Once I enter the pass, great Confucian scholars will surely debate the classics for me.

Upon hearing this, Old Master Pei relaxed, laughed heartily, and raised his glass in a toast: "Of course, of course. Thank you for your magnanimity, my dear nephew. I will definitely keep her in check. If she dares to cause trouble again, I will break her legs."

Zhou Qingfeng smiled slightly, raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp, then turned the empty glass upside down to symbolize that the personal grudges were now wiped away.

Firstly, the grudge between myself and Pei Xingchun is not deep at present. Since Pei Wanqian can ask my master to mediate, I should take care of my master's face and take this opportunity to curry favor with him so as not to put him in a difficult position.

Secondly, the Luo family gang would be weakened if one of its core members were missing, which would not harm them at all; on the contrary, they would benefit from it, so why not?

Thirdly, the former deputy commander Pei Wanqian would owe his master a favor, which Pei Wanqian would have to repay one day. Who knows, when it comes time to repay the favor, he might have to repay it himself.

Fourth, such interpersonal relationships are inevitable in a group. As long as one's core interests are not infringed, turning hostility into friendship is a very wise choice, so as not to push people to the brink.

Old Master Pei handed his daughter a glass of wine and said, "Chun'er, make a statement. Stand up and toast Si Lang, formally apologize to him, and admit your mistake."

Looking at her father's stern eyes, Pei Xingchun hesitated, then silently picked up her wine glass, stood up, and bowed to offer a toast: "I'm sorry, Fourth Brother, it was Chun'er who was ignorant. Chun'er apologizes to you."

After saying this, Pei Xingchun raised her glass and drank it all in one gulp. It was unladylike, but very decisive.

Zhou Qingfeng said with a smile, "Alright, Miss Pei, we're friends from now on. It's not worth making a big deal out of a little misunderstanding. Please sit down and have some food. The duck at Zuixianlou is truly exceptional; it would be a shame not to try it."

Pei Xingchun smiled politely, nodded, picked up her chopsticks, and tasted it: "Not bad, very delicious."

After the business was settled and the misunderstanding was resolved with the mediation of the elders of both sides, all that remained was for Qiu Chengde and Pei Wanqian, the two close friends, to drink and chat, reminiscing about the many interesting things they had experienced in their youth.

"Old Qiu, I have a bottle of the ancient Guanyin Blood Wine stored in Zuixianlou. There are less than a thousand bottles of this wine in existence. Every bottle I drink is one less bottle available. To thank you for stepping in to mediate today, I'm going to spend a lot of money."

"Chun'er, go tell the shopkeeper to bring me my Great Thousand Guanyin Blood Wine. Go get it yourself."

Upon hearing this, Pei Xingchun stood up respectfully, greeted everyone, and then left.

Zhou Qingfeng clasped his hands in a fist salute, stood up, and said, "Master, I'll go and urge them to prepare the staple food."

"Hmm." Qiu Chengde stroked his beard and smiled, watching his disciple leave the VIP box.

Pei Wanqian said, "Old Qiu, thank you very much. Consider this a favor I owe you today. If you need anything from me in the future, just tell me and I guarantee I'll handle it perfectly and make sure you're completely satisfied."

Qiu Chengde took a sip of wine and smiled slightly: "I do have something I need you to do. You've seen my disciple; he knows when to advance and when to retreat, understands the bigger picture, and most importantly, respects his teacher. He's won my heart."

"To be honest, I treat him like my own disciple and raise him as half a son."

“Today, out of respect for me, he was willing to suffer himself rather than make things difficult for me, his teacher. As his teacher, I naturally have to think about his feelings as well.”

Upon hearing this, Pei Wanqian tentatively asked, "You want me to help him gain a foothold in the Fifth Division?"

Qiu Chengde smiled faintly: "No need, because this is an essential experience in Silang's life. No one can help him. If he can't even take over the Fifth Division, how will he manage to take over more important departments and be competent for more important positions in the future? I can help him for a while, but I can't help him for a lifetime. I will die someday too."

“I can pave the way for him, but he still has to walk it himself. He has to experience the conspiracies, tricks, and deceit he encounters along the way. No one can do it for him. I can only support him.”

