Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

As the two downed their drinks, they quickly started talking.

"May I ask your esteemed name, young brother?" Li Xunhuan put down his wine cup and looked at Qin Han. "Judging from your attire and demeanor, you don't seem to be from beyond the Great Wall; you appear to be a scion of a prominent family from the Central Plains. What brings you alone to this area near the Great Wall?"

Qin Han's clothes were made by Cheng Ying on the merchant ship, using the finest materials, which led to Li Xunhuan's misunderstanding.

Having learned his lesson, he drank slowly afterwards, his face slightly flushed from the alcohol, his body warming up. He smiled and said, "I dare not accept such a high reputation. My name is Qin Han, not from any noble family, but merely a wandering swordsman. As for why I am here..."

A hint of embarrassment appeared on his face as he said this: "I'm not afraid my friends will laugh at me, but I was on my way to Tianshan to visit an old friend. Who would have thought that the roads in Sichuan would be so difficult to navigate? As I walked, I... got lost."

This was half true and half false, which made Li Xunhuan believe half of it. However, when he heard the reason that he was lost, he was obviously stunned for a moment and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He originally thought that this young man at the pinnacle of cultivation might be on some secret mission, or a core disciple of some sect who had come out for training, or even someone who had received news of his return to the Central Plains and came to intercept him, but he never expected the reason to be so... which was both laughable and pathetic.

"Hahaha...cough cough..." Li Xunhuan laughed a little too fast, which led to a few light coughs. "Interesting, interesting. Brother Qin is quite frank."

His smile softened his melancholy demeanor considerably, giving him a very approachable air. He didn't seem like a martial arts master at all, but rather like an easygoing Confucian scholar.

Looking at this legendary figure before me, this is Li Xunhuan. Even when he is seriously ill and his heart is ashen, he is still so gentle and sincere towards strangers.

Qin Han didn't mind the other person's amusement; instead, he chuckled along and said, "I've drunk your wine, so am I your friend now?"

Li Xunhuan was taken aback upon hearing this. Looking into Qin Han's eyes, he realized that he could see nothing but eye boogers...

It was rare to encounter someone whose thoughts were impossible to discern from their eyes. He nodded noncommittally, picked up the wine jug, and poured himself another cup of wine.

Seeing that he was about to drink again, Qin Han knew that he was trying to drown his sorrows in alcohol, but little did he know that drinking to drown his sorrows would only make them worse.

Li Xunhuan was utterly inept at handling relationships; the fact that he could so easily give up his childhood sweetheart was truly unprecedented.

But if you look at it from the perspective of a friend, Li Xunhuan is definitely the most worthwhile person to befriend in this world. He is extremely loyal and righteous, and even willing to sacrifice his own reputation and life.

Sighing, Qin Han advised, "Your body is clearly ill, and the illness has penetrated deep into your lungs. Although alcohol may suppress the pain temporarily, it's ultimately like drinking poison to quench thirst. If there's time later, I'll ask a friend to take a look at you. His medical skills are very high; perhaps he can cure your stubborn ailment. In the future, you should try to drink less alcohol."

The friend he mentioned was naturally Yama's enemy, Xue Muhua. Now that Qin Han was the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, getting Xue Muhua to save people was just a matter of a word.

Upon hearing these somewhat heartwarming words, Li Xunhuan paused, his hand holding the wine glass still, and looked at Qin Han with endless desolation in his eyes.

"What joy is there in living, what fear is there in dying?"

He murmured those eight words softly, then downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, letting the spicy liquid rage through his lungs.

"Life is full of contradictions." Li Xunhuan put down his wine cup, his gaze passing through the swaying carriage curtain to the wind and snow under the night sky. "If I don't drink, I'll be sober, and when I'm sober, I'll think about things I shouldn't think about, and that kind of pain is worse than death. But if I drink, although it can bring me a moment of peace, it will also deepen my illness and shorten this already boring life."

At this point, she turned to Qin Han and asked, "Tell me, what is the meaning of life?"

A brief silence fell over the carriage. Looking at Li Xunhuan's face, which was full of stories, Qin Han was speechless for a moment.

What kind of question is this?!

How should I answer you?

Discussing the philosophy and meaning of life with a person suffering from severe depression and a literary and artistic genius?

At that moment, an extremely irritating thought popped into his head: why not just tell him, "Brother Li, if you really have no attachment to this world, then go peacefully. I will kill Lin Xiaotian and his son, and I will raise your cousin Lin Shiyin. You can rest in peace after you go down..."

Cough cough cough...

How could I have such a thought?!

This is absolutely unacceptable!

Lin Shiyin is known as the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, and her gentle and melancholic temperament is indeed irresistible to any normal man.

But if he dared to say it to Li Xunhuan's face right now, the ever-hitting Little Li Flying Dagger would probably be stuck in his waistband the next second...

Although Li Xunhuan let go of Lin Shiyin, it was because he loved her too deeply. But if anyone dared to insult Lin Shiyin, he would definitely fight them to the death.

However, if Lin Shiyin takes the initiative, then that's a different story...

Looking at Li Xunhuan waiting for an answer, I thought to myself: When chatting with someone as intelligent, sensitive, and sentimental as him, don't play any games or offer any platitudes, because he himself is a master of platitudes, and he doesn't understand any of the principles.

So Qin Han composed himself, put on a thoughtful expression, and then looked at Li Xunhuan with a serious expression before uttering a sentence.

"I think you make a lot of sense."

"..."

Li Xunhuan: ? ? ?

His face showed surprise. He had expected Qin Han to say something like "It's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death," or something like "A great man is born between heaven and earth, how can he be frustrated and unfulfilled?" or even something else.

But I really didn't expect Qin Han to give such a thing...

A meaningless answer.

"Heh... Hahahaha..."

After a brief moment of surprise, Li Xunhuan chuckled, this time much more relaxed than before.

"You're quite an interesting person," Li Xunhuan chuckled and shook his head, the pain in his eyes seeming to have lessened somewhat. "Your answer is truly... even among the so-called enlightened monks of Shaolin, few are as interesting as you."

Qin Han realized he hadn't asked the other person's name yet, so he took the opportunity to ask, "We're friends now, but I still don't know your honorable name..."

Li Xunhuan had asked the other party's name in the same way before, and now that he had been asked it himself, his eyes dimmed. Looking at the wine cup in his hand, he smiled bitterly and said, "My name is unfortunate. If I were to tell you, it would probably bring you misfortune as well. It's best if you don't know."