Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

I've been waiting for these words for far too long.

His eyes reddened again, and he let out a breath, as if he had made some important decision.

"My surname is Mu."

The sound was soft, yet very clear.

"The name Nianci is composed of the character 'Nian' (念) meaning to remember and the character 'Ci' (

"Mu Nianci".

Qin Han's face remained expressionless, but his pupils constricted for a moment.

Mu Nianci.

Although he had some suspicions, the name landed suddenly in his mind, triggering a series of information.

Shoot the eagle.

A martial arts contest to choose a husband, Yang Kang and Yang Guo.

In this world, he wanted to ask one question: Where is Yang Guo?

But look into Mu Nianci's eyes.

Those eyes held relief, trust, and vulnerability after revealing the secret.

Qin Han swallowed all his questions.

Now is not the time to ask further questions.

He reached out and pulled her back into his arms.

This time, Mu Nianci took the initiative to approach.

She pressed her face against his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.

"No matter who you were before."

Qin Han's voice came from above, deep and resolute.

"From now on, you belong to Qin Han."

When Mu Nianci stepped out of his embrace, her eyes were still red.

Qin Han raised his hand and tucked a few stray strands of hair stuck together by her tears behind her ear.

His fingertips brushed against her cheekbone, carrying away a tear that hadn't yet dried.

Mu Nianci stiffened slightly. "You've made a fool of yourself in front of everyone."

"no."

Qin Han withdrew his hand, his tone gentle.

Mu Nianci knew that Qin and Han were different now. The walls of both houses were not low, and the key point was that the other party landed without making a sound.

That can't be explained by mere skill in lightness of movement; his control over his body has reached a state of perfection, and he lands silently.

And the two young men following behind him.

He exuded the aura of someone who had killed, and the act of sheathing his sword was more natural than breathing.

The other one stood there motionless, yet it sent chills down her spine—a feeling she had only ever experienced with the Seven Masters of Quanzhen back then.

Mu Nianci looked at the man in front of her.

The boy who used to sit quietly beside her reading while she sewed clothes now stands before her like a drawn sword.

No, it's not a knife.

It is the person holding the knife.

Mu Nianci was genuinely happy for Qin Han, but there was something inexplicable mixed in with that happiness.

Qin Han glanced at her and immediately sensed the complex emotions Mu Nianci was experiencing.

Without revealing anything, he led her to sit down on a stone bench in the courtyard.

"Nianci".

The way she addressed me had changed from Aunt Nian to Nianci. "In the past two years, besides Wei Xiaobao's men, who else has come here?"

Mu Nianci remained silent for a few moments.

"have."

"The Qing court sent two groups of people."

His voice was clearly filled with anger. "Once he disguised himself as an official to check household registrations, and another time he disguised himself as a tax collector to collect taxes. Xiao Bao now hears that he's some kind of official in the Qing Dynasty. He came over and stopped that group of people, and there was no conflict."

"Those people are skilled in martial arts, but they don't seem to be making a move; it's more like they're confirming something."

Qin Han's hands rested on his knees, his fingers remaining still.

Ao Bai's men?

I made a mental note of this.

"Anything else?"

Mu Nianci glanced at him briefly, then looked away.

"Recently, many江湖人 (jianghu people) have come to the city. Some are asking about you, some are asking about Granny Liao, and some... are asking about the old stories of the Yang family."

He paused for a moment.

"About Yang Gong's Treasure Trove"

When she uttered those four words, there was a faint hint of disgust in her tone.

Qin Han was confused when he heard this. What was that?

Isn't Yang Gong's Treasure Vault from the Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty?

What connection could they possibly have with the Yang family?!

The storm that Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling stirred up in the Jianghuai region has truly attracted all sorts of demons and monsters.

Has anyone ever bullied you?

Qin Han asked this question in a normal tone.

But Mu Nianci sensed it.

She felt the man beside her suddenly turn cold.

"no."

Mu Nianci shook her head. "A few fools climbed over the wall, but I chased them away."

That's a very understated statement.

But Qin Han's gaze fell on the web of her right hand.

