On the dance floor, several guests were still brawling, the residual force of the Sound Cultivation Technique hadn't dissipated yet.
Li Banfeng withdrew the Path-breaking Technique, and the wall between the side hall and the dance floor "healed," causing the passage to disappear.
Song Qianhun dragged Chu Zikai in front of Li Banfeng: "This person, do you want him?"
Li Banfeng nodded and said, "Yes, I came specifically for him."
"Since you want him, money in one hand, goods in the other." Song Qianhun reached out to Li Banfeng.
Li Banfeng didn't quite understand, so he politely said: "Senior, name your price."
"Don't play dumb!" Song Qianhun said angrily, "Where's my stuff?"
Only then did Li Banfeng remember that Song Qianhun didn't want money; he wanted the shorts.
Quickly, he pulled out the shorts from his pocket and handed them to Song Qianhun: "Do you still want that box?"
Song Qianhun shook his head and said, "Forget about the box, I'll compensate Boss Chang later; it's not been easy for him."
As he spoke, Song Qianhun looked at Shui Yongquan, sighed, and said, "How did it come to this?"
Li Banfeng said, "He used the Cleansing Heart Technique to wash away his memory, not sure if he can be saved."
Song Qianhun unchained Shui Yongquan, who instinctively moved his joints once he was free of restraints.
"There's still a way," just that one movement gave Song Qianhun some hope, "he didn't clean it thoroughly, maybe there's a path to recovery. Old Shui is a smart guy, he should have left himself a backup plan."
"If the memory can be recovered, can the cultivation level also be regained?"
"There's a chance, but..." Song Qianhun paused for a moment, hesitant to speak directly.
Li Banfeng said, "Are you worried that Shui Yongquan will drag you down?"
"It's not about being dragged down, but the Iron Gate Fort territory, you know, the people of Iron Gate Fort, you also know, I can't afford to have too many eyes on me."
Li Banfeng understood what Song Qianhun meant.
The Iron Gate Fort territory connects Puluo State and the Outside Provinces.
The people of Iron Gate Fort are too simple, those who can fight are a group of Home Cultivators with little external contact.
Song Qianhun needs to keep a low profile to protect Iron Gate Fort.
"Senior, rest assured, I'll take care of Brother Shui's matter and place him somewhere appropriate."
Song Qianhun nodded slightly, "We do have a connection, but there are some things I still can't let go of."
Li Banfeng said, "Senior, I absolutely won't leak out today's events, nor the affair of the shorts. If you're really uneasy, let's have a gamble right here; I'll try my best to let you win."
Song Qianhun wasn't too pleased: "That's not nice to say, 'try my best to let you win'—is it really that difficult?
Let's not bet; I truly value the bond between us, let's become sworn brothers."
Li Banfeng slapped his chest: "Qianhun, I accept you as my brother, from now on I'm your elder brother!"
"Why are you the elder brother? How old are you? I'm not joking around; this is a serious brotherhood."
"Fine, you be the elder brother," Li Banfeng looked around, "I'm not really prepared here."
Song Qianhun said, "I am prepared; I have incense candles and Yellow Paper."
The two pledged their oath on the spot and became sworn brothers.
Song Qianhun, holding the shorts, left Rock Tower Village feeling much more at ease.
The dice cup asked in confusion: "What were you thinking? Becoming brothers with such a youngster? Won't people laugh their heads off?"
"Laugh at me?" Song Qianhun snorted, "A small gamble might not profit, but a big gamble never loses, and I've never failed in high-stakes gambling. This brotherhood isn't a loss; let's see who truly is the gambling hero!"
Song Qianhun left, and Li Banfeng took out the begging bowl, testing the surrounding Dark Dimension Space, but the bowl remained unresponsive.
Could it be a Hidden Form Space? Maybe Old Luo's equipment could detect it.
The long-unconscious Chu Zikai suddenly opened his eyes, preparing to launch a Technique.
Li Banfeng stomped on his mouth, then opened the door to his Portable Residence: "Save your strength, don't rush to speak, I have many things to ask you."
PS: Where should Shui Yongquan be placed?
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