"Cheng Ying, look at those guys. Tell them to watch their heads and keep their minds in check. Don't let those vixens steal their hearts away!" Li Ming said helplessly. Even after changing their uniforms, these guys were still the same. They couldn't resist the sight of those courtesans. "Didn't you teach them that if the young ladies from wealthy and powerful families could make it in the right place, they'd be better off than these prostitutes?"

"Heh, Lord Li is right, but we've just come out of the stronghold, so let everyone relax a bit!" Yan Chengying was quite lenient with these brothers who had followed him out of the banditry, and Li Ming's methods were very effective, making them quick to learn. These guys, who had a bit of a bandit mentality, could all obey orders without question.

It can be said that it opened Yan Chengying's eyes to a whole new world.

"Is this what you call talent?!" Li Ming was speechless at Yan Chengying. This guy looked a bit sinister, but he had a flaw: he loved his soldiers like his own children.

But the problem is, Yan Chengying should only be around twenty years old, so why does he seem so old-fashioned?

"Lord Li, look, the invitation from the Po County government office has arrived again. It's for a banquet. Should we go or not?" Yan Chengying forcefully changed the subject. He had actually figured out that Li Ming was just bored because he had been there for too long.

To be honest, Yan Chengying was also a little confused about who had spoiled Li Ming with this problem. No, with such an unpredictable personality, no one knew what he would say next.

Even more difficult to serve than the emperor's eunuchs, Yan Chengying had never been so speechless. He finally understood why Zhao Lianping always acted like a lackey.

Playing the lackey can save you a lot of trouble!

But Li Ming was looking at Yan Chengying. He felt that Yan Chengying had recently ruined his image. After all, in his initial impression, Yan Chengying should have been a scheming and ambitious tyrant.

Why does this lackey character seem so familiar?

Li Ming glanced around, and Zhao Lianping, who had just overheard Yan Chengying's words, immediately rushed over, bowing slightly as he swiftly approached. His steel spear was slung behind his back, and even though he wore a dark blue short-sleeved shirt, Li Ming felt as if the man's genitals had been cut off. Now Li Ming understood why Yan Chengying had seemed so familiar. Zhao Lianping, initially arrogant but now obsequious, said, "Then we definitely have to teach them a lesson. You know, Poyang County's recovery isn't thanks to their county government office, which doesn't even have a garrison, but to our Lord Li Ming! This banquet is a must, and we need to set up ten or eight tables!"

"Hey, hey, hey, stop, stop!" Li Ming looked at Zhao Lianping in front of him, hoping that Zhao Lianping would regain the aura he had when he was the leader.

Yan Chengying nodded in agreement. "That's right, that's right. Lord Li will naturally make his own judgment on this matter. Whether or not we have to attend the banquet depends on Lord Li's reputation!" Yan Chengying secretly warned himself that he had become too arrogant. He had never been this arrogant before.

This is supposed to be a county government office, how can they speak like this without giving anyone any face?

Li Ming turned to look at him and said, "I'm talking to you, speak properly!"

Yan Chengying's expression faltered. "Ahem, Lord Li, I think we can go to this banquet. After all, it can be seen as sending a signal to Poyang County and the surrounding counties, and at the same time provoking those guys from the Red Dragon Gang."

"Which Huang Shun and Lu Wei are you referring to?" Li Ming didn't care; these two guys' reputations and fame were entirely earned through killing.

Killing isn't a good thing. Even if Li Ming didn't come, he estimated that the people in the martial arts world, not to mention those of Cui Yuanpeng and Li Meng'an's level, could easily take care of these guys with just a few of their disciples.

That Qin Baijiang is somewhat troublesome. After all, Li Ming feels that this guy might be close to becoming a pseudo-Herrscher.

Of course, I guess I don't have much consciousness left.

As Li Ming was making his assessment, one of his men sped over on a bicycle, racing along the official road at breakneck speed, kicking up clouds of dust that forced all other vehicles and horses to give way.

The wooden bicycle suddenly stopped in front of Li Ming. Yan Chengying remained relatively calm as he looked at the travel-worn man in front of him, while Zhao Lianping cautiously held his long gun.

"Alright, alright, put down your gun!" Yan Chengying patted Zhao Lianping on the shoulder. Damn it, this guy seems to have gotten even stronger. Yan Chengying looked at him with his hands behind his back. "Alright, Liu Shuimiao, why are you in such a hurry? Don't you know you shouldn't be in such a rush? What if you bump into someone?"

"No, no, we encountered a caravan in Pixian County. They were carrying the banners of the Li family of Sichuan and had skilled guards. However, they claimed to know Lord Li and are now requesting to enter Poxian County."

Liu Shuimiao was panting, but Li Ming heard her clearly: "The Li family of Sichuan, let's go see them!"

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