters. I’ve lived in the Ma household for over twenty years, but some things… I still can’t understand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng furrowed his brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We’ve already angered the Lu family, entangled with the He family, and now we might be provoking the Ma family too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let them be angry—it’s better to have too many debts than to be crushed by one. First, figure out what’s really going on. Li Banfeng still felt Ma Wu had confused the matter; this might not even be the Ma family’s doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tomorrow, I’m going with you to Jiqing Ban.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu blinked: “Why are you going to Jiqing Ban?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To cultivate! Such a fine place—I want to improve my skills too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Pulu Province, pleasure quarters came in many forms: Bailu Men, Da Shijie, countless large and small dance halls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to these, a troupe was an ancient institution—even older than Pulu Province itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Jiqing Ban, you won’t find fashionable singing girls or dancers—only a dozen women who can sing simple tunes to welcome guests—but this troupe is ancient, said to have had dozens of troupe masters over the years, yet its reputation has never fallen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu went to cultivate with a girl he knew well; though he’d passed one level, he couldn’t skip the three daily foundational cultivations—five times a day if he wanted to advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng also chose a girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiqing Ban had no lavish villas or gardens—only a row of single-story houses. The girl led Li Banfeng into a room, made him lie on the bed, massaged his back and legs, then asked if he wanted to hear a song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No song? Then straight to business. Song? Pay extra tips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he’d come, he’d hear a song—Li Banfeng told her to sing her best one. She took up her pipa and sang “The Moon Is Full, the Flowers Are Fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The floating clouds scatter~ the bright moon shines upon us…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng listened carefully to the whole song and found it mediocre—nothing compared to his wife’s voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl put down the pipa, ready to get to work, but Li Banfeng said: “Sing another one—‘The Four Seasons Song.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl frowned: “Again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng pulled out a hundred Huan Kingdom notes and placed them on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Jiqing Ban, that wasn’t a small sum—the girl’s face lit up, and she sang “The Four Seasons Song” again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she finished, Li Banfeng was even less satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re not singing with any heart. Sing ‘Longing’ next.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl cleared her throat and forced out two lines: “Spring wind brings longing all night long, that longing, my heart aches and pleads to you, that, that…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That what?!” Li Banfeng snapped. “You can’t even remember the lyrics—what’s the point of singing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl stared blankly for a moment: “Sir, are you really here to listen to songs?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What else would I come here for? I’ll sing a line, you sing after me—you’ll learn properly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two hours later, Ma Wu finished his cultivation and stepped out of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A servant came to inform him; Li Banfeng also stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl Ma Wu favored was called Xiao Die, gentle-faced, seeing him off: “Fifth Master, will you come back tomorrow?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course I will.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl Li Banfeng favored was called Xiao Cui, pale-faced, also seeing him off: “Sir, if you come back tomorrow, try other girls too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Die heard the tone and asked: “Xiao Cui, why’s your voice hoarse? What happened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Cui didn’t know how to answer: “It was wild—I didn’t stop for a second.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu turned back and asked Li Banfeng: “How was that girl, Xiao Cui?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng shook his head: “Far from good. Needs serious refinement.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu was curious: “Brother Li says ‘refinement’—what exactly needs refining?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Her voice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu was even more curious: “Is the voice really that important?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng was equally curious: “If not the voice, then what’s important?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu nodded: “So Brother Li has different tastes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they chatted, they were still over two hundred meters from the wooden house when Li Banfeng suddenly stopped and stepped out of the window’s line of sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sensed danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu froze, then asked: “Did something happen at home?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng signaled for silence, pressed his earring to his ear, and listened intently to the sounds inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many houses surrounded them; if this were a sentient weapon, who knew what it might pick up?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a magic treasure was different—it knew exactly what Li Banfeng wanted to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was breathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was talking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And footsteps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two on the second floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One in the main hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their cultivation levels weren’t high, but their malice was clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, they didn’t need experts to deal with Ma Wu now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These bastards didn’t cause trouble at Jiqing Ban or ambush him on the road—they came straight to his home to lie in wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hit the mark perfectly—how did they know where Ma Wu lived?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng said: “Brother Ma, don’t go in yet. I’ll handle this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu blocked him: “Are my family here? Brother Li, don’t get involved—I’ll go face them myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could rush forward, Li Banfeng pulled out a pair of shoe covers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soles of the covers were iron plates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Without these, you don’t enter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu understood—Li Banfeng planned to use clay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng slipped on the shoe covers and whispered to Ma Wu: “Find a place to hide.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Li Banfeng’s demand—he must protect himself and not become a liability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Ma Wu hid safely but was still found, what then?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was nothing to be done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Put bluntly—even if Ma Wu had to die, he should die far away, so Li Banfeng wouldn’t be distracted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu went straight to the noodle shop—that was the smart move. Quiet places weren’t safe; crowded places made the attackers hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng didn’t approach the house rashly—he entered his portable dwelling, then tossed the key near the wooden house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two men on the second floor were chatting. One in a blue short tunic said: “Don’t kill him outright later—rich families’ affairs are messy to explain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one in a green horse-vest replied: “Whether we kill him depends on whether he’s smart. We searched the whole house—nothing valuable. If he doesn’t hand over something worth taking, how do we explain it to our boss?