Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Qin Han snorted coldly.

"Overestimating yourself!"

He slapped the other person across the face with his right hand.

The Azure Serpent God was thrown sideways by the force, tumbling two and a half times in mid-air before crashing to the ground.

He slid a distance face-first onto the ground.

"Who...who are you?!"

The Jade Serpent God lay on the ground, clutching his bloodied and mangled face, his voice filled with terror.

He believed he knew all the top masters in the martial arts world, but he had never seen this young man before.

A golden aura condensed at Qin Han's fingertips.

The Finger Flicking Divine Skill!

The Azure Serpent God's pupils dilated suddenly, and only the words "Grandmaster" popped into his mind!

He tried to roll to the side while bracing himself on the ground, but after moving only half an inch, a sharp pain shot through his lower abdomen.

The force of the energy pierced through his flesh instantly, spraying blood onto the ground behind him.

Qin Han extended his right hand from a distance, his true energy transforming into an invisible palm that gripped the other person's neck, pulling them off the ground and suspending them in mid-air.

"Tell me...who sent you twelve zodiac animals?"

Blood foam kept spilling from the mouth of the Jade Serpent God, who knew that if he revealed the mastermind behind it all, he would die immediately.

He was racking his brains trying to come up with a plausible lie.

Qin Han had no time to wait for him to speak slowly. A golden halo flashed in his eyes, and in a few breaths, he saw through the memories in the man's mind.

Then, his five fingers tightened suddenly!

With a "bang".

The watermelon burst open!

"As expected, it was Cai Laogou and Yuwen Huaji."

Qin Han casually tossed the headless corpse out the door.

At this moment, Xiaolongnu and Shi Qingxuan followed them into the inner room from outside, and the commotion outside had subsided.

Shi Qingxuan glanced at the large bloodstains on the wall, then turned her gaze to Qin Han's hands, which were completely unstained.

Both she and Xiaolongnu were stunned into silence by this swift and decisive method of killing.

Lin Daiyu leaned against the bedside, staring blankly at the scene before her, a few drops of splattered blood still on her face, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Qin Han then looked at Lin Ruhai, who was lying paralyzed on the bed, stepped forward, reached out and placed his fingers on the old man's withered wrist, and channeled his pure yang energy into it.

A glimmer of life gradually appeared on Lin Ruhai's bloodless face.

"This old minister, Lin Ruhai...thanks...Your Highness, Prince Qin, for saving my life."

The old man's voice was extremely weak, with long pauses between words. Through the message from Lin Pingzhi, he already knew that Qin Han was secretly protecting the Lin family.

If it weren't for Pang Qingyun and others helping to deflect the pressure from the government, even the prefect of Hangzhou would probably have personally intervened.

But to everyone's surprise, the other party also hired the twelve zodiac animals, which are considered fierce, to block Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Daiyu was awakened by her father's voice and immediately knelt down at Qin Han's feet.

"Your Highness... please have mercy and save my father! I beg you!"

The girl's voice was filled with suppressed sobs.

Qin Han supported Lin Ruhai's shoulders to straighten him up, and placed his right palm on the center of the old man's withered and emaciated back, sending pure and powerful true energy straight into his meridians through the major acupoints.

Lin Ruhai's ashen face gained a touch of normal skin tone, and his originally cloudy and dull eyes regained some focus.

Qin Han knew perfectly well that the old man before him was already on his last legs, and with his profound skills, he could at most gain another half an hour of life.

Lin Ruhai was well aware of his current physical condition; already of advanced age, he had been tormented by the deadly poison for more than half a year.

He turned his head toward his kneeling daughter.

"Daiyu...go under the bed...and open the innermost hidden compartment."

Lin Daiyu leaned forward and lay on the edge of the bed, reaching her hand deep inside to grope for a while before her fingers pried open the gaps in the wooden planks.

He took a paper bag out of it and handed it to his father.

Lin Ruhai handed the paper bag to Qin Han.

"Your Highness... this is the death certificate of those people's treason and betrayal... all the private salt and iron accounts in Jiangnan over the years... are in this bag."

Qin Han pinched the envelope, tore open the edge, and pulled out the pages inside to quickly glance through them.

The accounts were clearly organized, and the last page bore the official seal of the Salt Inspector. The records not only involved a massive smuggling of salt.

This also implicated the treasonous acts of several powerful families in Jiangnan. Each of these incidents and every thread was inextricably linked to Cai Jing and the Yuwen family.

Qin Han sighed silently in his heart. If the Southern Song Dynasty could still be saved, he might as well be a loyal and patriotic person.

Unfortunately... Marshal Yue is a cautionary tale.

The Southern Song Dynasty was rotten to the core.

The only solution is to uproot it completely!

He rolled up the account book along with a thick stack of secret letters, turned around, and stuffed it into Shi Qingxuan's arms.

"Keep your things safe, don't lose them."

Shi Qingxuan took the scroll of paper in a daze...

I really wanted to get angry, but the things inside were too important, so I held back.

Qin Han turned his gaze to Lin Ruhai, who was sitting there.

"Rest assured, Lord Lin, I guarantee that none of those people on the list will ever leave the Jiangnan region."

Upon hearing this promise, Lin Ruhai's wrinkled face revealed a look of relief.

"This old minister, Lin Ruhai... on behalf of the millions of people in Jiangnan... thanks Your Highness."

After speaking, the old man took a deep breath and turned his head back to the edge of the bed with difficulty, looking at his daughter who was trying to hold back her tears.

His thin, bony fingers reached out and grasped his daughter's slender wrist.

"This old minister has no more attachments in this life... except for this poor daughter... I beg Your Majesty..."

The old man uttered words haltingly, his chest heaving violently with each syllable.

Tears streamed down Lin Daiyu's face, and her thin shoulders trembled uncontrollably beneath her clothes.

Qin Han looked at the old man in front of him who was about to breathe his last.

The fact that the Jia family did not intervene this time means that they will not get involved. Lin Ruhai has offended powerful figures in the Southern Song Dynasty and has no choice but to entrust his orphaned daughter to them.

"Don't worry, sir."

Upon hearing this reply, Lin Ruhai relaxed completely, and the last bit of breath he had been holding in his chest quickly escaped.

He lowered his head helplessly, and his gaze fell upon the Little Dragon Girl standing not far behind him.

The old man's body suddenly stiffened, his eyes fixed on that cold face, where an unnatural flush appeared.

The hand that was hanging down was aimed at the direction of Xiaolongnu.

"Your Highness's wife... how come her features look so much like my eldest daughter, whom I lost in Shandong years ago?"

These words came as a jolt in the silent room, leaving everyone inside stunned.

Lin Daiyu forgot to wipe her tears and stared in astonishment at the woman in white. Even Li Mochou, who had just stepped into the room, was taken aback.

A rare flicker of emotion crossed Xiaolongnu's usually calm and composed eyes.

"What...did you just say?"

As if experiencing a final burst of energy before death, Lin Ruhai's gaze swept over every detail of her face.

"I could not possibly be mistaken... I absolutely cannot be wrong... Your appearance and demeanor... are exactly the same as your mother's when she was alive."

The old man's breathing grew heavier, but he kept asking questions.

"My eldest daughter, who has been missing for many years... she was born with a butterfly-shaped birthmark on her left back shoulder... do you have one too?"

Little Dragon Girl's body swayed slightly.

Standing at the door, Li Mochou responded with surprise and doubt.

"My junior sister does indeed have this birthmark on her left shoulder."