Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies
Chapter 135 - 59: Everyone's Shock! Keeping the Appointment!

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Gululu!

Shen Qing tilted his mouth and drank a large gulp of cold tea, feeling refreshed.

The government officer who came to deliver the message turned towards the sound and spotted Shen Qing, showing a hint of surprise on his face.

He hadn't expected that the person who had slain the tiger demon was so young.

He looked like he wasn't even twenty!

Definitely promising great prospects in the future.

The officer's face broke into a smile, eagerly stepping forward, smiling amiably as he said, "Young Master Shen, the banquet is set to start around noon at the government office. Lord County Magistrate has called upon the town's bosses to join and hopes Young Master Shen will attend on time."

Shen Qing glanced at the officer and discovered a hint of ingratiation in his eyes, making Shen Qing ironically aware of reality.

It was just a small success in martial arts, and some accomplishments, and already people were starting to curry favor.

Truly a hero is never asked of their origins, poor in a bustling city no one cares, rich in deep mountains distant relatives appear.

Fortunately, Shen Qing was a sober person, not letting this make him giddy with success, nor taking the other seriously.

He knew that no matter how unimpressive, the officer in front of him still wore the skin of the Great Zhou Court.

They say there's no better shade than under a big tree, and this officer's rank was indeed "higher" than his grassroots status. In the county, every trade had to pay him some respect.

Seeing the other repeatedly remind him, Shen Qing steadily placed his teacup aside, stood up, and cupped his hands politely, "Thank you, sir, for informing me, Shen Qing will be there on time."

The officer's face lit up with joy, finding that Shen Qing was easy to get along with, he harbored a thought of making friends and took the initiative to say, "I am Quan Helin, serving in the strong class at the government office. If Young Master Shen needs any assistance in the future, feel free to find me."

Perceiving Quan Helin's intentions, Shen Qing neither refused nor put on airs.

In his view, having one more friend was one more path, and there was nothing wrong with that, so he happily cupped his hands, "Good."

Quan Helin said, "Since I've delivered the message, I won't disturb you here any longer. Farewell."

"Take care, no need to see off!"

After Shen Qing watched Quan Helin leave, the smile on his face gradually faded.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the previously bustling noise from the inner courtyard had disappeared, becoming somewhat silent, which puzzled him.

Shen Qing turned his head and saw that numerous Linfeng Hall disciples in the inner courtyard were looking at him with a look as if he was a monster.

After a long while, Ouyang Tiezhu walked out from among the crowd, somewhat unsure, and said, "Junior Brother Shen, the officer said you are invited to a banquet at the County Magistrate's place. What kind of banquet is that?"

"Oh, probably a celebration by the magistrate because I killed the demon tiger." Shen Qing answered honestly, without much thought.

"You said... you killed... the tiger demon?!!"

"Yes, I fortunately killed it."

Wow!

With these words, Linfeng Hall's inner courtyard erupted like a drop of water into hot oil, suddenly abuzz with noise.

Many people began whispering, and the yard resounded with discussions.

Still recuperating in the inner courtyard, Li Linfeng heard this news, and his Qi-Blood surged, already somewhat recovering in color and spirit, he couldn't help but sit up, staring straight at Shen Qing.

He hadn't completely come to terms with the fact that Shen Qing had shot dead the boss of Mi Gang, and now he heard about Shen Qing slaying the demon tiger, causing a storm in his heart.

The occurrence of two major events one after another made Shen Qing's image in his mind grow even more grand.

He subconsciously glanced at the Fifth Miss and Li Lingchan beside him, feeling more saddened by their unfortunate situation and angered by their lack of ambition.

If it was true as the officer said that Shen Qing slew the tiger demon, then his merit would undoubtedly be distinguished, and he certainly couldn't miss a "martial arts register" status.

Hereafter in Great Zhou, he would belong truly to those with standing, no longer a vagabond.

Even when going out, someone would address him as "sir."

All because of his daughter's short-sightedness, he missed a perfect son-in-law.

For a while, Li Linfeng became dispirited and called out to Shen Xiu, "Miss Qi, help me back to the room to rest."

"Yes, sir." Shen Xiu stepped forward to support Li Linfeng, though her gaze occasionally glanced at Shen Qing, her nephew.

Residing in the back courtyard, she knew little about outside affairs and thus understood her nephew only superficially.

She merely knew that her nephew had some talent in martial arts and was accepted by her husband as a direct disciple, which made her happy for quite some time.

But besides this, she knew nothing about Shen Qing's specific progress in cultivation.

Until today, when she saw Shen Qing effortlessly taking down those overbearing opponents, and even shooting the Mi Gang boss dead with the final arrow as easily as slaughtering chickens and dogs.

She realized fully that her nephew was far from being as simple as it seemed on the surface.

The power he harbored far exceeded her imagination.

Moreover, just now she clearly heard, it was Shen Qing who slew the demon tiger!

Seeing the respectful attitude the government officer held towards him, she was so excited she could barely speak.

Finally, someone from the Shen Family achieved success.

No one would ever comment on her background again.

At this thought, as Shen Xiu passed by Fifth Miss and others, she unconsciously straightened her back, her face filled with pride and arrogance.

Others pursed their lips, said nothing, and had to lower their heads silently.

Shen Qing did not pay attention to these people's thoughts, still sitting by the railing, sipping cold tea.

Once he was sure it was about time, he tidied up his appearance and walked out of Linfeng Hall with large strides.

Outside Linfeng Hall, A Fu had early been instructed by Li Linfeng to prepare a carriage, waiting.

Shen Qing asked unexpectedly, "Senior Brother A Fu, what's this?"

A Fu said, "Master instructed that Junior Brother Shen wouldn't have face going out without a carriage, so he specifically sent me to give you a ride."

Shen Qing gave a warm smile and graciously approached the carriage, "Thank you, Senior Brother, for the trouble."

At the side, A Fu, with quick eyes and deft hands, proactively helped Shen Qing onto the carriage.

Once Shen Qing was seated, A Fu whipped the horse, heading towards the government office.

Inside the carriage, there was a layer of soft carpet, exuding a faint fragrant aroma. Shen Qing sat on it, feeling quite comfortable.

The carriage moved at a moderate pace through the streets.

As the carriage entered the bustling market area, Shen Qing, sitting inside, gradually heard quite a bit of music and dance.

Curious, he used the back of his hand to lift the curtain slightly, peering through the small carriage window, seeing the townspeople celebrating the slaying of the tiger demon with song and dance, full of joy.

Shen Qing chuckled softly, quietly lowering the curtain, sitting cross-legged inside the carriage, and closing his eyes.

He heard the noise outside, a barely perceptible faint smile hanging at the corners of his mouth.

After a while, with the carriage swaying gently, it suddenly came to a stop.

"Whoa! Junior Brother Shen, we've arrived." A Fu reined in the horse and stopped the carriage.

Sitting inside, Shen Qing silently opened his eyes, "Okay."

He responded, stepping out of the carriage, and stood at the entrance of the government office.

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