What Lei Yanhong said was true.
At this mont, Li Renwei, who had barely regained his sanity, also began to feel frightened.
He had killed the Lei Family Patriarch’s younger brother, and certainly couldn’t stay in the Lei Family anymore. No, it should be said that he has no place to settle in all of Anyang County. With the strength of the Lei Family as the head of the four major clans, no matter where he hides, he will surely be found.
His own life alone is insignificant.
But... if he drags his elderly mother into this, it would be utterly unfilial.
He also feared that the eminent person in front might be swayed by Lei Yanhong’s cunning words.
His mind raced; he, Li Renwei, had nothing else but a life worth a little money. Without hesitation, he imdiately pointed at his own forehead, revealing a look of pain, and a wisp of his life soul seeped from his brow, drifting toward Fu Changsheng, as he knelt on one knee:
"Senior, I, Li Renwei, am willing to hand over a wisp of my life soul to serve you for life. My only wish is for my elderly mother to enjoy her twilight years peacefully, and to personally execute Lei Yanhong, that wretched woman. I beg you, Senior, to grant my wish!"
"Alright, as you wish!"
Fu Changsheng flicked his finger, collected the wisp of life soul, and said indifferently:
"You have thirty breaths of ti."
Lei Yanhong watched as Fu Changsheng left, panicked. Never did she realize that at the critical mont, Li Renwei had the courage to sacrifice a wisp of his life soul and hurriedly said:
"Senior, this Li Renwei is but a worthless life, not worth much. Do not listen to him. As long as you hand him over....."
The voice behind grew smaller.
Fu Changsheng turned and walked to the pigpen in the backyard. In the corner of the pigpen, a tear-blinded old woman was curled up, this was Li Weiren’s widowed mother, tortured by Lei Yanhong to the point of ruin.
Fu Changsheng had initially planned to first take the old woman onto the flying ship.
However.
He temporarily changed his mind.
He needed Li Renwei to see for himself the hardships his mother endured, to completely sever the last ties with his beloved son. Though not biologically related, raised like one’s own for decades, without special external stimuli, how could this complex emotion be easily severed.
He did not want the Fu Family to produce another traitor like Li Guiming.
Less than ten breaths later.
The sound of hurried footsteps ca from behind.
Li Renwei turned to the backyard and saw his skeletal mother lying with the sow, his heart shattered:
"Mother, your son is unfilial!"
Saying so.
He imdiately kowtowed.
The old woman curled on the ground trembled at Li Renwei’s voice, tears streaming down.
anwhile.
A familiar chanical sound echoed in Fu Changsheng’s Sea of Divine Sense:
"Ding"
"You have added a Tier One High-Grade Manufacturing Master to the clan, earning thirty clan contribution points."
On the panel.
Clan contribution points changed from one hundred and fifty to one hundred and eighty, aning if he gathers twenty more, he can have a double lottery draw.
Fu Changsheng said to the sobbing Li Renwei and his mother:
"This is the Lei Family’s territory, it is not wise to tarry. Let’s go."
Saying so.
Fu Changsheng waved his sleeve, a leaf-shaped flying ship hovered in the air, Li Renwei paused upon seeing the ship, knowing that ordinary Qi cultivators could not afford such a flying spiritual artifact. Once on board, he clasped his hands in respect:
"Thank you for your assistance earlier, Senior. May I know the na by which you are called?"
Li Renwei, having not left Leimang Mountain for decades, naturally did not know who Fu Changsheng was.
Fu Changsheng said casually:
"Fu Changsheng of Luofeng Mountain"
The na sounded familiar.
The next instant.
Li Renwei’s body shook, disbelief filled his quick glance at Fu Changsheng:
"I didn’t realize it was the Fu Family Patriarch before , forgive my rudeness!"
Li Renwei was shocked in his heart.
The renown of Luofeng Mountain’s Patriarch was thunderous, even to soone like him who hadn’t ventured out for decades.
In the Weaving Hall, many Lei clan mbers discussed that ten years ago the Fu clan was slaughtered entirely by Southern Barbarians, and the fifteen-year-old Fu Changsheng beca the leader in adversity, leading the Fu Family step by step from ruin to prosperity, not only destroying the Niushou Mountain Zhang Family and Li Family but also claid the title in the Noble Family Grand Competition and had nurous connections with the Shangguan Family’s Grand Elder and his daughter.
Such a legendary figure actually expended ti and energy for soone as insignificant as him; it was overwhelmingly unexpected and felt sowhat unreal.
In the Weaving Hall, during conversations among Lei clan mbers.
He vaguely learned that Tian Runzhi, the current shopkeeper of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion, was saved by the Patriarch of the Fu Family, and thanks to Fu Changsheng, Fairy Lady Cai and her husband evaded disaster years ago. Later, simply because Fairy Lady Cai gifted him a Purple-horned Deer, once the Fu Family rose again, they recruited the idle old couple into the Fu Family.
There are quite a few such admirable stories.
Upon reflection.
Originally facing a bleak future, he saw a glimpse of hope. With such a wise Patriarch, perhaps his life in the Fu Family would be significantly better than in the Lei Family.
Fu Changsheng noticed the other imrsed in thought, and straightforwardly said:
"Fellow Daoist Li, to be honest, our Fu Family’s Weaving Hall currently has no Manufacturing Master. The reason for inviting you to step forward now is to establish the Weaving Hall with your own hands. Whatever you need, feel free to say, moreover, once the Weaving Hall is established, you will be the Hall Master, enjoying the sa benefits as the Fu Family Clan’s Hall Master."
"Senior, are you... you being truthful?"
"Naturally, it is not false."
This...
Li Renwei was montarily too excited to speak.
In the Lei Family, his manufacturing skills were the best, yet due to lacking roots within the Lei Family, he couldn’t even secure a Steward position; now the Fu Family Patriarch directly offered the position of Hall Master to him with treatnts equivalent to the Fu Clan mbers.
This is unequivocal trust towards him!
Li Renwei never experienced such treatnt; his eyes reddened promptly, bowing low before Fu Changsheng:
"Patriarch, rest assured, I shall endeavor my whole life to bring distinction to our Fu Family’s Weaving Hall."
Thus, to repay the Patriarch’s invaluable recognition!
Fu Changsheng nodded slightly.
At this mont a familiar chanical sound echoed in his mind:
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