Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Qin Han walked towards the estate that Wei Xiaobao had arranged for him. It had a sign that read "Silk Merchant" on the outside, but there was a low door in the back wall. It was already late at night when he climbed over it.

Two lamps were still lit under the eaves.

Da Shuang'er heard the noise first and ran out, lifting the hem of her skirt.

Upon seeing the young master, who was shirtless, with half of his shoulder and back covered in dried blood scabs.

Da Shuang'er cried out in surprise.

"Young master."

Xiao Shuang'er rushed out, her eyes reddening before she could even speak.

Qin and Han supported the pillars of the corridor.

"Don't just stand there, hurry up and boil some water."

The two maids then came to their senses and hurriedly went their separate ways to find herbs and medicinal plants. One ran to the kitchen to add firewood and boil water, while the other went into the inner room to look for external wound medicine.

Soon, white steam rose from the bathtub, grass roots covered the surface, and bubbles rose from the bottom.

Qin and Han removed their clothes and sat in the water.

He wrapped the wound with scalding water and forced a low groan from his throat.

Da Shuang'er knelt by the tub, wrung out the water from the cotton towel, and gently wiped the bloodstains on his back with hot water, afraid that if she used too much force, she would tear the skin and flesh on his back.

The wound stretched from my left shoulder all the way to my waist. The blood clots on it softened when wet, revealing soft, red flesh underneath when I peeled it off. As a result, I moved my hands very slowly.

Da Shuang'er's voice trembled slightly.

"Young master...why don't I go find a doctor to take a look?"

Qin Han closed his eyes.

"No need, just get a good night's rest."

Xiao Shuang'er turned to the back and placed both hands on the most severely injured vein in his lower back.

Qin Han passed on many of the Free and Unfettered Sect's martial arts to the two sisters, and now their internal strength is increasing rapidly. When they press with their ten fingers, they can even sense the flow of true energy in his meridians, and clearly feel where there is blockage and where it is about to be blocked.

She dared not be distracted by anything else, and tried her best to keep the warm current flowing smoothly, protecting his dissipating true energy little by little.

Qin Han used the Dragon God Technique to receive and guide the flow, and the damaged meridians slowly began to generate warmth.

Before dawn, the city was already in chaos.

The sound of horses' hooves echoed through the street, mixed with the sounds of soldiers kicking down doors.

A messenger came running in from outside the manor, panting heavily as he leaned against the doorframe.

The man was panting heavily.

"Young master, something has happened. The palace issued an order overnight, and the Nine Gates Commander is leading the Imperial Guards to search the entire city, claiming to be looking for the rebels from last night. They're kicking down doors in every household."

Da Shuang'er's hand trembled slightly.

Qin Han let Xiao Shuang'er wrap the last layer of coarse cloth around his neck.

"As expected."

With Ao Bai dead, Emperor Kangxi was overjoyed. Now, three thousand imperial guards have sealed off the nine gates and searched every household—truly a complete charade.

He was determined to leave through the main entrance with dignity.

The carriages and horses had been prepared and parked in the courtyard long ago.

The blue carriage floor had a hidden compartment, on which several bolts of silk were piled. Hidden within the compartment were travel documents that Wei Xiaobao had placed beforehand, bearing a forged seal of the Nine Gates Commander's Office. The document was made to look more complete than the real thing.

Qin Han changed into a plain-colored robe and, with the help of Da Shuang'er, climbed into the carriage.

His wounds hadn't healed properly, so he sat down slowly, the skin and flesh on his ribs tightening again, but his expression remained unchanged.

The carriage hadn't turned two streets after leaving the village when it was stopped by people ahead.

"Stop! Search him!"

A Qing army officer with a scar on his face, along with several soldiers, went around lifting the curtains of passing carriages.

The long swords at their waists were all drawn from their sheaths.

The scarred officer went into several courtyards but found no one. Feeling irritated, he walked up to the car, spat on the ground, and kicked the wooden planks in front of the carriage.

The scarred officer looked irritated.

"Silk merchants, with the city in this mess, you still dare to run out of town? Get down here right now, I want to investigate you one by one!"

Outside the curtain, the shouts of soldiers mingled with the hissing of horses, creating a chaotic commotion.

There was not a sound inside the carriage.

Qin Han leaned against the soft cushion, closed his eyes, and slowly rested.

Da Shuang'er peeled a grape, pinched the flesh between her fingers, and brought it to his lips.

Qin Han opened his mouth and put it on his tongue.

Xiao Shuang'er knelt on the other side, gently patting his shoulders with her fists.

The leader strode over and roughly ripped open the cloth in front of him.

"What's hidden inside?"

He was only halfway through his sentence when he met Qin Han's slowly raised gaze.

With his wounds not fully healed, a direct confrontation would inevitably attract all the soldiers on the street. In such situations, the least strenuous approach is never to use a knife.

Qin Han merely raised his eyelids slightly, his gaze fixed on the scarred officer's eyes.

An invisible spiritual force followed the intersection of their gazes and directly entered the leader's mind.

Soul-capturing technique.

The leader's muscles stiffened, his hands still resting on the curtain, but his eyes lost their former luster.

He mumbled something indistinctly.

"...There were no suspicious people inside. It was my master leading his family out of the city. All the documents were in order, and they were allowed to leave."

He swung his arm stiffly, turned his head and shouted at the soldiers behind him who were holding knives.

"Get out of my way, all of you! Let them pass!"

The soldiers behind dared not disobey orders, and several of them pushed and shoved each other to move the wooden frame blocking the road to the sides of the road.

The driver in front of the carriage was also one of Wei Xiaobao's men. He was not flustered at all. He shook the reins in his hand, and the carriage smoothly rolled over the moss-covered stone road.

The curtain in front was pulled down again by gravity.

A thin layer of sweat had already appeared on Da Shuang'er's back. The knife that the soldiers outside had taken out was very close to the young master, and she didn't even dare to breathe heavily.

But the young master remained in the position of leaning against the cushion the whole time without moving an inch.

She glanced furtively at the young master, her mind racing with thoughts. She wondered how there could be someone who wouldn't even flinch when a knife was held to his face, and who could make a living man obey his every command with just a glance, ordering the carriage to leave the city.

The carriage traveled south along the street, passing through three checkpoints before being inspected again at the city gate.

The captain guarding the city gate examined the forged travel document for a long time, but ultimately couldn't find anything wrong with it. He could only raise his hand to signal for the gate to be opened and passage allowed.

The south gate was forcefully pushed open by the guards.

The carriage wheels rolled over the stone threshold.

The carriage finally left the capital city.

Inside the carriage, Qin Han smiled and pinched Da Shuang'er's jawline with his fingers, lifting her cheeks upwards.

Qin Han's fingertip brushed against Da Shuang'er's chin.

"That grape was fed well; even with the knife right next to his neck, his fingers didn't tremble."

Da Shuang'er's face turned bright red instantly, and she lowered her head.

"This servant... simply believes in the young master."

Xiao Shuang leaned half her body closer to his chest and tilted her face up.

"Wherever you go, my sister and I will follow. You gave us our lives, and we will stay with you in life and be buried with you in death."

Qin Han did not respond after hearing this.

He raised his hand and rubbed Xiao Shuang'er's hair a few times, then brushed away the messy hair at Da Shuang'er's temples.

Inside the carriage, only the dull thud of wooden wheels rolling over the official road surface and the faint breathing of the two maids trying their best to suppress could be heard.