Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

A general on the city wall glanced at Jia Zhen below, but did not answer. Instead, he turned and said a few words to his subordinates.

A moment later, the city gate slowly opened.

However, the scene that Jia Zhen had imagined—Qin Han leading Sichuan officials out of the city to kneel and welcome him—did not occur.

Only one squad of black-armored soldiers emerged from the city gate and lined up on both sides.

The captain leading the group walked up to Jia Zhen, clasped his hands in a fist salute without any expression, and said, "Lord Jia, my master has been waiting in the manor for quite some time. Please come in."

This captain is Zhuang Zheng of the Sharp Metal Banner, one of the Five Elements Banners. The Qin and Han dynasties have now turned the Ming Cult into a regular army, and everyone will have a corresponding position.

Faced with Zhuang Zheng's impolite attitude, Jia Zhen's face turned extremely ugly.

Chengdu, formerly the capital of Chengdu.

The Qin Prince's Mansion today.

The atmosphere inside the lobby was somber.

Qin Han sat high in the main seat, dressed in a black robe with gold patterns. His face was heroic, and he leaned back in his chair, drinking wine from his cup.

He didn't deliberately release his aura, but the majesty of holding life and death was already formed, enough to make any ordinary person feel suffocated.

On both sides of the main hall, civil and military officials stood in separate rows.

On the left is Yang Xiao, the Left Envoy of Light, with a slight smile on his lips.

Yang Buhui is currently spending time with the Qin King's wives in the backyard of the Qin King's mansion. In his view, it's only a matter of time before it happens, so Yang Xiao is naturally delighted.

Following them were the White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng and his son Yin Yewang. The old man was still vigorous and energetic, with a deep and calm aura. With his eyes closed in meditation, he resembled a majestic lion.

On the right, leading the group, is the newly appointed strategist, Li Jing.

Today, he was dressed as a scholar-general, with a calm and composed demeanor, exuding an air of strategic brilliance.

Xiao Feng, Qin Qiong, Dong Tianbao, Zhang Junbao, and others, either possessed a fierce aura or profound inner energy, their murderous aura solidified into a tangible form.

These people are at least experts at the Innate Realm, and are also the core backbone of Qin Han.

The aura emanating from him, a blend of iron and blood, seemed to freeze the air in the entire hall.

All of this was clearly done intentionally by the Qin and Han dynasties.

I intend to teach this father and son from the Duke's mansion a good lesson.

When Jia Zhen and his son Jia Rong were led into the main hall, they were met with this suffocating aura of power.

Jia Zhen felt a chill run down his spine and almost stumbled.

He tried his best to maintain the air of a nobleman from the Duke's mansion, holding his head high and chest out, but the slight trembling of his sleeves betrayed his inner fear.

Jia Zhen was still able to barely maintain his composure, but Jia Rong was not as composed as his father. As soon as he stepped into the main hall, he felt like a lamb being stared at by countless ferocious beasts.

His legs trembled and went weak. He was already suffering from kidney deficiency, and soon he was covered in cold sweat. He didn't even dare to lift his head.

Let alone a good-for-nothing playboy like him, even if it were one of the most renowned grandmasters in the martial arts world today, they would be no match for him.

Faced with such a formidable force, and with Qin Han in charge of the central command, one must carefully consider whether they can leave this room alive today.

It's clearly a trap set by a trap.

Qin Han's gaze swept over Jia Zhen and his son. They were truly two good-for-nothings, only good at ruining their family.

He stopped when his gaze fell on the stunningly beautiful woman who was following closely behind him.

The woman was dressed in an elegant dress, with a graceful figure and charming demeanor.

Although her head was bowed, obscuring her face, her tranquility and delicate, graceful demeanor were captivating.

Seemingly sensing Qin Han's gaze, the woman's delicate body trembled slightly, and she lowered her head even further.

Qin Han's eyebrows curved slightly.

Qin Keqing.

The most beautiful and most regrettable of the Twelve Beauties of Jinling.

The book describes Qin Keqing as: "Vibrant and charming, she resembles Baochai; graceful and elegant, she is like Daiyu." Possessing the beauty of both, her charm is truly unparalleled.

