In the blink of an eye, the banquet had reached its conclusion, and as the most captivating presence at the event, Shen Qiang was smilingly listening to the polite conversations from those around him.
"The young family head of the Shen Family is truly an exceptional talent, a matchless prodigy among the younger generation in the cultivation world," praised the Ei Golden Summit Hermit with a smile.
Shen Qiang replied with a smile, "Hermit, you flatter . I am not worthy of such praise."
Hearing this, everyone present shared a smile.
Bai Shiyi chid in, "Humility is good, but excessive humility can turn into insincerity. In the vast cultivation world, with so many practitioners, who else has built such a great foundation as Heshenghe from scratch in less than two years?"
Shen Qiang could only respond with a polite smile.
The dicine King Valley Master also looked at Shen Qiang with satisfaction, "Not proud in victory, not discouraged in defeat, low-key in life, high-profile in action, mature beyond his years. He is indeed worthy of being a leader among peers. It is certainly a happy and blessed thing for my Yurou to have a bosom friend like you."
In an instant, Qin Yurou's pretty face turned red, and she laughed softly, not daring to look at Shen Qiang, who was gazing at her.
Snap!
At the sa ti, not far from the main seat, the enraged Chu Xiaotian crushed the wine glass in his hand.
"Xiaotian!" An elder from the Chu Family frowned.
"I can't continue eating." Filled with anger, Chu Xiaotian stood up, flung his sleeve, and left.
The elder from the Chu Family sighed, while the surrounding attendees glanced slyly, with cold smiles on their faces.
After all, watching others' misfortunes is always sothing people delight in.
"Three years ago, Chu Xiaotian participated in the Elixir Pill Conference and refined a Hundred Herbs Pill, which was considered stunning. Ever since then, people in the alchemist circle have called him a darling of the heavens," said the dicine King Valley Master with a smile, looking at Shen Qiang. "But obviously, now that you are here, he has been overshadowed."
Hearing this, Shen Qiang smiled.
Pan Zheng also sighed helplessly and then said seriously, "Chu Xiaotian is exceptionally talented and can truly be called a genius, but he is too flamboyant and lacks significantly in interpersonal relationships."
This evaluation made Bai Shiyi smile and say, "Pan Leader, evaluating Chu Xiaotian like this, aren't you afraid the Chu Family will be displeased with you?"
Upon hearing this, Pan Zheng smiled, "Not being in that position ans not worrying about it. I am the leader of the Thirty-two Skillful Hands. What I think about all day is how to obtain more benefits for the Thirty-two Skillful Hands, and in thirty years, it will undoubtedly be the world of the young people."
"But clearly, in terms of talent, comprehension, and creativity, Lin Fenghang is not as good as Chu Xiaotian. Originally, Chu Xiaotian would have been more suitable to take my place."
This statent left Shen Qiang sowhat surprised.
He couldn't help but take a look at the young man who had been seated with Chu Xiaotian.
Soon, Shen Qiang saw Lin Fenghang was smiling at him. The smile wasn't particularly honest or cunning; it felt more like a polite greeting.
It was similar to the kind of light nodding smile between classmates or colleagues.
Returning the smile, Shen Qiang turned his head.
The Golden Summit Hermit was talking about ordering Closed Moon hiding Hua Pills from Shen Qiang.
While the words were full of praise, Shen Qiang was evidently not interested in listening, instead frantically pondering how to steal Pan Zheng's tableware.
This was difficult.
If the people present were ordinary, then no matter what thod Shen Qiang used, obtaining Pan Zheng's tableware wouldn't be difficult. However, the people present were all cultivators, many of whom were above the Dao Fruit Stage. To quietly take Pan Zheng's used tableware under their watchful eyes was practically an impossible task.
But.
Compared to letting Zhan Deyuan sneak into Pan Zheng's residence, it was much safer.
The only issue was that if the banquet ended, and he directly put Pan Zheng's tableware into his storage ring, the many people around would definitely be suspicious.
The big shot of Heshenghe, Shen Qiang, who had secured a seven-billion order, stealing tableware would undoubtedly create an explosion. Given Pan Zheng's character and temperant, he would undoubtedly ask questions imdiately, and Shen Qiang would have no way to explain.
So if it were any other occasion, Shen Qiang could have used Jinchan or used synchronized True Yuan to store Pan Zheng's tableware in his personal space.
But clearly, these tricks couldn't be used here,
Moreover, all the tableware was the sa, and after the al, the items used would be cleaned and disinfected by people from the dicine King Valley. That way, there would be no way to identify the tableware used by Pan Zheng.
Even if it could be identified, the cleaned and disinfected tableware would be useless.
So, having Shen Qiang, the center of attention, do this was incredibly difficult.
Inattentively pondering, Shen Qiang was unable to co up with any good idea.
Until the dicine King Valley Master raised a glass, signaling the end of the banquet, Shen Qiang still hadn't thought of a good way forward.
Unexpectedly, however, he noticed that the cold-faced Ziyue was standing silently by the window beside the eighth seat, watching Pan Zheng.
This filled Shen Qiang with unwarranted tension.
Ziyue was a Dao Fruit Stage cultivator. If she launched a surprise attack on Pan Zheng when he was unprepared, Shen Qiang felt he had no confidence to stop her.
Not only that.
Killing Pan Zheng was trivial.
But if by any chance Ziyue was indeed Pan Zheng's daughter, and the situation wasn't what she thought it was, and she killed her own father, how would she live with herself after realizing the truth later? How could Shen Qiang interact with a woman who killed her own father?
Could she forgive herself?
What a dilemma.
Ziyue was a good person.
Very beautiful.
Charming.
Calm.
With powerful cultivation and a complicated background.
In both public and private aspects, Shen Qiang could not watch such a thing happen.
"Ziyue, I advise you to stay away from Pan Zheng," Shen Qiang secretly transmitted, then smiled at Pan Zheng, clearly seeing him using a toothpick.
Ziyue replied softly, "I won't make a move here."
Shen Qiang frowned and transmitted, "This isn't what you think. Give so ti, and I'll help you understand everything."
Hearing this, Ziyue didn't respond.
But just then, a child's excited voice echoed in the banquet hall, "Daddy! Daddy!"
Everyone, including Shen Qiang, was taken aback.
Then they saw a cute little boy, about six or seven years old, excitedly rushing over.
Everyone was surprised.
Pan Zheng smiled and said, "Sorry, my son."
Then he set down the toothpick, opened his arms, and not only embraced the boy who ca running but also lovingly smiled and said, "Oh, did you miss ?"
"Yes!" The little boy joyously replied, his voice still slightly childish.
At the sa ti, a graceful woman, appearing to be in her early thirties, approached.
Pan Zheng smiled, quickly stood up, and smilingly said to everyone, "Let introduce, this is my wife."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qiang, who was secretly watching Ziyue, noticed the murderous intent already filling her eyes.
Sigh...
Sighing, Shen Qiang, as everyone stood, used True Yuan to quietly store the toothpick Pan Zheng had used in his storage ring.
But then, as Shen Qiang stood up, he clearly saw the Baihua Palace Master, Weisheng Zhii, looking at him with eyes full of curiosity and surprise, as if silently asking: Why are you taking the toothpick used by Pan Zheng?
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