Chapter 773: Chapter 773

Li Yanxi lightly kissed Li Qingyu’s cheek and hurriedly fled in a panic.

Touching his face, Jingyu sighed deeply, feeling shy. But this feeling... was this a date?

"Hehe, big brother, this time you’re not denying it? Say it..."

Hearing this vulgar tone, a mocking smile appeared. Sure enough, two familiar figures stood out conspicuously in the crowd.

This was unexpectedly the demand.

Suddenly, a crisp slap resounded. At this moment, time seemed to freeze. Everyone stood stiff, and you could hear a pin drop within a hundred meters.

Soon after came the sound of an alarm being raised.

What did they see? The second child of the Wang Mansion was slapped in public?

The onlookers scrutinized the scene carefully, taking a sharp breath. Li Jiangda’s youngest son dared to hit someone so viciously?

Everyone felt dizzy. Then Li Yi calmly spoke, "Pardon me, my hearing hasn’t been the best lately. What did you just say?"

Wang Sihan, who hadn’t attended the nighttime banquet in the Queen’s Garden and was often preoccupied with business, didn’t even know who Li Qingyu was. To witness the second child of the palace being publicly slapped by a stranger, his fury was understandable.

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Li apologized softly, "Sorry, I couldn’t hear you speaking. Could you speak louder?"

One side of Wang Sihan’s face was already swollen, and his entire being appeared a bit puzzled. "I..."

The moment Wang Sihan opened his mouth, Li Qingyu slapped him again, smacking his words right back down into his stomach.

Watching the smiling Li Qingyu, Wang Sihan was entirely baffled. Do I want to talk, or don’t I? If I don’t want to be heard, should I... not speak? This time, though, Wang Sihan wisely shut his mouth tightly, saying nothing.

Li Qingyu withdrew his hand, his face full of feigned frustration. "Honestly, I didn’t catch what you just said. Stop wasting my time!"

Everyone’s mouths twitched uncontrollably. Do you even have a shred of shame left? Are you truly the son of General Li?

Wang Sihan, not to mention others, was burning with anger inside but maintained a façade of composure. In a grand household like the Wang Mansion, such duplicity—perfectly balancing external civility and internal venom—was commonplace.

Li Qingyu, of course, was fully aware of Wang Sihan’s true intentions but didn’t expose him. Releasing Wang Suohan’s hand, he delivered a direct kick instead.

The children accompanying Wang Sihan scrambled to lift him up in a flurry. Wang Suohan glared at them and barked, "What are you helping me for? Don’t you see I need to teach him a harsh lesson!?"

The display of Li Qingyu’s strength earlier had made everyone cautious. For a moment, no one dared take the lead to act.

Wang Sihan grew livid, angrily pressing, "Are you all deaf? Move!"

"Repeatedly bringing out useless wretches is just embarrassing." Wang Suohan felt a bitter resentment in his heart but had already forgotten the slap Li Qingyu gave him, too intimidated to lash out.

In mere seconds, those young men attempting to fight back were writhing on the ground, groaning. Not a single one managed to withstand Li Qingyu’s moves—they were all defeated in an instant.

Wang Sihan stared at Li Qingyu in shock, realizing that he couldn’t afford to provoke this young man. Even sharp words would be too late now. Without a word, he retreated, clearly panicked.

Seeing Wang Sihan flee, the children on the ground also scurried away, limping off one by one. The scene was spectacular.

"Hmm, suddenly I remembered I haven’t collected the laundry back at home!"

"Oh, my stomach’s growling now. Time for a meal!"

"Feeling suddenly tired—guess I’ll head straight home."

The surrounding onlookers exchanged glances between Li Qingyu and Wang Siqi. Compared to earlier at dinner, Wang Siqi seemed to have transformed. The change wasn’t just physical; it was internal as well.

"Not dead." Wang Siqi’s tone was curt, as if he didn’t want to utter an extra word to Li Qingyu.

Li Qingyu didn’t mind. To him, Wang Siqi’s current image had its merits. If not for that public incident back then, Wang Siqi might have been a completely different person now.

But Li Qingyu felt neither regret nor guilt. After all, he wasn’t the one who caused Wang Siqi’s mother’s affair. What resulted was merely a consequence of that, with Li Qingyu acting as a catalyst in the process.

"So, has your cultivation been nullified?"

Wang Siqi fixed Li Qingyu with a cold stare. "Have you come to humiliate me too?"

"If I wanted to humiliate you, would I wait until your strength was gone first?" Li Qingyu’s response was cutting.

Wang Siqi felt a twinge of shame.

Memories of his fight with Li Qingyu resurfaced. Even under favorable circumstances, he had not been able to prevail.

"Actually, I’ve come to help you," Li Qingyu said suddenly.

"Help me?" Wang Siqi burst into laughter, but when he saw the seriousness in Li Qingyu’s eyes, his laughter faltered and faded.

Li Qingyu shook his head, a look of disappointment flickering on his face. Initially, when he saw the fire and hatred in Wang Siqi’s eyes, he thought Wang might seize the chance to exact revenge.

But it seemed that opportunity was squandered.

"Wait!" Wang Siqi cried out to Li Qingyu, "Can you really help me recover?"

Li Qingyu shook his head again in dismay and walked away without answering.

Wang Siqi froze for a moment before urgently dropping to his knees, banging his head on the ground. "Please, help me!"

"You agree?" Wang Siqi asked in surprise.

Li Qingyu nodded slightly. "Since your life belongs to me, you’ll need to change your name. Is that acceptable?"

"Anything you say, master!"

The youth quickly corrected himself, "Master, I mean boss. From today onward, I’ll be your shadow in the dark. I’ll give you my loyalty. Whether you can regain your power depends on you."

After all the bloodshed and chaos, Li Qingyu realized that sometimes overt brutality wasn’t the best solution. Secretive, strategic action yielded more results.

Though he had considered entrusting a large endeavor to Li Mubai and Li Mingdong, he abandoned the idea, unwilling to let his brothers linger in the shadows.

Thus, when he encountered Wang Siqi, a new plan surged in his mind. In every respect, Wang Siqi seemed the ideal candidate. And if Li Chengkun agreed, all the better.

"Boss, can you really help me regain my strength?"

"Are you questioning me?"

Wang Siqi, hearing dissatisfaction in Li Qingyu’s voice, quickly clarified, "No, no! I was just so excited, I needed to confirm!"

Li Qingyu had quietly assessed Wang Siqi’s meridians and found that, though damaged, they weren’t irreparable. For others, restoring power would be a lifelong impossibility, filled with despair, but for Li Qingyu, it wasn’t a concern at all.

Even with the help of a beast core, the restoration carried incredible risks. Breaking through required an arduous path of inner cultivation.

These were some of the factors that had allowed Li Qingyu to achieve the strength he possessed today. Though his combat power wasn’t at its peak, the meridian work and cultivation foundation he’d accumulated were unmatched.

The potential looked bright in the years ahead.

When Li Qingyu nodded seriously, Wang Siqi wept tears of joy. "Mother, I finally have a chance to avenge this lifelong grudge!"

Wang Siqi knelt once more, but this time Li Qingyu didn’t stop him. Tapping Wang’s forehead gently, he remarked, "Let this be the last time you kneel."

After venting, Wang Siqi regained his composure, wiped his tears, and nodded firmly.

"Come. Follow me home!"

"Wait!" an urgent voice called from behind, accompanied by the clamor of hurried footsteps.