Unfortunately, such a beautiful and kind woman was first married to that good-for-nothing Jia Rong, and then coveted by that old geezer Jia Zhen.

Meeting these two, father and son, was truly an injustice of fate.

Upon learning of the existence of the Jia family in this world, Qin Han immediately sent someone to contact the treacherous minister Jia Sidao, and made this request along the way.

Firstly, it was to save this poor woman and improve his own luck; secondly, it was also to test the sincerity of that old fox, Jia Sidao.

Unexpectedly, Jia Sidao actually sent the person over without hesitation.

However, it makes sense. Even if Jia Sidao was unwilling to cooperate, it was only a matter of time. It was impossible for the Southern Song Dynasty to turn its back on the matter and send troops to Sichuan at this point.

He'd give up an adopted daughter with no blood relation to him in exchange for an ally who commands a large army.

Regardless of the success or failure of this deal, Jia Sidao will not lose out.

"Lord Jia, you have come from afar. May I ask what brings you to my residence?" Qin Han withdrew his gaze from Qin Keqing.

He toyed with the wine glass in his hand, speaking casually.

Given his current status and mindset, he wouldn't stoop to staring at a girl like a lecherous man who's never seen a woman before.

For some reason, Jia Zhen felt a surge of jealousy and resentment when he saw the way Qin Han looked at Qin Keqing.

Qin Keqing, the beauty he had long regarded as his own, was now to be possessed by the man before him.

Perhaps it was because he had stayed in the capital for too long that the arrogance of the nobles from the capital had surfaced in his bones.

He pulled a bright yellow imperial edict from his robes, held it high, and shouted, "By the mandate of Heaven, the Emperor decrees... The imperial edict is here! Qin Han! Why are you not kneeling to receive this decree?!"

Jia Zhen attempted to suppress the "rebels" before him by using the rules of the court and the majesty of imperial power.

However, Qin Han remained seated, his expression somewhat strange.

Wasn't this show of force enough for him?

Jia Zhen was quite useless in the original novel, how come he's so brave now?!

Before Qin Han could respond, Dong Tianbao below let out a cold snort.

"snort!"

That cold snort was like a heavy hammer blow.

Jia Zhen calmed down as soon as he finished speaking, but before he could think about how to end the situation, he was struck by the voice mixed with true energy.

He felt a tightness in his chest, and his legs couldn't support his body, so he knelt down with a thud.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A burst of laughter erupted in the lobby.

Zhou Dian and several other rogues deliberately laughed loudly, and even the usually composed Yang Xiao and Li Jing raised a mocking smile.

This is Qin's territory! Who gave this bastard the audacity to make Qin kneel down?!

Jia Zhen's old face instantly turned a deep red, he was so angry he wanted to die.

He is the head of the prestigious Ningguo Mansion. When has he ever suffered such a humiliating disgrace?

He immediately tried to struggle to his feet, raising his hand to point at the group and start cursing.

But when his eyes met those mocking, even murderous, gazes around him, all the words stuck in his throat.

Only then did he recall the tragic fate of the previous imperial envoy; his head was still hanging on the city wall.

Jia Zhen had no doubt that if he uttered even one more word, he would be chopped up and fed to the dogs by this group of ferocious men.

Circumstances dictate actions, and Jia Zhen followed his heart.

"Tianbao, how can you treat the Duke's distinguished guests like this? You are extremely rude," Qin Han, sitting in the main seat, said, his tone reproachful.

"Tianbao knows he was wrong." Dong Tianbao clasped his hands in apology.

However, neither Qin Han's reprimand nor Dong Tianbao's apology sounded sincere.

Jia Zhen felt his face burning. Once his mind cleared, he dared not utter any rebuttal, fearing that he would suffer the same fate as the previous imperial envoy and be beheaded and hung on the city wall.

"Lord Jia," Qin Han said, his voice imposing and authoritative, "since you've already knelt down, then begin reading the imperial edict."

"You!" Jia Zhen was speechless with anger.

It's crazy!

What kind of angel kneels to read a royal decree?!