There's a faint scar there, it's new, and I'd guess it's no more than three months old.

Mu Nianci noticed his gaze and withdrew her hand.

"Minor injury."

Qin Han didn't respond, but Mu Nianci suddenly felt the atmosphere in the courtyard turn cold.

"Nianci".

"Um."

"Come with me to my mother's for lunch first, and I'll handle the rest."

His original plan was to pick up his mother and Nianci and leave without alerting anyone.

Not now.

Now that these people have already reached out to the gate of this small courtyard, and to his mother and Mu Nianci.

Then don't blame him for breaking the rules.

Before leaving Yangzhou for the capital, cut off these outstretched hands at the root.

……

South of Yangzhou City.

In the backyard of a shop with a sign that read "SF Express Warehouse," several members of the Heaven and Earth Society rushed into a secret room.

The leader's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"Master Wei... Master Wei! Something terrible has happened!"

The secret room was where a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was reclining in a grand chair, his feet propped up on the table, a handful of melon seeds in his hand, cracking them as he listened to his subordinates gossiping about which girl in the newly opened brothel in the south of the city had a slender waist.

Wei Xiaobao.

The incense master of the Green Wood Hall of the Heaven and Earth Society.

He didn't even lift his eyelids when he heard the noise.

"What are you yelling about? Who died?"

"Master! We've been attacked!"

The leader knelt down with a thud, his voice trembling.

Wei Xiaobao then tossed the sunflower seed shells onto the table and tilted his head to look over.

"Damn it! They're making a move on my turf? And how many people are there?"

"Three...three."

Wei Xiaobao was stunned for a moment.

He looked down at his five bruised and battered men kneeling on the ground, their hands and bones broken, and then held up three fingers to indicate their injuries.

"Three?"

"Master, it's not that our brothers are useless!"

The leader was almost in tears. "Those three men are no normal people! One of them had a knife and broke three of the third brother's ribs with one kick! And the other one, who looked young, just stood there and froze two brothers in place with two pebbles!"

"The most ruthless one was the leader. He didn't lift a finger the whole time; just standing there terrified us!"

Wei Xiaobao put his leg down.

He knew his men well; they weren't exactly experts, but they were all seasoned veterans who had been through thick and thin. Even three or five ordinary martial arts masters working together wouldn't stand a chance.

Three people beat them up like this, and that was in Yangzhou city.

"What's their background?"

The leader swallowed hard, as if he were saying something he himself could hardly believe.

"They said... they were sent by the King of Qin."

The last melon seed in Wei Xiaobao's hand fell to the ground.

"Who are you talking about?"

"The King of Qin from Shu! That gentleman in the lead says the King of Qin has important matters to discuss and requests to see you, Master Wei!"

Wei Xiaobao jumped up from his chair.

Brother Qin!

They're Brother Qin's men!

He's been waiting in Yangzhou for almost a month!

Chen

Master Jin Nan instructed him to meet the Qin King's men here, and he waited every day, having practically searched every brothel.

finally come!

However, after a few breaths of excitement, Wei Xiaobao frowned again.

wrong.

Why didn't Brother Qin send people directly to him, but instead beat up his men first?

"What else did they say?"

"Tell me...tell me today that it was a misunderstanding."

Wei Xiaobao rolled his eyes twice.

misunderstanding.

It must be a misunderstanding.

It's highly likely that these few clueless idiots provoked them first and got a lesson for it.

How could Brother Qin's men attack without a reason?

Just as he was about to curse these good-for-nothings, a voice came from behind him.

"Master Wei."

Wei Xiaobao turned his head.

At the side door of the secret room, a middle-aged man in a blue shirt leaned against the door frame.

He rubbed his right thumb against a string of Buddhist prayer beads on his left wrist.

Liu Dahong, the top expert of the Mu Prince's Mansion.

This person arrived at some unknown time, and clearly had heard everything.

"Since it is the King of Qin's men who have arrived..."

Liu Dahong clenched the Buddhist prayer beads in his palm and revealed a lukewarm smile.

"My Mu Wang Mansion should also go and meet this friend."