Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

"Minmin, this isn't entirely what the Khan meant... sigh, you don't understand."

Zhao Min held the teacup in her hand but didn't put it to her mouth.

"I don't understand? Hmph..."

I don't know if she was thinking about some stinky man, but she said irritably, "Auntie, stop thinking about that Guo Jing. He only has Huang Rong in his heart all his life... and his child is as old as me now."

Hua Zheng sighed and remained silent for a long time.

"But……"

Just as he finished speaking, the Golden Wheel Dharma King sitting next to him suddenly looked up at the private room on the second floor.

"Princess, someone is eavesdropping upstairs."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Min gestured for Hua Zheng to stop, and Lu Zhangke, who was standing next to her, immediately stood up.

"I'll go and see who has so many heads that they dare to eavesdrop even at the back of a nobleman's wall."

He leaped up the stairs with a burst of speed, reaching the second-floor corridor in the blink of an eye.

He swung his hand and smashed the screen blocking the way.

Lu Zhangke gathered Xuanming True Qi in his hands and unleashed a Xuanming Divine Palm strike towards the head of the man behind the screen.

Sitting in his seat, Qin Han held the rim of the wine glass with his left hand and used his right index finger to pick up a drop of wine from the rim.

The Finger Flicking Divine Power.

The wine droplet, imbued with true energy, shot out, and an extremely high temperature immediately emanated from Lu Zhangke's palm. The originally condensed, cold true energy was forcibly dispersed by this heat wave.

The Xuanming True Qi reversed and poured into his own palm, and the wine bead rushed down his forearm all the way to his heart.

Lu Zhangke felt a sharp pain in his sternum, followed by a bloody taste rising from deep in his throat.

Unable to control his body, he stumbled back several steps!

His back broke through the wooden railing outside, and he fell back down to the lobby on the first floor. Immediately, the sound of tables and chairs being smashed to pieces echoed from below.

"Master Deer!"

Zhao Min was shocked. Who could possibly defeat Lu Zhangke like this in a single move?!

Seeing that the situation was not right, the Golden Wheel Dharma King pressed his hands on the table and exerted force, leaping over the stairwell and jumping directly to the second floor.

Seeing his senior brother being beaten, Hebi Weng rushed up from behind, while Zhao Min pulled Hua Zheng up the wooden stairs.

The private rooms on the second floor were already in complete chaos because of this commotion.

Qin Han remained leaning against the cushion, holding the wine glass he had just used. Wanwan leaned against his shoulder, smiling and completely ignoring the fight that had just taken place.

Shi Feixuan sat on the other side of the table, the Lustful Void Sword resting on her lap, never moving. Jiang Yuyan stood behind Qin Han, watching the people rushing in from outside.

As soon as Zhao Min ran up, she saw the face of the man sitting opposite her, and her throat bobbed twice.

"Qin...Qin and Han Dynasties?!"

Hua Zheng followed behind and was curious when she heard the name.

This is the Shu King who is rumored to have taken over Xiangyang City. The Southern Song Dynasty couldn't do anything about him, and even the Khan frowned every time he mentioned him.

The person was sitting just a few steps away from me; he looked young and was fairly good-looking.

Hua Zheng turned to look at Zhao Min's expression beside her.

I remembered that when Minmin was in Xiangyang, she seemed to have some unclear entanglement with this man.

The Golden Wheel Monk clasped his hands together, and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill within his body began to circulate. This man's strength had reached a new level compared to when he was in the Qing Dynasty palace.

He knew for sure that he couldn't defeat Lu Zhangke in one move.

At this moment, Hebi Weng supported Lu Zhangke, whose mouth was bleeding, and slowly moved him up the stairs. Lu Zhangke's hands were trembling uncontrollably.

If it were anyone else, he would have already teamed up with his junior brother to get revenge, but this person just happened to be the one he couldn't afford to offend.

This person was clearly stronger than when the princess took them to Shu Prefecture last time; Lu Zhangke's voice even trembled slightly as he spoke.

"Junior brother, it's him, King Qin Han of Shu."

He Biweng's face turned very pale after hearing this. What could he do?

His own master, Bai Sun Dao Ren, suffered a loss in Sichuan, and not long ago it was reported that the Grandmaster and Elder Protector of the Yin Kui Sect died in the Qin Prince's Mansion.

This is a master of his own generation. What can he do but take the beating for nothing?

Qin Han picked up his cup and drank the last bit of wine, then turned his head to look at Zhao Min standing outside.

"Princess, you've already run into your future husband in Western Xia, why don't you say you'd like to come in and have a drink with him?"

Zhao Min blushed, clearly remembering the time Qin Han forcibly kissed her.

The occasion was inappropriate, and it took him a couple of breaths to bring a smile back to his face.

"Young Master Qin is certainly in high spirits. He's here with a girl in his arms, drinking wine, listening to the conversations of the servants, and even flirting with me, the princess. What a refined hobby!"

Qin Han casually put the cup back on the table.

"I was already drinking up here, you guys came in later, so it's a bit unreasonable to say I was eavesdropping."

Zhao Min was speechless after hearing that. What sound could possibly escape your ears, you are a top master of the Grandmaster level?

Wanwan leaned on Qin Han's shoulder and looked at the woman outside. She stretched out her finger and ran it over Qin Han's clothes.

"Qin Lang, who is this pretty girl? She comes up here accusing us of eavesdropping. Could it be... could it be an old flame you used to know?"

Zhao Min was furious at the sight of him. That scoundrel Qin Han really has women everywhere.

He immediately retorted.

"An old acquaintance? I can hardly be considered an old acquaintance with him. When I first met him, some shameless women were probably still hanging around somewhere."

Wanwan's smile faded slightly after hearing this.

Shi Feixuan glanced at Zhao Min and then turned her gaze to Wanwan. Jiang Yuyan stood there, pursed her lips, and remained silent.

The two women's expressions remained unchanged, but they probably both secretly praised Zhao Min.

Well said.

The Golden Wheel Monk felt that these people were talking in a way that was getting increasingly strange, so he took a step forward.

"Your Highness, Mr. Lu was just trying to check the situation. Your actions of injuring him with such force are really going too far."

Qin Han looked at the Golden Wheel Monk with great interest and found that the other's aura was more solid and profound.

Could it be that he has already broken through the tenth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill?

I remember this happened much later in the story; I never imagined this monk could be here more than a decade earlier.

"The Imperial Advisor is mistaken. Have you considered this: what would happen if his Xuanming Divine Palm had struck an ordinary person?"

The Golden Wheel Monk choked and said, "Well, how about that? Of course, he's dead."

"Your Highness should be more mindful of your actions when you make a move."

Qin Han laughed and pushed away Wanwan, who was leaning against him and taking advantage of him.

He stood up and drank the wine in his glass, and the previously restrained aura dissipated.

The intense heat of the Dragon God Technique spread outwards from his body, raising the temperature of the entire second floor.

The Golden Wheel Monk felt a gust of hot air coming from the opposite side, and his Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, which he had practiced for so many years, was actually somewhat unable to function smoothly under this pressure.

Damn!

What kind of martial arts did Qin Han learn?!

"You're telling me about boundaries?"

Qin Han's gaze was cold.

P.S. Mini-drama:

Zhao Min gritted her teeth and looked at Qin Han: Who is this Wanwan?

Qin Han honestly replied: Just ordinary friends.

Wanwan emerged from behind the screen, coquettishly saying, "Qin Lang, you didn't say that last night."

Zhao Min drew her sword on the spot: Old Demon Qin!

Qin Han silently rubbed his forehead.

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