Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Helian Tieshu led the group through several streets and alleys, stopping at the gate of a large courtyard.

Two squads of armored and armed Western Xia soldiers stood guard on either side of the courtyard entrance, their eyes wary as they scanned the surrounding crowd.

"Your Highness, this is the accommodation prepared by the Dowager Consort for our distinguished guests."

Helian Tieshu's dry smile never faded from beginning to end.

"By the way, for everyone's safety, Your Highness, please refrain from wandering around at night. We hope you understand."

Qin Han lifted the carriage curtain and looked out. The courtyard was indeed magnificent, but there was definitely someone watching them in secret.

He didn't bother to understand the intricacies of the matter at all.

"Thank you for your trouble, Commander Helian."

Seeing this, Helian Tieshu didn't say anything more. He cupped his hands in greeting and turned to leave with his men. The steward in the courtyard was already waiting at the door.

Upon seeing Duan Yu and Qin Han arrive, he bent down and led Qin Han and his group to a separate courtyard at the very back.

Night gradually fell.

Lights were gradually lit in the various houses in the courtyard.

On the other side, Wu Yingxiong, who had been beaten at the restaurant, was sitting in his room with several purplish-blue bruises on one side of his face.

He was missing two teeth, and there were several other people sitting in the room besides him.

Kublai Khan, the fourth prince of Mongolia, sat on the left, his face dark and gloomy. The finger marks on his neck, where he had been pinched, had not yet faded in the past two days. The Golden Wheel Monk sat in the chair next to him.

Opposite him was a portly man, the Tibetan prince Zongzan.

Zongzan was accompanied by a solemn-looking monk, none other than the Tibetan National Preceptor Kumārajīva.

Wu Yingxiong picked up his glass and took a big gulp of wine, which aggravated the wound on his lip, making him wince in pain.

"Gentlemen, Qin Han has acted far too arrogantly. I absolutely cannot swallow this insult. Can you?"

"When have I, the young master, ever suffered such humiliation outside Shanhaiguan!"

Kublai Khan and Wu Yingxiong rarely got together, but this time they were both beaten. Kublai Khan raised his hand and slammed it heavily on the table.

"Stop with the fucking nonsense, just tell me what to do!"

He was once grabbed by the neck and lifted up by a woman in a restaurant. If this gets back to the grasslands, he will never be able to lead troops into battle again.

Prince Zongzan, on the other hand, was quite pleased.

"Was the Qin and Han dynasties really as tyrannical as you all say?"

Wu Yingxiong, enduring the pain on his face, angrily retorted, "Do you think the Fourth Prince and I are the kind of people who cause trouble?"

Kublai Khan was also filled with righteous indignation upon hearing this.

"Zongzan, if you're scared and don't want to help, then forget it."

Zong Zan sneered: "You think I'm afraid of Qin Han? I'm just curious, is he really as powerful as you all claim?"

Wu Yingxiong was too lazy to waste any more words. Tomorrow he would be entering the palace to begin the marriage selection process, so he had to deal with Qin Han tonight.

"Enough with the nonsense. With the three of us joining forces, are we afraid of a mere King of Shu?"

Kumārajīva, who had remained silent, clasped his hands together in prayer.

"Young Master Wu, you are mistaken. Qin Han's martial arts are extremely high. I have only heard about it from others. I am afraid that a direct attack would not yield any good results."

The Golden Wheel Monk came here purely to make up the numbers; he had no intention of actually taking action against Qin Han, since this fourth prince was not worthy of his full loyalty.

He nodded slightly in agreement with Kumārajīva's statement.

"The Imperial Preceptor is absolutely right. My Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill has reached the tenth level, but I still feel immense pressure when facing him."

Wu Yingxiong revealed a calculating smile.

"A direct confrontation is out of the question, but we can think of other ways. I've already found out that Qin Han only has a few women around him, and they are all quite beautiful, especially the maid who drives the carriage; she is his confidante."

"Let's do it tonight! First, set fire to create chaos and make a mess of this yard!"

"Then, the two imperial advisors will join forces to hold off Qin Han himself!"

Wu Yingxiong looked at the two monks from left to right.

"If we can hold him off for a while, the rest of us can rush in and kidnap all the women around him. With the women in our hands, how can we be afraid he won't bow his head and admit defeat?"

Kublai Khan nodded repeatedly after hearing this, thinking that as long as he captured the woman, dealing with Qin and Han would be much easier.

"Okay, let's do it this way!"

Kumārajīva and the Golden Wheel Monk exchanged a glance and tacitly agreed to the suggestion.

Kumārajīva had heard of Qin Han's reputation when he traveled in the Central Plains. As a martial arts fanatic, he only planned to go there to spar with him.

Seeing everyone nod, Wu Yingxiong couldn't hide his smile, his mind filled with images of Qin Han bowing his head and submitting.

"Then it's settled. We'll start together at midnight!"

Late at night, in the room where Qin Han was staying.

Jiang Yuyan walked in from outside, closed the door behind her, and reported the findings of her investigation.

"Master, the Tibetan prince Zongzan once went into Wu Yingxiong's courtyard."

Qin Han was leaning against the window, playing with a jade pendant engraved with the character "Qin".

"Looks like he wasn't satisfied with being beaten up and wants to get revenge."

Wanwan was lying on the table when she heard this and spoke up.

"Brother, should I go and find out what kind of bad things they're planning?"

No sooner had she finished speaking than the window paper was punctured from the outside with a thin tube, and a grayish-brown wax pellet was blown in, landing on the table and rolling twice.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Yuyan immediately took a step and was about to chase after her.

"No need to chase after them."

Qin Han didn't even turn his head. He picked up the wax pellet and twisted it slightly with his fingers.

The rolled-up paper inside was then revealed.

He unfolded the note and glanced at it. Several lines of small characters were written on it in delicate handwriting. They were exactly the plans that Wu Yingxiong had just discussed. The note was signed with only the character "Min".

After reading the note, Qin Han casually handed it to Wanwan, who was standing next to him.

"Look, you haven't even gone yet, and someone has already delivered the plan to my door."

Wanwan took the note and looked at the handwriting. She gave him a strange look. Could this have been sent by Zhao Min?

"Arson? Hostage-taking?"

"Is Wu Yingxiong's brain filled with mush? Could a human possibly come up with such a scheme?"

She stretched out her finger and slowly ran it across Qin Han's clothes.

"Brother, they're going to take me hostage, I'm so scared!"

Qin Han held her fingers and smiled casually.

"Are you afraid?"

Suddenly, a sharp sound came from the night sky outside the window.

A jade slip, entirely emerald green, flew straight toward Qin Han's face, propelled by the force of the impact.

Qin Han casually raised his right hand, and the jade slip landed steadily in his palm.

Jiang Yuyan rushed straight into the courtyard, but it was completely empty; there wasn't a soul in sight.

"Master, the person has escaped."

Qin Han looked down at the jade slip in his hand.

This thing felt cool to the touch, and its surface was engraved with fine, dense patterns. After reading the words engraved on the jade slip, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He looked at Wanwan, who had been behaving very well lately, and said, "Little vixen, would you like to come with me to the Western Xia Imperial Palace?"