Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

After reading the contents of the letter, Jiang Yuyan looked into the carriage with a gloating expression.

"Your Yin Gui Sect elders led three experts there, but they were all wiped out in Chengdu in one night. This time, someone really miscalculated."

Wanwan sat motionless in the carriage for a long time, her usual alluring charm completely gone.

After a while, he suddenly leaned out and snatched the letter from Jiang Yuyan's hand. There were only a few lines of ink on the letter, and it clearly stated the deaths of the four people, whose heads were all hung on the city wall.

Everyone is gone.

Bi Shouxuan was, after all, one of the most senior members of the Yin Gui School.

Bian Bufu may have a bad reputation, but his martial arts skills are by no means lacking.

In addition, there were the two Dharma protectors, Changzhen and Fanan.

There shouldn't be four people who didn't even have a chance to escape.

Wanwan recalled the behavior of those people before she set off, and also remembered the bet she had made with Qin Han.

That bet.

She lost.

There was no chance of a comeback.

Qin Han looked at Wanwan to his side.

"Have you finished reading this letter?"

He raised his hand and tapped the wooden frame of the cart, his tone playful.

"What did we agree on before? You bet that Bi Shouxuan would succeed, and I bet that he wouldn't. Now the result is clear: those four heads are hanging on the city wall."

If you still suspect something is amiss, I'll send someone back to Chengdu to bring those heads over for you to identify one by one.

Jiang Yuyan sat outside and laughed out loud. This little vixen had always annoyed her, and now she knew how tough she was.

Wanwan bit her lip and didn't respond.

She already disliked the usual behavior of Bian Bufu and Bi Shouxuan.

From her teens onward, those elders looked at her with lewd eyes, and secretly they harmed countless female disciples in the sect.

This is why Bi Shouxuan and Zhu Yuyan don't get along.

Now that all these people are dead outside, it's like a weight has been lifted from one's shoulders, though it's embarrassing. The Yin Gui Sect's power is likely to be weakened.

She couldn't manage a smile at this moment.

Because he lost that bet, the next thing he has to do is unlock the defeat cutscene.

Wanwan looked up and met Qin Han's gaze, noticing his uncompromising demeanor.

She shifted slightly, the prepared explanation swirling around her lips before she swallowed it back down. Her usual demeanor was utterly useless in front of this man.

"Young master is joking..."

"They were willing to accept the loss. Since it's all written down in black and white, there's no reason for them to deny it."

Qin Han tapped the frame of the carriage twice with his finger.

"Oh, then I'd like to hear how you plan to recognize me."

A blush rose on Wanwan's fair neck, and this time it wasn't an act.

She felt genuinely embarrassed and tugged at the fabric of her clothes.

"I... I never go back on my promise. At worst, once I've mastered my cultivation, I'll just stay with you and serve you. I'll... I'll warm your bed, okay...?"

She herself didn't know how she managed to say those words.

The saintess, who was usually high and mighty in the sect, has now been reduced to actively serving others.

If such words were to spread throughout the martial arts world, they would likely cause many admirers to weep and curse the Qin traitors.

Jiang Yuyan glanced at the people in the car and sneered.

"Oh, you're waiting for you to master your skills? I think you're just trying to back out now."

Wanwan glared at him, really disliking this guy surnamed Jiang.

However, her initial bravado quickly crumbled; her current status simply didn't allow her to maintain any airs.

Qin Han ignored the verbal sparring between the two women.

"I know your Yin Gui Sect's Heavenly Demon Strategy has eighteen levels. Even if you can't go all the way to the end, there are always other ways to fulfill the bet. You haven't forgotten about your master, have you?"

Wanwan was surprised that the other party even knew about the Heavenly Demon Strategy, but she was speechless when she heard her master's name.

This man clearly intended to target even her master's side. She suppressed the urge to curse and forced a troubled expression.

"Young master... my master is, after all, the head of a sect. It's one thing for you to ask me to stay and serve you, but why are you even eyeing my master's side? This is a bit too much..."

Qin Han lowered his gaze.

"You chose this path yourself, and now you're backing out after losing this gamble so badly. If you can't handle losing, you shouldn't have taken this job in the first place."

Wanwan was completely speechless this time.

I was the one who made these rules when they were established. Who would have thought that none of those guys would escape and they would all die cleanly?

Even if one of them escapes, it'll make things easier to argue, right?

She closed her eyes to calm herself for a while, but felt an indescribable heaviness in her heart.

"Alright... I'll start writing a letter right now and tell my master everything that happened in Chengdu. But whether my master will come over after reading the letter is not something I can decide for her given my status."

Qin Han didn't care, and it didn't matter whether Zhu Yuyan came or not. It was just a bit of fun on the road, and also a lesson for the Yin Kui Sect.

Not just any tiger's backside can be touched.

"Write it down now, and I'll send it away once it's clear."

Wanwan could only fumble for the pen and ink in the car, pull out a blank sheet of paper, and press it onto the small table. The pen tip, saturated with ink, hovered in mid-air, hesitant to fall.

How should we even begin?

Should I write that several of my fellow disciples died tragically outside, or should I write that I not only lost the battle, but my sect is also implicated, and now I have to buy my master's favor?

She held the pen for a long time before slowly putting the pen tip onto the paper.

As I wrote, I felt frustrated inside.

If I had known that this man's mansion had a backup plan, I shouldn't have answered his question, even if I had pretended to be dead.

The letter was written quickly, and the handwriting was so fast that it filled more than half of the page in no time.

She blew on the ink to dry the letter, folded it twice, and handed it to the woman driving the horse outside the carriage with a disgruntled expression.

"for you."

Jiang Yuyan reached out and took the paper, nodding in satisfaction.

"This attitude is much more pleasing to the eye."

He turned around and beckoned to a cavalryman following behind him, handed him the letter, gave him a couple of instructions, and the man took the letter, turned his horse around, and headed back the way he came.

Qin Han glanced at the little vixen opposite him and said with a playful tone, "Now that you've finished writing the letter, stop thinking about useless things and just fulfill your bet to become my eighteenth concubine."

Jiang Yuyan picked up the whip and lashed it on the horse pulling the cart, then slowly swayed forward with the group.

Wanwan looked at the man so close to her. What the hell was this eighteen concubines?

But words spoken are words that cannot be taken back, and since she couldn't actually run away, she could only reluctantly start peeling fruit and acting as a maid.

The chaotic emotions in his heart gradually calmed down. After carefully considering Qin Han's behavior along the way, he realized that apart from his speech and his tendency to take advantage, this person had not used any underhanded means to force him.

The deaths of those troublesome elders outside will definitely have an impact on the sect's power, but it also indirectly cleared away obstacles for Master to reorganize the internal affairs.

As for the rest of my life.

She fed a lychee to the man in front of her, and pouted helplessly.

If they were to bring their master over as well, given this man's appetite, he would accept anyone who came. In that case, they might all end up in this bottomless pit.

That's incredibly opportunistic.

The mountains and forests ahead were getting closer and closer; once they reached the end, they would enter the Western Xia territory. The leaves overhead gradually blocked out the light.

The entire team moved much faster.

As the vehicle drove deeper into the woods, dappled sunlight streamed through the gaps in the trees.

The black-armored commander, who was leading the way to scout ahead, suddenly pulled on the reins and stopped.

He tilted his head and glanced into the depths of the woods a few times, then turned his horse around with a serious expression and rode back to the front of the group.

"Your Highness, someone is blocking the road ahead."