When the Qingfeng Escort Agency Passes Through, All Under Heaven Must Make Way

Liu Qingshan watched Liu Fei sit on the ground, throwing a tantrum. He roared, "Get up! If you won't practice martial arts, what are you going to do? How will our Liu family trade be passed down?"

Liu Fei grumbled, "What the hell kind of trade is that? Escorting caravans is a death sentence. I don't know what our ancestors were thinking, taking up such a dangerous profession."

"You little brat! If you won't escort caravans, what will you do? How will you support yourself?"

Liu Fei rubbed his aching arm and argued back, "I don't care what I do, but I'm not escorting caravans. I'm a grown man. I can support myself doing any number of things. If you want to escort caravans, go ahead. What does it have to do with me?"

Liu Qingshan trembled with anger. "It's all my fault. I've let down our ancestors. I don't want to live anymore!"

Weeping, Liu Qingshan began wailing toward the ancestral tablets.

As he cried, he secretly kept an eye on Liu Fei, hoping this trick would move him to practice martial arts and inherit the family trade.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.