Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 51: Flesh-Colored Stockings and Black Stockings

Chapter 51: Chapter 51: Flesh-Colored Stockings and Black Stockings

"Sun Zhe?"

Just then, Li Zhishan spotted Sun Zhe and looked very surprised.

"What are you doing here?"

She put down the plate in her hand and walked quickly over to him.

Li Shiyan, who was brewing tea, watched the two with curiosity. "Auntie, Sun Zhe is the distinguished guest Grandpa was talking about."

"But it looks like you two already know each other. How did you meet?"

Beside them, Jiang Yushu nodded, indicating she wanted to ask the same question.

Li Zhishan snuck a glance at Sun Zhe before vaguely explaining that they had met while she was treating an illness.

At that moment, the pieces clicked into place for Sun Zhe. So Li Zhishan is part of the Li Family. Her surname is Li, and Li Shiyan calls her Auntie. That means she must be Li Gang’s sister and Li Changqing’s daughter. He truly hadn’t expected Li Zhishan to have such a background.

Just then, the sound of footsteps echoed from the staircase.

Sun Zhe looked toward the sound and saw Li Changqing, leaning on a cane and supported by Li Gang, hurrying over. The old man was overjoyed to see Sun Zhe, calling out a greeting before he even arrived.

"Hahaha... Divine Doctor Sun gracing my humble abode! Forgive my inadequate welcome, forgive me!"

Seeing the old master’s graciousness, Sun Zhe felt a bit overwhelmed and hurried forward to greet him.

"You’re too kind, sir."

"Divine Doctor Sun, you are my savior! Your visit to the Li Family makes you our most honored guest!"

After some pleasantries, Li Changqing suddenly looked at Li Zhishan and asked, "Zhishan, isn’t the meal ready yet?"

"There’s just one soup left. Dad, why don’t you and Divine Doctor Sun take your seats at the table? It will be ready in a moment."

But Li Changqing waved his hand. "No rush, no rush. I want to chat with Divine Doctor Sun for a while."

With that, he grabbed Sun Zhe’s hand. "Divine Doctor Sun, may I have a word with you in private?"

Then, the old man and the young man walked out of the living room and into the courtyard outside.

「In the living room.」

Li Zhishan and the others watched the receding figures of the old man and the young man, overcome by an inexplicable feeling of warmth.

Li Zhishan remarked, "It seems Dad holds Divine Doctor Sun in high regard."

Li Gang chuckled. "I trust Dad’s judgment."

***

In the spacious villa courtyard, Sun Zhe and Li Changqing were strolling leisurely.

Li Changqing suddenly asked, "By the way, Divine Doctor Sun, forgive my forwardness, but... may I ask for the name of your elder?"

Sun Zhe answered honestly, "I was raised by my grandfather. His name is Sun Fu."

"Sun... Sun Fu?"

Upon hearing the name, Li Changqing’s gaze sharpened as he looked deeply at Sun Zhe. Only now did he fully confirm his suspicion—the young man before him truly was the descendant of that legendary figure!

Li Changqing smiled. "In that case, it seems the Sun and Li families truly have a deep connection. To tell you the truth, your grandfather also saved my life once on the battlefield when I was young."

Sun Zhe was taken aback, his mind conjuring the image of the tattered, perpetually drunk old village doctor. "My grandfather was on a battlefield? He never told me about these things."

Li Changqing spoke kindly, "Since he didn’t tell you about these things, it isn’t my place to say much either, as they involve some high-level secrets."

"In short, Divine Doctor Sun, you only need to know that your grandfather was a great and remarkable man. He made an immense contribution to the peace and stability our Hua Country now enjoys."

"From now on, consider the Li Family your own home. If you ever need anything, you must never hesitate to ask."

Sun Zhe snapped out of his reverie, deciding to explore his grandfather’s past when he had the chance. He smiled. "By the way, sir, you don’t have to keep calling me Divine Doctor. Just call me Ah Zhe."

"Alright, then you should call me Grandpa Li. After all, your grandfather and I are of the same generation."

