The Way of Spiritual Journey

Chapter 57, A Clash of Titans

Upstairs at Qingfeng Building, in a private room.

Everyone sat around the table, and wine and meat were served, but they didn't seem to be in much interest. Li Lang knew that it was all because of Chunyan's antics.

Li Lang thought for a moment, then took out a silver note from his pocket, counted out eight thousand taels, and handed it to Wolong.

"Brothers, you've all worked hard. You and Fengchu will take four thousand taels, and the four from Langshan will each take one thousand taels. Let's divide it up," Li Lang said.

Wolong looked at the silver note in his hand, his eyes lighting up, but he pretended to be nonchalant and said, "No, Brother Lang, that's not what we meant."

"Heh, don't pretend in front of me. Hurry up and break it up. This is just a little something from your older brother, don't make me lose my appetite." Li Lang laughed and scolded.

"Alright!" Seeing Li Lang's calm expression, without the slightest displeasure, she knew he was sincere.

Wolong felt a sense of relief, then happily shouted, "Brothers, Brother Lang is giving out rewards!"

"Brother Lang is awesome!" Fengchu shouted excitedly as he received his share of two thousand taels of silver.

"Brother Lang is awesome!" The Four Heroes of Langshan had never seen so much money in their lives. Their hands were trembling as they held the silver notes, and they shouted excitedly in unison.

"Brother Lang is really good at this!" Wolong got excited and stood up to continue shouting.

"Brother Lang is really good!" The Four Young Phoenixes sang in unison.

"Brother Lang is so handsome that even girls feel ashamed!" Wolong sang again.

"Brother Lang is so handsome..."

"Stop!" Li Lang rolled his eyes, banged on the table, and decisively interrupted, "Are you performing opera? Can't you eat in peace? If not, get out of here. You're always so irresponsible."

"Hehe, I can eat, I can eat, huh?" Wolong, with his thick-skinned face like a sow, chuckled and picked up the pork knuckle to start gnawing on it.

"Let's eat, let's eat." The Four Young Phoenixes followed with smiles.

"This money, what a bastard, but it's the most useful of all!" Li Lang thought to himself, looking at everyone's delighted expressions.

That's right, it was when Li Langhua gave Chunyan two thousand taels of silver that the dormant, dead-dog-like horizontal bar in his mind suddenly came to life.

There was a protrusion in the center of the crossbar, like a horn.

From that moment on, Li Lang made a decision: he would spend at least ten thousand taels of silver today, and perhaps an even bigger surprise awaited him.

Sure enough, as soon as the eight thousand taels of silver notes were thrown out, the horns on the horizontal bar quickly rose and grew into a vertical bar.

At this point, a problem arose.

A sudden, sharp pain shot through Li Lang's mind. He hurriedly probed his brain with his consciousness and saw that the vertical bar was stuck to the horizontal bar, swinging wildly as if trying to be pulled off the horizontal bar.

Of course, the horizontal bar was no pushover. "You think you can just take away the flesh that grew on my body for a few bucks? No way!" The horizontal bar strained with all its might, its whole body trembling, determined not to let the vertical bar leave its body.

"Hey, old man, let go! I paid for this!" Suddenly, the bar spoke up.

Li Lang was instantly stunned. "These are all sentient beings! He can't even handle one horizontal bar, and now there's a vertical one too? This is going to be the death of him!"

"So what if I paid money? I paid money too. You want to take a cut from me? No way." That's right, that was Heng Gang's voice, Li Lang recognized it.

"Paying to get dressed, oh no, I mean paying to get rid of someone, that's an age-old principle. If you still don't know what's good for you, I'll crush you." It was clear that this guy was no saint, and Li Lang was speechless.

At that moment, Li Lang felt a jolt in his head, as if someone had stepped on his skull a few times.

"Ah, you dare step on me? I'll fight you to the death!" The horizontal bar was truly enraged. Its two ends curled up, like two hands, tightly pressing down on the vertical bar, refusing to let it slip.

"What are you standing there watching the show for? Hurry up and spend the money, or I'll make you regret it." Li Lang clearly realized that these words were directed at him by Shu Gang.

Li Lang hurriedly withdrew his consciousness; he couldn't afford to offend either of these two gentlemen.

At this moment, the portly owner of Qingfenglou came in to offer a toast.

Li Lang pulled out a hundred-tael silver note and slammed it on the table. "Check, please!"

The boss looked surprised, wondering where he had failed to serve his guests properly.

Fengchu, with her sharp eyes, noticed that Li Lang's expression was somewhat unnatural and guessed that something might have happened to him.

"Stop talking nonsense, grab the money and get out of here!" Fengchu shouted.

The fat boss nodded repeatedly, hurriedly took the silver notes, and retreated towards the door.

Sure enough, at that very moment, Li Lang breathed a sigh of relief. The two opposing forces in his mind finally dissipated, and then there was no more pulling. Like two old dogs that had collapsed on the ground after exhaustion and were in dire need of rest, everything returned to calm.

"Brother Lang, are you alright?" Feng Chu asked with some unease.

"It's nothing, let's eat." Li Lang shook his head.

At this moment, Zhu, Shi, and Wang, who were sitting to the side, looked at each other, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding.

"Brother Lang, I'd like to offer you a toast." Shi Butong stood up, holding a wine glass, and tentatively said.

Li Lang stared straight at Shi Butong without saying a word.

The scene fell silent. Everyone looked at each other, unsure how to proceed.

After a moment, Li Lang smiled, picked up his wine glass, and said, "Come on, let's all have a drink together."

"Come on, everyone, let's drink together!" Everyone raised their glasses in response.

"Follow me from now on, and Brother Lang won't let you down." Li Lang raised his wine glass to the three men, Zhu, Shi, and Wang, and said with a smile.

"Yes, yes." The three were flattered and stood up straight, drinking the wine in their glasses in one gulp.

Li Lang's words were interesting; he didn't mention yesterday's events at all, because there was no need to.

In that situation, this is how a normal person would react. Being demanding will only make you seem immature and lacking in magnanimity.

Li Lang was certainly magnanimous. After a cup of wine, all past grievances were forgotten. The road ahead was long, and time would tell whether people were good or bad.

This is what Li Lang meant without explicitly stating it, and I believe the three of them understood.

These three were all intelligent people, so of course they understood. At this moment, their respect for Li Lang increased once again, and their belief in following him became even stronger.

"Haha, that's right! Follow Brother Lang and you'll get meat to eat, follow Brother Lang and you'll get wine to drink, follow Brother Lang and you'll get to pick up girls..." After drinking a cup of wine, Wolong's mind immediately became active, and those smooth words came out of his mouth.

"Hahahaha." Everyone burst into laughter. The banquet scene finally returned to normal.

During the meal, Li Lang saw Wolong sneak out, knowing that the fat man must be going to ask the restaurant owner for the remaining silver after the bill was settled.

Just kidding, one hundred taels of silver, that's enough to last half a year!

Li Lang shook his head and just smiled. He had spent the money, but who ended up with it was none of his business.

"Brother Lang, another business opportunity." A moment later, Wolong's big head poked in from outside the door, looking sly.