Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 216 The Ancestor of the Hehuan Sect (3)

Song Yan knew very well that the world's top combat power could not all be women.

It just so happens that all the people he encountered were women.

The man... On the wedding night, the eunuch beside Emperor Ninghe in the back garden of the Luo residence was probably a master, but compared to the woman in black before him, it's hard to say who was stronger. Moreover, whether a eunuch can even be considered a man is debatable.

We're about to launch an expedition against the Jurchens, and you're pulling this stunt on me?
Song Yan inwardly grumbled.

He could vaguely sense that although the woman's aura was extremely terrifying, it seemed she only wanted to display her power to prevent him from resisting, and didn't intend to kill him outright. Otherwise, in that short time, she could have taken his life... at least three times.

A professional assassin wouldn't miss such an opportunity.

Song Yan pursed her lips, suppressing the fear in her heart, and tried her best to make her expression look more normal:
"Are you here to catch me?"

The female master opposite him nodded slightly. Through the mask, one could see a hint of surprise in her eyes, as if she hadn't expected Song Yan to remain so calm under these circumstances.

"Could you give me a moment to say a few words?" Song Yan tilted her head and asked again.

The woman's forehead, barely concealed by the rabbit mask, furrowed slightly, clearly indicating she didn't want to cause any further trouble.

“The entire Xinhou County has several thousand elite troops. I admit that you are very strong, but if I don’t cooperate, it won’t be so easy for you to take me away peacefully… Once you are surrounded by black-armored soldiers, you don’t want to face a hail of arrows, do you?”

Although it's unclear what the woman is trying to do, at least her life is temporarily safe.

As for grandmaster-level martial artists?
What about the master?
A grandmaster might be able to escape from thousands of elite soldiers, but to defeat them is a pipe dream. A volley of crossbow bolts would give even a grandmaster a headache; a slight misstep could cost them their life.

Although the Black Armor Warriors of Xinhou County are not yet equipped with bows and crossbows, it does not prevent Song Yan from using this to slightly threaten the Grandmaster in front of him.

It's strangely exciting.

The female grandmaster frowned. She believed that Song Yan should be able to see how big the gap in strength between the two sides was. In her opinion, Song Yan's strength was not much different from that of the old man selling noodles next to him and the little maid.

A hint of curiosity finally flickered in those bright yet composed eyes.

She couldn't understand how audacious this man was. Why would he dare to threaten her given such a disparity in strength?
For a moment, she even found it amusing; since ascending to the position of Grandmaster, she couldn't remember the length of time it had been since anyone had threatened her like this. Considering the slight pleasure Song Yan brought her, she magnanimously tolerated his offense.

Song Yan cupped his hands in thanks, then stopped in front of Kong Chan. Kong Chan's eyes were red, and it looked like tears were about to fall: "Young Master..."

Song Yan patted Kong Chan's shoulder and raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Kong Chan's eyes:

"Go back and tell Liu Yisheng and Lei Yi that I am safe and sound and the plan is proceeding as scheduled. I will find a way to meet up with them. If I can't get there, let them chop off a few more heads for me. If there are any barbarians taller than a cartwheel living in the tribe, be careful, I will look down on them."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yan turned around gracefully and walked straight towards the female grandmaster opposite him.

Kong Chan tried to grab the young master's clothes, but in the end, it just slipped through her fingers.

As they drew closer, Song Yan could even smell the woman's delicate fragrance. It was a very special scent, somewhat like jasmine, but much stronger, perhaps from the use of face powder.

Looking at Song Yan's leisurely demeanor, a hint of admiration flashed in the female master's eyes: "You do have some courage. I thought you would send this little girl back to call someone to save you."

The mysterious woman in black finally spoke.

Her voice had a soft, magnetic quality, and just by listening to her voice, you could tell that she wasn't a woman in her early twenties like Mingyue; she was probably a woman in her early forties.

Her voice was filled with mature charm.

Song Yan smiled but did not answer. Instead, he clenched his fingers and, without warning or hesitation, threw a punch directly at the woman's face.

The two were already very close, and with Song Yan's unsportsmanlike sneak attack, the fist was already at the tip of the woman's nose the instant he raised it.

The force of the punch was about to lift the veil from the woman's face, and an extremely strange scene appeared: the woman's figure in front of him seemed to ripple like water, with strange waves spreading across it.

Although the blow was aimed directly at the woman's face, Song Yan's knuckles did not feel any contact with the object.

Immediately afterwards, a small hand landed silently on his shoulder, sending a tingling sensation through him. He lost control of his body, and his inner strength was instantly suppressed.

At the same time, a cold, eerie voice quietly sounded from behind: "Little brother, isn't this a bit inappropriate to launch a sneak attack?"

Song Yan smiled and said, "How can this be called a sneak attack? I just wanted to test how big the gap between us really is."

"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

"If you really wanted to kill me, you would have done it already. The fact that I've survived until now means that I must have some irreplaceable value to you. So what is there to fear?"

Even though he was being suppressed, Song Yan showed no fear on his face. That's what it means to be valuable and fearless.

The female master was somewhat taken aback. Such a man was truly rare in the world; this was the first time she had encountered one.

How should I put it? He's simply a scoundrel.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths."