Sun Zhe smiled. "Grandpa Li."

"Yes, good boy!"

Li Changqing placed a hand on Sun Zhe’s shoulder. "I only wish I really had a grandson like you."

Sun Zhe chuckled and changed the subject. "Grandpa Li, it’s a bit windy out here. We should probably head back inside."

Li Changqing, however, replied, "This old man isn’t that fragile! I’m a Martial Artist at the Qi Refining Stage, after all. My bones are still quite sturdy!"

"Qi Refining Stage?" Sun Zhe frowned.

"Heh, you can laugh. I’ve dedicated my entire life to the martial path, yet by the end of it all, this is the meager achievement I have to show for it. Not like you, who has already cultivated True Qi and reached the Qi Refining Stage at such a young age."

Sun Zhe scratched his head, abashed. "Grandpa Li, to be honest, I don’t really know anything about the stages for Martial Artists. Could you perhaps enlighten me?"

Li Changqing then patiently began explaining the cultivation stages of Martial Artists.

There are five major stages for Martial Artists, which from lowest to highest are: Body Refinement, Qi Refining, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Gathering Spirit. Each stage also has its own distinct characteristics.

Sun Zhe committed everything Li Changqing said to memory, confirming that he was currently a Martial Artist in the Qi Refining Realm. He realized that because he cultivated the Yin Yang Sacred Heart Technique, he had skipped the Body Refinement stage entirely.

"By the way, Ah Zhe, I have an elixir here. It’s useless for me to keep, so rather than let it gather dust, you should take it."

As he spoke, he took out an exquisite, palm-sized wooden box from his pocket.

"Ah Zhe, you saved my life. I thought about it long and hard, and this elixir is the only thing I have that feels worthy of being a gift."

"Grandpa Li, you’re too generous..."

"Nonsense, take it. This is a token of my heartfelt appreciation."

He placed the small wooden box in Sun Zhe’s hands and said earnestly, "The elixir’s grade isn’t high, but it should still help you improve your cultivation somewhat. An old man like me, my body can no longer withstand it."

"Ah Zhe, you must understand that in this era of depleted Spiritual Qi, the only way for Martial Artists to advance their cultivation is by relying on elixirs or exceedingly rare Spirit Medicines."

***

After their conversation, the old man and the young man returned inside.

Everyone gathered at the table, and the room filled with laughter and cheerful chatter, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

During the meal, Li Changqing even brought out a fine wine he had treasured for many years, pouring glass after glass for Sun Zhe.

Li Gang wore a bitter expression. "Dad, you’d usually have my hide if I so much as touched this wine. Now that your future grandson-in-law is here, you’re bringing it out by the jar!"

Li Shiyan blushed. "Oh, Dad, what are you talking about? When did Sun Zhe become Grandpa’s grandson-in-law?"

"Hahaha... Look, the esteemed young lady of the Li Family is getting shy."

"Hmph, I’m not talking to you people anymore!"

Sun Zhe ate his meal quietly, rendered utterly speechless. So Old Master Li and District Chief Li already see me as their son-in-law!

As his thoughts drifted, he suddenly felt something press against his leg.

He glanced down and was surprised to see a shapely foot wrapped in flesh-colored stockings!

He snapped his head up and threw a discreet look at Li Zhishan, who was sitting opposite him. This vixen is audacious! Old Master Li is sitting right here at the table, and she still dares to stretch her foot over!

Li Zhishan shot him a flirtatious look, then continued eating as if nothing was amiss.

Sun Zhe also feigned indifference, letting the stocking-clad foot tease his manhood through the fabric of his pants. I’m a little worried about being discovered, but I have to admit, this feels pretty good. It’s thrilling.

Just as he thought Li Zhishan had had her fun and would retract her foot, another stocking-clad foot suddenly extended from across the table.

He assumed Li Zhishan was getting bolder and using both feet, but when he glanced down, he was shocked to see a foot wrapped in shimmering black silk stockings.

That’s Jiang Yushu’s foot!

And at that very moment, the two different stocking-clad feet touched.