Immortal God of War-Chapter 924 - 882: Fu An-shan’s Embarrassment

"You’re saying that, and now I’m a bit upset!"

Fatty said, taking out a Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill from the Qiankun Bag and waving it before the grandfather and granddaughter.

Seeing the Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill, Li He perked up immediately, got up in a rush toward Fatty, reaching out to grab it.

"Hold on."

Fatty quickly dodged, moving his hand aside.

"What?"

Li He was puzzled, his eyes full of desire.

Fatty shook his head and sighed, "Your granddaughter’s attitude earlier left me quite dissatisfied!"

"Yan’er, hurry up and apologize."

Li He immediately turned to Li Yan and said.

"Apologize?"

Li Yan was stunned, glaring at Li He angrily, "Why should I? It was their fault in the first place, can’t I say it?"

"Oh dear!"

Li He quickly ran over beside Li Yan, whispering, "Yes, yes, you’re right in this matter, but for grandfather’s future, could you just give in a little?"

"This is a matter of principle, I absolutely won’t apologize."

Li Yan was not buying it at all, turning her head away, pouting and visibly unhappy.

"Well..."

Li He looked at Li Yan, then at Fatty, his old face full of helplessness.

Fatty couldn’t help but laugh, then displayed generosity and said, "Forget it, I can’t be bothered to fuss with you, such a difficult woman, here, take it!"

With that, he tossed the Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill to Li He.

"Thank you, thank you."

Grabbing the pill, Li He thanked him repeatedly, then bent his head to scrutinize the Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill with eyes shining brightly.

However.

Li Yan was really not having it.

Calling her difficult? Isn’t that unreasonable?

Seeing things might turn bad, Li He quickly put away the pill and advised, "Yan’er, could you say a little less, please? Consider it your grandfather’s plea."

"Grandfather."

Li Yan raised her eyebrow, looking at Li He.

"What’s the matter?"

Li He asked.

Li Yan said, "I’ve noticed you’ve changed, become somewhat spineless."

Li He’s face darkened, angrily said, "Come on, is that how you talk to your grandfather? No respect!"

"It’s true."

Li Yan snorted through her nose.

To get despised by his own granddaughter, Li He felt bitter inside!

Thud!!

But at this moment.

A knock on the door sounded.

Li He straightened his emotions, put away the Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill, returned to his seat, and said, "Come in."

Li Yan and Fatty sensibly stood behind Li He.

Because Fatty was here for work, in front of outsiders, he needed to appear industrious.

The door was opened, and a guard in black stood at the entrance, respectfully saying, "Sir, Master Fu An-shan requests to meet."

"Here again?"

Li He frowned.

In over a year, Fu An-shan came countless times.

Every visit was the same, always inquiring about the source of the Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill.

The guard asked, "Should you meet him or not?"

"We’re all working in the Trading Pavilion, and run into each other all the time, it’s hard to turn him away."

"Invite him in!"

Li He sighed, a hint of helplessness in his expression.

"Yes."

The guard turned and left.

"You two should remain silent later."

Fu An-shan is perceptive, a small mistake might let him catch on."

Li He turned to Fatty and Yan’er, advising in a hushed voice.

Both nodded.

"Brother Li, haven’t seen you for days, hope you’re well!"

Moments later.

Fu An-shan arrived.

Standing in the doorway, he looked at Li He and smiled, just like catching up with an old friend, exceedingly cordial.

In his hand, he carried a delicate gift box!

"I’m doing very well."

Li He stood up, smiled, and said, "Come in, sit."

Fu An-shan entered the lounge, closed the door, then walked to Li He, placing the gift box on the desk.

"What’s this?"

Li He glanced at the gift box, then suspiciously looked at Fu An-shan.

"Heh, this must be a gift for your grandfather."

Fatty chuckled, telepathically communicated to Li Yan.

"This guy has a skin thickness that’s beyond words, it’s best to get used to it."

Li Yan responded, reflecting disdain in her words.

"Weren’t you fond of tea, brother?"

"I specifically prepared some top-grade tea leaves for you."

"I picked them myself, leaf by leaf, please don’t despise them!"

Fu An-shan laughed.

"This is too much, too precious, I can’t accept."

Li He waved his hand, pretending to be flattered.

In his heart, he knew well, the tea was surely bought casually at the marketplace by Fu An-shan.

What hand-picked, what leaf by leaf, was all deceit.

But no matter what, the formalities had to be observed.

"This..."

Fu An-shan frowned, feigning anger, "Brother, wouldn’t accepting this give face?"

In truth, whether or not he was feigning anger was uncertain.

"Alright then, I’ll accept with pleasure."

Li He looked at the gift box, ultimately nodded.

"Sir, wait a moment."

At this point.

Fatty spoke up.

"What is it?"

Li He turned his head, puzzled, looking at him.

"Allow me to try it first to see if there’s any poison."

The Fatty said respectfully, then walked to the desk and directly opened the gift box.

"Uh!"

Seeing this.

Li He and Li Yan’s faces were filled with shock.

Soon after, both of their faces couldn’t help but twitch.

