Chapter Forty-Eight: Li Qi’s Aura of a King

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Li Qi was not surprised by this. Aunt Lan’s family business mainly revolved around clothing, and now that they were expanding into his hometown, it was clearly a gesture of goodwill to discuss cooperation.

Having developed his wisdom, Li Qi now held a profound understanding of the world. Any matter could be grasped with near certainty in the blink of an eye.

This was the true allure of cultivation: strengthening oneself and enlightening the mind. Such a feeling surpassed the acquisition of wealth or power by a thousandfold. Indeed, this was the most precious treasure in the human world.

When Aunt Lan saw Li Qi, she was initially puzzled. After several seconds, she finally realized that the person before her was indeed Li Qi.

Li Qi’s appearance had changed only in subtle details; his overall visage remained the same. Yet combined with his altered posture, he seemed like a completely different person.

Even dressed plainly and with a restrained aura, his ordinary clothes somehow radiated a noble air—not because of the garments themselves, but because of his own inherent value.

Aunt Lan pondered deeply and concluded that if she were to describe this aura, it could only be called a certain kingly presence.

Though this aura was deeply concealed.

As a seasoned businesswoman well-versed in the tides of commerce, she had a keen eye for judging character.

That was why, a few days ago, she felt that Li Qi was a clean and good young man—a suitable match.

Her ability to read people was indeed exceptional.

Back then, Li Qi was wholly devoted to cultivation, free from desires and ambitions, viewing worldly fame and fortune as mere illusions. His pure heart naturally gave rise to a pristine aura.

Conversely, those filled with desires and distractions would, over time, develop a sullied aura.

In just a few days, not only had his posture changed, but he had also gained a trace of kingly presence, which was truly incredible.

Then Aunt Lan recalled an ancient passage: “The dragon can grow large or small, ascend or conceal; when grand, it stirs clouds and exhales mist; when small, it hides and shrouds its form; when ascending, it soars through the cosmos; when concealed, it lurks beneath the waves. Now, in the deep spring, the dragon takes advantage of the time to transform, much like a man who achieves his ambitions and roams the four seas. The dragon, as a being, can be likened to the heroes of the world…”

Throughout history, countless kings and heroes had remained silently dormant, sharpening their claws and teeth until the thunder of spring sounded and the time was ripe—then they soared to the heavens.

Just like the founder emperor, who at over forty was still living a simple village life, eating, drinking, and watching dogs fight, yet in a few short years wielded his sword to unify the realm.

If one were to say that having noble birth naturally bestowed a kingly demeanor, that would be normal. Given Li Qi’s family background and upbringing, such an aura only proved that his heart was extraordinary.

Now, reflecting on Li Qi’s recent transformations, Aunt Lan truly found them remarkable.

This realization brought her a sense of relief. She had once felt regretful that such a good match had been lost.

But now she understood that heroes of this caliber were not meant for her foolish daughter.

A hero paired with a beauty is not a matter of the beauty forcing herself upward; such unions rarely end well.

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At this moment, Chen Di was not as perceptive as her mother, nor did she think as deeply. After recognizing Li Qi, she became somewhat fearful. She had witnessed Li Qi’s demon-slaying ordeal yesterday and had been genuinely frightened.

Now, seeing him, she was timid and hesitant.

Li Qi, however, paid no attention to this. They were not on the same path, so there was no need to deepen their connection.

“Dad, did you need me for something?” Li Yunshan cautiously asked as he tried to invite Li Changqing to the main seat.

“No need to sit. I have some fabric for Li Qi’s tailor-made clothes. Measure his body data. Have the clothes made in the next few days; they will be needed later,” Li Changqing said, his gaze flickering slightly as he looked at Li Yunshan before waving him off.

“No problem!” Li Yunshan replied, then stared at Li Qi for a few seconds before saying, “Once measured, the fit will be exact to the millimeter…”

This clearly revealed the tailor’s technique. An ordinary tailor would use a tape measure, but a true master’s eyes were more precise than any ruler, even through clothing.

Saying this, Li Yunshan seemed to regain some confidence.

“That’s not enough,” Li Changqing shook his head.

“Li Qi, unfold your tiger form and show it to Yunshan.”

Though there were two outsiders present, Li Changqing acted as if they did not exist.

This was natural. In Li Changqing’s mind, such trivial matters were but specks of dust, unworthy of his attention.

Li Qi barely glanced at them before dismissing them as well. His mindset was much like the old man’s.

Chen Di was simply part of the past; their paths no longer intersected. Aunt Lan was only close to her mother—matters of the previous generation, irrelevant to Li Qi, who had no reason to meddle.

Therefore, Li Qi merely tore open his shirt, and his muscles and bones suddenly shifted. The moment his tiger-like back spread wide, one could faintly hear the roar of a fierce tiger, a deadly aura surging, soul-stirring.

Even Li Yunshan, a man of broad experience, stepped back in fright before regaining his composure.

As for the others, Aunt Lan and Chen Di, they were dumbfounded, scarcely able to believe their own eyes.

Indeed, in the internet age, there were videos and photos of people with astonishing muscle forms, but the feeling of witnessing it in person was entirely different.

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Especially Chen Di, who had known the younger Li Qi well, could not connect this ferocious muscular “monster” before her with the childhood friend she remembered.

The aura emitted was that of a top-tier predator, chilling to the bone.

She utterly refused to believe such a thing was possible.

Among those present, only the old man remained composed; the others were engulfed by the overwhelming power and dominance conveyed by Li Qi’s muscular form.

Fortunately, this state lasted only a few seconds before Li Yunshan spoke, confirming the measurements were complete.

For someone like Li Qi, whose muscle and bone form could change, tailoring clothes was undoubtedly a great challenge.

The clothes had to fit well during daily wear—neither loose nor limp—yet not burst when he exerted full strength. This required extraordinary design skill. Moreover, the clothing had to harmonize with his aura and physique to truly enhance his image.

Even a master tailor like Li Yunshan had to carefully contemplate these subtleties.

Once the measurements were taken, the old man did not linger but said, “The fabric will be delivered shortly.”

“Li Qi, let’s go.”

Watching Li Changqing’s figure as he walked away without looking back, Li Yunshan hesitated to speak but ultimately remained silent.

His relationship with Li Changqing was complicated. He had once been Li Changqing’s favorite daughter and the most beloved. Li Changqing was the person she admired most—until one day, in front of her, Li Changqing struck down her fiancé with a single palm.

Of course, Li Changqing was not a reckless killer; the fiancé was not a good man and had plotted something hidden deeply, yet was discovered by Li Changqing.

He was killed on the spot without any struggle. Had this occurred elsewhere, it might have been an eighty-episode romance drama.

That was just how decisive Li Changqing was—unwavering even when it involved his beloved daughter.

A series of events followed, leading to the present situation. Since then, Li Yunshan had never remarried, living alone.

Only after Li Changqing and Li Qi left did the others begin to regain their composure. At this moment, the fabric arrived.

Seeing the material, both Li Yunshan and Aunt Lan were astonished.

“How could a family possibly have such fabric?!”