After a pleasant evening with a few people, Li Chonglou returned to his residence only to find Sanyang still diligently training.
These days, Sanyang had barely touched his phone in order to achieve the plan given by Li Chonglou, spending his entire day training, resting, eating, and showering.
He was like someone isolated from the world.
However, his results were very effective. His originally thin body now began to show muscle definition. Not only that, but his strength, ability to withstand blows, and reaction speed had all doubled.
In fact, Sanyang's perseverance had exceeded Li Chonglou's expectations. In his impression, Sanyang was the kind of punk who easily gave up halfway. Although his true inner self was still kind, Li Chonglou had deliberately increased the volume at the beginning of his training plan, intending to gradually reduce it after Sanyang couldn't stand it and wanted to quit.
This was to boost his self-confidence and patience.
But from the beginning until now, several days had passed, and Sanyang hadn't even uttered a word of complaint.
In the hall, Li Chonglou watched Sanyang training with complete focus. After thinking for a while, he finally decided not to disturb him.
He already had two candidates to lead the team to the neighboring county to resolve the matter of the auction pass: one was Sanyang, and the other was Hei Dao, who was still in the hospital.
For Li Chonglou, he chose Sanyang because he had enough understanding of him and could trust him; he chose Hei Dao because of his strong personal strength.
Ideally, he would send both of them, but this depended on how Hei Dao's injuries recovered.
For a normal person, severe injuries would not allow them to leave the hospital so quickly, but Li Chonglou had personally examined Hei Dao's injuries. In reality, the more serious issue was the number of wounds and severe blood loss. If he could regain some color within this week, it would not be a major problem for him to leave the hospital.
Therefore, Li Chonglou decided to give them another week to see what they could achieve.
After a simple wash, Li Chonglou lay back on the bed to rest. He was completely unaware that in the group chat of the Antique Association in Shangjing, it had exploded due to the matter involving the bald man.
"No way, Tu Chuan knelt down and called someone master?"
"Hahaha, I saw it myself. My friend secretly recorded it. He made a bet with someone and lost, so he had to kneel and call the other person master."
"Damn it, does Old Jin know about this? Old Jin is going to have a peer out of nowhere!"
"Who is so fierce that they dared to make Tu Chuan call them master? Although Tu Chuan's character is a bit lacking, he is still Old Jin's disciple!"
"Does anyone have a photo of that fierce person?"
Someone posted a slightly blurry photo.
"Can't see clearly... But are these Tu Chuan's three inner guards?"
"Emmm, I seem to have heard that that fierce person exchanged blows with the inner guards and fought to a draw."
"Both? Damn, who's going to dig this guy out? I want to apprentice too!"
For a moment, the entire group chat was flooded with various astonishing emoticons.
At the same time, at the Xing Street Management Office in Panjiayuan, the diligent Xian Yan was staying late to work. Suddenly, her phone kept popping up with notifications. Xian Yan picked it up and found that the Antique Association group chat had somehow reached over three hundred messages.
Unfortunately, when she opened it and saw the string of emoticons, she immediately lost interest and went back to work.
If she had scrolled up a bit further, she would have discovered that the fierce person was none other than her partner, Li Chonglou.
A good night's sleep.
The next morning, Li Chonglou washed up and drove to the police station. The officers on duty had not yet arrived for work, but after standing for only two or three minutes, Li Chonglou saw Lin Qianqian.
Lin Qianqian was still in her police uniform today. Her striking figure was perfectly showcased by the tight-fitting uniform. However, what attracted more attention than her figure was her aura. The way her tied-up long hair swept past her cheeks in the wind, with that heroic spirit, always made Li Chonglou's eyes light up.
"So early?"
Lin Qianqian was quite surprised, clearly not expecting Li Chonglou to arrive earlier than her.
Li Chonglou shrugged and said, "Didn't you say it would be safe by your side? So I came early to wait for you."
As Lin Qianqian listened, she suddenly felt something was a little off, but she couldn't pinpoint why. She could only shake her head and let it go.
"Let's go, come in with me. Today I'll introduce you to some colleagues, so you'll recognize them later and can help out."
Uh, is this the legendary tool person? Li Chonglou complained silently, then followed behind Lin Qianqian into the police station.
However, at this moment, another voice rang out.
"Junior sister, good morning."
Lin Qianqian's expression changed slightly, while Li Chonglou turned directly to look. Calling someone junior sister, that must be the one who caused trouble for me yesterday.
As he thought this, Li Chonglou saw what his so-called senior brother looked like.
With a square face, phoenix eyes, and thin lips, he was indeed somewhat handsomely masculine.
However, his phoenix eyes were always shrouded in a mist, making their depth unreadable, which made people instinctively wary.
Li Chonglou's eyes narrowed slightly. This kind of feature was generally only possessed by disciples from families with ancient martial arts heritage, representing a state of near completion or already achieved minor accomplishment. He had also experienced this situation a long time ago.
After observing, Li Chonglou's lips suddenly curved into a smile. He turned to Lin Qianqian and affectionately said, "Little Qianqian, is this your senior brother?"
Lin Qianqian stumbled, almost falling to the ground.
"What the heck? What did you call me?"
Lin Qianqian looked at Li Chonglou in shock. This move had indeed startled her.
However, Li Chonglou wasn't finished. He added, "He's quite handsome too. Not as bad as you said."
Li Chonglou said this without regard for the man's expression, which seemed as if he wanted to devour him alive. He even intended to step forward and shake his hand in greeting, but Lin Qianqian grabbed him and forcibly pulled him into the police station.
"Senior brother, we have something urgent to attend to, so we'll be busy."
Lin Qianqian threw this sentence over her shoulder without looking back, but Li Chonglou grabbed her.
"Yes, we do have things to be busy with. This gentleman..."
"Shut up!"
Li Chonglou's emphasis on the word "we" made Lin Qianqian break out in a cold sweat. She immediately whispered a warning in his ear. Although she was exuding her killing intent, to others, it looked a lot like flirting.
Outside the police station, someone's killing intent was almost palpable.
And in Lin Qianqian's personal office.
Lin Qianqian forcefully pushed Li Chonglou against the wall. This time, she was no longer flirting. The biting cold emanating from her was enough to freeze him.
With killing intent in her eyes, Lin Qianqian warned him word by word: "If this happens again, I won't be so polite to you."