Rebirth 78, the beginning of the marriage was broken off by the female educated youth

Chapter 1911 The Affairs of the Martial World Are Over

In the Intermediate People's Court, Li Xiangnan was holding Li Xitang and teasing him. The little guy was tugging at his father's finger and laughing.

But then he heard his father, Li Fugui, coming from the backyard: "Xiangnan, your grandfather and Grandpa Du have finished talking. They have some things they want to tell you privately. Let's go!"

Li Xiangnan's expression hardened.

These words were like an invisible command, instantly pulling him out of the vibrant, lifelike scene he had just been immersed in.

After handing the child to his wife Qin Ruobai and nodding to his mother and grandmother, Li Xiangnan composed himself, turned around, and walked steadily toward the backyard.

In the courtyard, the sun still shone warmly, and the rhythmic sound of Lan Cuihua vigorously scrubbing clothes filled the air; the place remained peaceful and harmonious.

But Li Xiangnan knew that the moment he stepped into the backyard, the undercurrents beneath the tranquility would be stirred up.

The two guards at the entrance of the side room in the backyard, their sharp aura honed through countless trials, had only increased. When they saw Li Xiangnan approaching, they nodded to him and silently made way for him, clearly having received prior notice.

As you push open the door, the aroma of tea still lingers in the room, yet it seems as if a layer of invisible thin ice has solidified inside.

Grandpa Li Dequan sat in his armchair, rubbing his pipe in his hand, his brows furrowed in deep concern.

Du Xingyue stood by the window with his hands behind his back, his tall figure facing the doorway, gazing at the old jujube tree in the courtyard, as if scrutinizing the ever-changing Yanjing city through its branches.

Hearing the door open, Du Xingyue slowly turned around, his frighteningly bright eyes looking at Li Xiangnan.

At this moment, there was less of the sentimentality of old friends reuniting and more of a depth and sharpness. When it fell on Li Xiangnan, it carried a scrutinizing tone, but more so the concern and consideration of an elder for a deceased friend and his junior.

"Xiang Nan is here, please sit down!" Du Xingyue's voice was not loud, but it carried the natural authority of someone who had long held a high position, making it particularly clear in the quiet room.

"Grandpa Du!" Li Xiangnan nodded respectfully, keeping a very humble posture.

He knew that the old man in front of him was a powerful ally that his grandfather had invited, and a key figure who could throw a boulder into the deep pool.

Things are different now. Before, it was a business war or a political battle, and Li Xiangnan had enough power to deal with it on his own.

However, people like Little Buddha and Mr. are subtly connected to powerful families and secret factions in Yanjing, and these are people that cannot be dealt with through official channels.

There's a saying that goes, "What happens in the martial world should be settled within the martial world."

There are some things that people like Shen Qianzhong and Song Yingxin cannot interfere with.

Du Xingyue nodded slightly in response to his greeting. He didn't speak immediately, but walked back to the coffee table, his eyes fixed on Li Xiangnan's young and resolute face.

“Your grandfather has already told me everything!” He finally spoke, “The old grudges of your Li family, the turmoil after coming to Beijing, and recently… that little Buddha…”

When he mentioned Little Buddha, there was a very subtle pause in his tone, which was almost impossible for Li Xiangnan to detect unless he was completely focused.

Li Dequan listened quietly without interrupting, only casting his gaze upon his old friend with eyes full of trust.

Du Xingyue continued, "Xiang Nan, you're young and energetic, and you want to find out the truth and protect your family. Your intentions are good! Your grandfather wants you to go out and experience things! We old guys will be watching from behind, and we'll definitely lend a hand when we can!"

He changed the subject, his tone carrying the earnestness of an elder: "However, Beijing has its own rules! When the waters are murky and all sorts of people mingle, there are certain lines you can't cross! And some people you can't judge by appearances!"

"The world these days is not like when we were young, when we risked our lives for loyalty! The new 'Buddhas' are different from the ones we used to follow. The people they gather are more unruly and less disciplined!"

He didn't directly belittle or compare him to the young master, but the implication in his words revealed a certain message.

This rising star, the Little Buddha, has already eroded and changed many of the old patterns in Yanjing with his rise and his style of doing things. Even someone like Du Xingyue needs to be re-examined and treated with caution.

This is a clever, shrewd, fact-based apprehension, stemming from a vigilance against the unpredictability of new forces, not cowardice.

Li Xiangnan listened intently, able to feel the weight of Du Xingyue's heartfelt words.

This is not simply a matter of support or opposition, but a reminder and warning based on Du Bancheng's profound experience accumulated over most of his life.

"If you want to investigate, of course you can!" Du Xingyue looked at Li Xiangnan, his eyes sharp as knives. "But you must remember what I'm about to say!"

Li Xiangnan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly nodded: "Grandpa Du, please speak!"

"First, you must be careful, both in the open and in the shadows. Sometimes, the person who gives you a message may not be trying to help you; they may have dug a pit for you to fall into! And the person who blocks you may not be trying to harm you! You must keep your eyes open to distinguish right from wrong!"

"I've got it!" Li Xiangnan carefully memorized it, and suddenly Shangguan Wanqing came to mind.

He didn't know why he suddenly thought of her, but he guessed that it was a case of mistaken identity.

After all, Shangguan Wanqing had told him about the Shangguan family, but those things were beneficial to him!

But in the future, you must carefully verify any messages you receive!

"Secondly, leveraging influence is fine, but it depends on whose influence you're leveraging and how you're leveraging it! Your grandfather, Li Shengshou, has a golden reputation, and the goodwill he cultivated back then extends to all walks of life. Some people recognize this reputation, which is more useful than recognizing money or power! When the time comes to use it, don't hesitate to do so!"

As he spoke, he glanced meaningfully at Li Dequan, who silently nodded, tacitly acknowledging his old friend's advice.

Li Xiangnan knew that his grandfather was willing to use those long-dormant connections for the sake of his grandchildren.

Du Xingyue's tone suddenly became more solemn, even revealing a resolute determination, as if it were a sacrifice.

"This third, and most important, point you must remember. When the truth is revealed and the root of the problem is touched, when you need to draw your sword, don't hesitate! Some dirty tricks are better left to us old folks to handle than to you young people getting involved in karma!"

hiss!

These words struck Li Xiangnan like a bomb, making his heart skip a beat.

Does Grandpa Du mean he can act as his henchman?

Seeing Li Xiangnan's thoughtful expression, Du Xingyue narrowed his eyes and said, "Your grandfather was kind and skillful all his life, and there were some ruthless methods he couldn't bring himself to use, but I, Du Xingyue, am not so old that I can't lift a knife!"

boom!

The protective intent and underlying murderous intent in those words sent a jolt through Li Xiangnan's heart and made his scalp tingle.

Du Xingyue has taken on the heaviest responsibility. For the sake of the Li family, he may have to break the peace he has maintained for many years and touch certain boundaries that he is unwilling to cross.

"Grandpa Du..."

Li Xiangnan's throat tightened slightly.

He was at a loss for words to express the profound affection and sense of responsibility he felt.