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s our boss’s problem—we don’t need to worry. Just watch out—he might seek revenge. He’s still the Fifth Young Master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Revenge? Pfft. Last time I beat him, I went hard—he didn’t even dare look at me. I tell you, he’s a dog now. If you don’t enjoy yourself now, when will you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, there was a sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The green horse-vest man leaned out the window: “Did you hear that ding just now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What ding?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the window—I heard it clearly…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who’s by the window? Pull your head back, stay away from the edge. Do you even know how to lie in wait? Why keep sticking your head out?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng slipped out of his portable dwelling, used his cultivation advantage, and climbed silently up to the roof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the green horse-vest man definitely heard something—he leaned out again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue tunic man snapped: “What’s wrong? I told you not to stick your head out—don’t let them see you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There really is something up there—it’s definitely above…” The green horse-vest man fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had leaned out the window, head tilted up, mouth open—perfectly positioned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng dropped upside down from the roof, hooked his sickle into the man’s mouth, and dragged it up through his palate into his brain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue tunic man stared in shock, reaching for his blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Dao flashed out first, slicing clean through half his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue-cotton jacket lay on the ground, speechless, pounding the floor with his hand—three long strikes, two short—signaling the two men downstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng leapt into the room, opened his Portable Dwelling, tossed the blue-cotton jacket and the blue cotton vest inside, then stood silently by the bedroom door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could have made the job cleaner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could have prevented the blue-cotton jacket from making a single sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he deliberately let the blue vest make noise—just to ensure the two men downstairs heard it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Footsteps came from the stairs. Li Banfeng opened the iron box, poured a bit of adhesive clay by the door, then leapt out the window again and climbed onto the roof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his first time using adhesive clay in actual combat; he wasn’t fully confident in its range or effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearly a minute passed—the bedroom door opened, and two men stood at the threshold, watching cautiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The window was open, blood stained the windowsill and the floor; both accomplices were gone. The two men were tense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four of them had come together—intending only to beat Ma Wu senseless and steal his money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wu was just a Level One Cultivator; to them, he was an easy target. They never imagined this job could end in death!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They watched for a long while—no one was visible in the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where had the man gone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the bed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two entered the room cautiously, each holding a dagger, covering each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One step, two steps—the third step’s sound abruptly stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were stuck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two men were stunned. The man in the purple cotton shirt cried: “Big brother, what’s going on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man in the dark gray Zhongshan suit said: “Don’t move. This is adhesive clay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man in the Zhongshan suit was the leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, among the four, he had the most experience and the broadest knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng had to eliminate him first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled out the python revolver Yu Nan had given him, disengaged the safety, bent low, aimed at the gray-clad man, and fired six shots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng was lucky—three of the six bullets hit. The man in the purple shirt collapsed on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Dao exclaimed: “Excellent marksmanship!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng was equally surprised—he’d aimed at the gray-clad man, but all three hits struck the purple-shirted one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gray-clad man fixed his gaze on Li Banfeng, as if preparing to unleash a technique. Li Banfeng pulled back and returned to the roof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gray-clad man was speechless. Li Banfeng refused to fight him at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What should he do? Not fight Li Banfeng either?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng was reloading on the roof—what would he do when Li Banfeng came back to shoot again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gray-clad Zhongshan suit had only Level Two cultivation. Standing still to dodge bullets? He couldn’t do that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Li Banfeng bent down again, preparing to fire. The gray-clad man shouted: “Friend, spare my life! We were sent by the Ma family’s eldest daughter to find Young Master Wu. Ask me anything—I’ll answer. Just spare my life!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng asked: “Why does the Ma family’s eldest daughter want to treat Ma Wu this way?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gray-clad man replied: “We don’t know. We only take money and do the job.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng nodded, satisfied: “If you know nothing, what use are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his gun again. The gray-clad man hurriedly said: “Wait! I haven’t told you everything. Before we came, the Ma family’s eldest daughter told us: beat Young Master Wu, steal his money, and tell him—the old grudge has been settled.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng frowned: “What old grudge?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gray-clad man said: “Friend, put your gun down first. Let’s talk. Young Master Ma must have a grudge against the eldest daughter—I’ve heard rumors, but I don’t know if they’re true. Why not call Young Master Ma here? We can verify it face to face.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng nodded: “That makes sense.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leapt through the window into the room, laid a cloth on the floor, and told the gray-clad man: “Take off your shoes, step on this cloth, and walk forward. I’ll take you to see Young Master Ma.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, great warrior! Thank you, great warrior!” The gray-clad man bowed repeatedly, quickly removed his shoes, and stepped carefully onto the cloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was overjoyed—his life was saved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he planned next was to find an opportunity, while Li Banfeng wasn’t watching, to kill this madman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great warrior, shall we go find Young Master Wu now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, now.” Li Banfeng turned, turned the key, and opened his Portable Dwelling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gray-clad man was ecstatic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t expected Li Banfeng to be so gullible—to turn his back on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his dagger and stabbed toward Li Banfeng’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Banfeng sidestepped instantly, swept out a leg, and kicked the gray-clad man into the Portable Dwelling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder the gray-clad man was the leader—he was thorough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He left no trace except his leather shoes—spared Li Banfeng the trouble of cleaning up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: Dear readers, Shala greets you all on this beautiful morning. Please cast a vote for Shala, and say hello.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2394,"2026-06-20T03:43:13.043Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","217ce537503c1b1191d87b497fb62ca538c490837ddc5d09e064dedaff306131","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-107","lord-of-the-proles-chapter-105",863,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flord-of-the-proles-cover.jpg"]