Upon hearing this, Pei Wanqian sighed, "Old Qiu, I can see that you really care about your apprentice. Just tell me, since it's not about helping him take over the Fifth Division, then you want me to do something else."

Qiu Chengde nodded and said, "I need you to find the Staff of the King of Power and bring it back to me. With this item by my side, Si Lang will have a smoother path on the road to power when he reaches the Poisonous Realm in the future."

Pei Wanqian's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but cross his arms to his chest, saying, "The Staff of the King of Quan, this ancient treasure has long since disappeared. It has been more than a thousand years since it last appeared. Where am I supposed to find it for you?"

Qiu Chengde said, "Recently, it has reappeared. The Staff of the Prince of Quan is in the hands of Ghost Eye Buddha. Ghost Eye Buddha recently appeared in the No Man's Land. I have arranged for Plum Blossom spies to meet you in the No Man's Land. You just need to go there, find Ghost Eye Buddha's whereabouts, kill him or steal it, whatever you do, get the Staff of the Prince of Quan back to me."

Pei Wanqian said helplessly, "I knew you wouldn't be able to repay favors. Ghost Eye Buddha of the Renxin Sect, tsk, this guy is very troublesome. He has been active in the Five Turbid World for hundreds of years and is still alive. He is a ruthless character."

Qiu Chengde smiled and said, "If I can get away, I'll go myself. That Ghost-Eyed Buddha likes to wander around. I don't know how long it would take to chase him. If it takes ten or eight years, I can't afford to wait that long."

Pei Wanqian said, "Alright, then I'll go for you. It's a three-year period. If I can't retrieve the Prince Quan's Staff within three years, you can let me do something else to repay this favor. You know, the Renxin Sect is elusive and very difficult to deal with. Even if I dig three feet into the ground in a no-owner area, I might not be able to find them."

Qiu Chengde smiled and extended his hand: "It's a deal."

Pei Wanqian shook his head, reached out and patted Qiu Chengde's palm, thus settling the matter.

The Staff of the King of Power, originating from the staff of the King of Power in ancient times, is an extremely rare artifact with the potential for growth. It can grow up to the sixth realm of the Food and Injury Realm. With this artifact, Zhou Qingfeng can use it all the way to the sixth realm without having to replace any of his main battle artifacts along the way.

The key point is the artifact, the King's Staff, which perfectly aligns with the power rules that Zhou Qingfeng plans to study in the future.

Because the effect of this ancient artifact is to create a domain of power, all beings, whether human, god, immortal, Buddha, or demon, will be controlled by the holder of the Power King's Staff. It is truly one of the top ancient artifacts of the Six Realms of Power.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Pei Xingchun and Zhou Qingfeng stood on the viewing platform on the second floor of Zuixianlou, holding a wine pot in one hand and a wine cup in the other, drinking and admiring the night view of the Sword Tower and the scarlet moon in the sky.

"You won, but I'm not convinced." Pei Xingchun looked up at the moon and said this out of the blue.

Zhou Qingfeng said calmly, "I don't need you to submit. You just need to know that my master and your father are best friends with an unbreakable relationship. We can have our little squabbles, but we can't become mortal enemies."

"You should feel fortunate to have such a powerful father to back you up. Even if you choose the wrong side, he can still help you in critical moments. Otherwise, you would have to go down with the Luo family gang."

Upon hearing this, Pei Xingchun glanced at him sideways and said, "You're so confident that you can defeat Teacher Luo? I don't understand what you're relying on. You're not thinking of relying on your master or your mother for help, are you?"

Zhou Qingfeng said calmly, "Miss Pei, you're out of the game. You're not qualified to know more unless you're willing to help me. Then I'll consider telling you more of what you want to know."

Pei Xingchun tilted her head and chuckled, "Zhou Silang, you're handsome enough, but you're dreaming. Do you really think I can help you deal with Teacher Luo? Alright, I'm not going to waste my breath on you anymore. I'm going to deliver the wine. Your master is waiting to drink the Great Thousand Guanyin's Blood Wine."

After saying that, Pei Xingchun shook the sealed wine bottle in her hand, smiled, and walked away.

Zhou Qingfeng watched her retreating figure, then turned around again to gaze at the crimson moonlight, stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm as still water, and drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.