With a soft groan from the woman, Song Yan felt a sudden change; the cold wind was like a knife, tearing pain shooting across his face. Out of the corner of his eye, the buildings on both sides of the street rushed past like phantoms.

In the eyes of the old man selling noodles and Kong Chan, the mysterious woman and their son-in-law vanished completely in a flash, leaving no trace.

My son-in-law has been kidnapped like this?

Kong Chan could no longer hold back, and tears streamed down her face.

She sniffed hard, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, and ran towards the county government office.

Second Miss!
Now only the Second Miss can rescue the young master. It's strange, though. When the young master goes out, he's never short of a large entourage, but he's always surrounded by skilled bodyguards.

At the very least, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu will be with them.

The second young lady will also be watching from the shadows.

Unfortunately, the son-in-law was all alone today, and then he encountered kidnappers.

She ran to the back courtyard of the county government office. The courtyard was huge, but apart from Xueying and Dieyi, two maids about her age, she couldn't find a single adult. Kongchan, who had been struggling to hold on until now, could no longer bear it and suddenly sat down on the ground, bursting into tears.

The commotion caused by the cicadas was so loud that it woke up someone who was still sleeping in the back courtyard. Although it was already noon, the person was still rubbing their eyes and yawning. Who else could it be but Gao Yang?

Today, Gao Yang was no longer wrapped up like a dumpling as she was yesterday. Instead, she wore a gorgeous purple dress with just two thermal linings underneath.

Her already full figure now appears even more voluptuous.

The price of such sexiness is that a gust of cold wind makes you instinctively hug your shoulders and shiver.

Taking a deep breath, Gao Yang strode towards Kong Chan, put his arm around her shoulder, and asked softly, "Chan'er, tell me what happened? Where is your son-in-law? Did he bully you?"

The gentle voice had the feel of a caring older sister, gradually calming Kong Chan's fear. Sobbing and with tears in her eyes, she said, "Princess, no... something bad has happened! The young master has been kidnapped."

what?
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the three remaining women in the inner quarters all changed drastically.

Gao Yang, in particular, trembled violently, his face turning pale.

Song Yan has been kidnapped?
Damn.

How could this happen?

Luo Tianyi has always been by Song Yan's side, hasn't she? She's a ninth-rank martial artist!
Could it be that Luo Tianyi is in some special situation today and is being held up?

Gao Yang's mind raced, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper. She quickly realized something was wrong, grabbing Kong Chan's shoulder. Gao Yang's expression was more serious than ever before, and because she gripped her fingers so tightly, Kong Chan felt a slight pain.

"Kong Chan, tell me, where are Bu Yu, Zhang Long, Zhao Hu, and Ban Xia? Didn't they go with your son-in-law?"

Gao Yang's serious demeanor frightened Kong Chan, but she still shook her head: "Today, only Chan'er is with the young master, there is no one else."

Gao Yang let out a heavy sigh.

She knew this time things were going to get complicated.

Although their identity is still unknown, they are clearly well-prepared.

The other party must have known who was protecting Song Yan, and then arranged for experts to lure away those protecting Song Yan. Only when Song Yan was left with just a maid did the real killing move occur.

Gao Yang frowned, his tall figure pacing back and forth in the backyard, his mood anxious. If he went to chase after them now, he might be able to find some clues, but Luo Tianyi and the others were still nowhere to be found, and it was probably impossible to rely on them to catch up.

Is it only possible to...

Taking a deep breath, Gao Yang's expression gradually turned serious: "The three of you, stay in the backyard for now, and don't go anywhere."

"I'm going out for a bit, I'll be right back."

After all, she was a princess, so she still had the air of someone in a superior position.

When Gao Yang put on a stern face, the three maids felt immense pressure. Watching the princess walk towards the door, none of them dared to say anything.

Kong Chan, however, suddenly remembered Song Yan's instructions and hurriedly went to the study.

She knew that Master Liu must be working there, and even captains like Lei Yi, Wang Chao, and Ma Han often appeared in the study.

……

Taking advantage of his pale face, Gao Yang quickly walked out of the county government office.

Just as they reached the door, a figure appeared behind them—an elderly woman in her sixties or seventies, her face lined with deep wrinkles, and a cane in her hand.

Although they looked old and unsteady, the distance between them had not increased at all.

Just then, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from the street ahead.

The horse had probably been traveling for a long time without a proper rest. As soon as it stopped in front of the county government office, its front legs gave way, and it collapsed to the ground. Clumps of white foam gushed from its mouth, and it was clear that it was going to die.

As soon as the carriage stopped, the curtain was lifted, and a beautiful figure stepped out of it—a graceful young woman, as pretty as the moon in the sky.

Who else could it be but the Moon Maiden from the Jade Garden?
But now, Mingyue's expression was unusually solemn. When she saw Gaoyang, her eyes suddenly lit up: "This concubine greets Princess Gaoyang."

Obviously, the two knew each other.

"Please ask Princess Gaoyang to convey to Lord Song that I have important matters to discuss with him."

Gao Yang raised an eyebrow: "Tell me, what is it?"

Glancing at the old woman behind Gao Yang, perhaps realizing that her identity couldn't be hidden from that ninth-rank expert, Mingyue pursed her lips: "An ancestor of the Hehuan Sect..."

They've got their eye on Song Yan!

(End of this chapter)