Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Guo Xiang tilted her head back and planted a kiss on Qin Han's cheek.

"Big brother is the best."

Qin Han smiled and pinched her little nose.

This scene caught the eye of Guo Fu, who was not far away, and her expression quickly turned sour.

Why is my sister allowed to be held like this?

Especially when she saw the ethereal woman in white beside Qin Han and Su Quan teasing little Guo Xiang, Guo Fu felt a pang of jealousy.

"Hmph, you big pervert, you big bad guy. You've got so many women with you."

Guo Fu muttered angrily in a low voice, but Huang Rong, who was next to her, heard it clearly.

The two brothers, Da Wu and Xiao Wu, felt their hearts break upon seeing this scene, and their faces turned pale.

They didn't dare to move an inch under Ouyang Feng's imposing aura, yet two of his young men were able to fight the Five Greats to a standstill.

Now that the main character has made a move, he has directly driven away the Western Poison.

The difference is enormous.

When they saw Guo Fu's current state, their hearts sank.

Huang Rong took in the expressions of her daughter and the two brothers, shook her head. The two brothers had liked their daughter for a long time, but they indulged Fu'er too much.

She stepped forward gracefully and bowed solemnly to Qin Han once again.

"Young Master Ye, if it weren't for your help today, Xiang'er would have suffered unimaginable consequences. The Guo family will never forget this kindness."

Her voice was sincere, but her shrewd eyes were also scrutinizing Qin Han.

"I wonder which master you are a disciple of, young master? Have you come to Mount Tai also for the throne of the Golden Serpent King?"

Huang Rong's two questions were both spot-on. She wanted to find out Qin Han's background.

Upon hearing this, Qin Han glanced down at the little Guo Xiang in his arms, then looked up at Huang Rong. He knew that this Beggar Clan leader was a very shrewd and perceptive person.

So be it.

He had always intended to befriend Guo Jing, but he hadn't been able to go to Xiangyang due to other matters. Keeping it hidden would have been a bad idea.

"Chief Huang, you flatter me."

Qin Han's tone was casual.

"My surname is not Ye."

Huang Rong was taken aback, her mind racing. Not surnamed Ye? Then who is he? Could he be a descendant of some hidden sect?

Just as she was pondering, Qin Han's next words surprised her greatly.

"My name is Qin Han."

King of Shu.

Qin and Han dynasties.

That prince who held considerable military power, occupied Sichuan, and whose existence even the Song emperor had to reluctantly acknowledge.

That legendary grandmaster who single-handedly killed Ao Bai in the capital, causing the Qing Dynasty to lose face.

Huang Rong considered many possibilities, such as being some kind of successor of Qi Gong.

But she never imagined that the seemingly young and handsome man who had saved her daughter twice would actually be the powerful King of Shu.

No wonder.

No wonder he has such unfathomable skill, no wonder his two subordinates dared to confront even Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison.

No wonder he seemed so nonchalant about the ownership of the 100,000 Golden Serpent Camp.

Because they themselves control hundreds of thousands of troops.

Huang Rong forced herself to calm down, but her body still couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Her original intention in coming to Shandong was to see the true strength of the Golden Snake Camp and observe the character and temperament of the new Golden Snake King.

If the ruler is wise, there may be an opportunity to deepen the relationship.

But she never expected that she would meet Qin Han, this truly important figure, here and in this way.

Huang Rong's mind raced. She thought of Xiangyang City. She thought of how she and her brother Jing had devoted themselves wholeheartedly to defending the city.

The disciples of the Southern Beggars' Sect even sacrificed their lives for the imperial court.

But what about the imperial court?

The pacification envoy sent, Lü Wende, was a good-for-nothing. Not only did he not think about resisting the enemy, but he also hindered the fight at every turn and embezzled military funds.

He even dared to make advances on himself and his daughter Guo Fu, and even hinted that he wanted Guo Fu to be his good-for-nothing son's bed warmer.

If it weren't for her brother Jing, given her eccentric personality, she would have already slaughtered all those good-for-nothings in Xiangyang.

Thinking of this, Huang Rong felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if she were being pricked by needles.

This is the Song Dynasty court that the couple risked their lives to protect; this is what aristocratic families call sectarian prejudice.

In the eyes of those high-ranking civil officials, these roughnecks from the martial world, no matter how great their achievements or how good their reputation, were ultimately just lowly martial artists who couldn't be considered respectable.

Huang Rong turned to look at Qin Han.

The King of Shu, Qin Han, before me is young, yet he is already a grandmaster whose fame shakes the world, and his every move exudes thunderous might.

Strength, status, power, and appearance—he is an exceptional individual.

A thought quietly rose in her mind.

If Fu'er could marry him, the Guo family would have a truly unbreakable backer.

At that time, let alone a mere Lü Wende, even the Song Dynasty court would have to think twice before taking action against the Guo family, considering the wrath of this Prince of Shu.

Anyone who dares to steal Guo Jing's credit will have to consider whether the King of Shu in Sichuan will retaliate.

Huang Rong's breathing became rapid.

She glanced at Guo Fu beside her.

He saw his eldest daughter pouting, looking at little Guo Xiang in Qin Han's arms with a jealous expression. Her beautiful eyes couldn't hide anything.

Huang Rong immediately felt reassured.

She suppressed the turmoil in her heart and smiled again. She took Guo Fu's hand and stepped forward, her face radiating a gentle smile.

"Your Highness, this is my daughter, Guo Fu. Fu'er, why don't you greet His Highness the Prince of Shu?"

Guo Fu then realized that the big bad guy in front of her was actually the prince.

People like Lü Wende in Xiangyang City were of extremely high status, let alone Qin Han, who was now a member of the Song Dynasty. The difference in their status left her somewhat at a loss.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally bowed.

"Guo Fu greets Your Highness."

Her voice was so soft it was like a mosquito's hum, and there was not a trace of the spoiled young lady she usually was.

Qin Han found her shy and bashful appearance amusing, but he politely replied...

"Miss Guo, there's no need for such formalities."

His gaze lingered on Guo Fu for only a moment before shifting away.

But that one glance made Guo Fu's heart skip a beat, and her face turned even redder.

Huang Rong was both amused and annoyed by her daughter's lack of ambition. But in her heart, she became even more certain of her thoughts.

Qin Han raised his hand, and a gentle force supported them.

"Chief Huang, there's no need for such formalities. I am merely a江湖人 (jianghu person) named Ye Wudao."

He gently placed the little Guo Xiang in his arms on the ground and rubbed her head.

Go to your mother's place.

Although reluctant, little Guo Xiang obediently ran to Huang Rong's side and took her hand.

Looking at the extraordinary man before her, Huang Rong's resolve grew even stronger.