It’s one thing to suspect others, but to blatantly inspect the goods in front of them, how would that make Fu An-shan feel?

The grandfather and granddaughter glanced at Fu An-shan.

As expected.

Fu An-shan’s face was currently gloomy to the extreme, and his gaze toward the Fatty was as if he couldn’t wait to skin him alive.

The Fatty, however, seemed oblivious, took out a tea leaf, and chewed it in his mouth.

A moment later.

He spit out the tea leaf, nodded, and said, "This tea is indeed good."

Then he looked at Li He, bowing as he said, "Sir, it’s not poisoned, you can accept it with peace of mind."

Li He couldn’t help but almost laugh but dared not, so he held it in and nodded.

But Fu An-shan was about to explode with anger.

He stared at the Fatty and said, "If I haven’t remembered incorrectly, weren’t you the one following around Qin Daye and the others a year ago?"

"Yeah!"

The Fatty nodded.

Fu An-shan said in a deep voice, "Then why are you here now?"

"My talent is lacking, the people from the General Tower don’t think much of me, so I have to find a job to earn a living."

"What’s the matter, you got a problem with that?"

The Fatty said mockingly.

Fu An-shan clenched his fists, his joints cracking.

Seeing this.

Li He knew something was wrong and hurriedly scolded the Fatty, "Who gave you the nerve to speak to Steward Fu like that? Apologize to him now, or pack your things and get out!"

The Fatty shrunk his neck, quickly bowed, and said, "I was rude, I ask for Steward Fu’s forgiveness, please don’t hold it against me."

"Hmph!"

Fu An-shan snorted coldly, then looked at Li He and said, "Old Li, let’s not beat around the bush, I have no other intentions, I just want to know, who refined the Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill?"

"When I was cooperating with that person, it was agreed in advance not to reveal his identity to anyone."

"I didn’t even tell the Pavilion Master or the Deputy Pavilion Master when they asked me."

"So, I can only apologize to you."

Li He said.

Fu An-shan’s eyebrows twitched, and the anger in his heart almost burst forth.

But he held it back and said, "When are you planning to auction the second Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill?"

"This..."

Li He hesitated for a moment, initially wanting to tell Fu An-shan that he hadn’t decided yet.

But before he could speak, Fu An-shan said, "You haven’t obtained the second Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill from him yet, have you? Your efficiency is really lacking!"

Li He’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "What are you trying to imply?"

"With the Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill, you are sure to be the next Deputy Pavilion Master."

"However, if you’re not proactive, it could end up like before."

Fu An-shan said indifferently.

Anyone with sense could hear the mockery in those words.

"Thank you for your concern."

"But in my view, ending up like before isn’t a big deal."

"All in all, I won’t be like some people, putting on a humble act every day, fawning over this and that."

Li He said with a faint smile.

"What did you say?"

Fu An-shan’s face darkened, with a fierce glint in his eyes.

"Things are getting ugly."

The Fatty snickered secretly.

"For someone like Fu An-shan, you just can’t show him a friendly face, you know?"

Li Yan sneered secretly.

And facing Fu An-shan’s fierce gaze, Li He merely smiled calmly, and said, "You know perfectly well what was said."

"Fine."

"We’ll see."

"I want to see how you climb to the position of Deputy Pavilion Master without the Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill!"

Fu An-shan chuckled coldly and swept away with his sleeves.

"Wait."

"This ’great gift’ of yours, I’m truly unable to accept it, you better take it back!"

"Besides, there’s something else I want to show you, you’ll definitely be surprised."

Li He waved his hand, and the gift box on the table flew towards Fu An-shan.

Fu An-shan paused, turned, grabbed the gift box, then looked at Li He and saw him take out a pill from the Qiankun Bag.

"What?"

"The Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill!"

Fu An-shan froze on the spot.

"I wanted to tell you earlier that I’ve already obtained one, but you wouldn’t let me say it."

"How about it?"

"How do you feel upon seeing this Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill?"

Li He said playfully.

This was a real-life slap in the face!

Fu An-shan’s expression was extremely colorful.

"Alright, I won’t see you out."

"In the future, if you have time, don’t bother coming to see me."

"Because meeting me won’t help you at all."

"Better to butter up the Pavilion Master, maybe one day he’ll be in a good mood and just let you be the Deputy Pavilion Master."

"When that time comes, I hope you’ll keep me in mind!"

"Oh, I must also thank you sincerely."

Li He put away the Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill, chuckling.

He had a reason to say thank you too.

Because initially, the first person Qin Feiyang approached wasn’t him, but Fu An-shan.

If back then Fu An-shan had been a bit more courteous and less arrogant, the one partnering with Qin Feiyang now would definitely be Fu An-shan, and Li He wouldn’t have any role to play.

Therefore.

Li He was deeply grateful to Fu An-shan.

But Fu An-shan didn’t know any of this; he only thought Li He was taunting him.

"You’ve got the nerve!"

He left behind a resentful remark, then stormed off with the gift box.

Of course.

Li He’s words indeed carried a hint of ridicule.