Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Qin Han refocused his attention and decided to inquire about Lianxing's matter later when they arrived at the Golden Snake Camp.

"Let's go in first."

He tightened his arms around Lianxing's limp body, then bent down and entered the carriage.

On either side of the carriage, Xiaoyuer and Jiang Yulang watched Qin Han's figure disappear, then glanced at the empty driver's seat.

Little Fish was exhausted and didn't want to run with the carriage, so he tried asking a question.

"Your Highness...our Highness, the two of us..."

Qin Han's calm voice came from inside the carriage.

"You two, get on and catch the carriage."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoyuer and Jiang Yulang felt a weight lifted from their hearts at the same time.

The two of them dared not delay any longer. They scrambled to their feet and hurriedly climbed onto the carriage shaft to sit down.

Little Hu Fei remained seated in his original spot, watching two people covered in mud and smelling of sweat squeeze in. His brows furrowed, and he unconsciously shifted his body to the side, looking clearly unhappy.

"Hey, you two spineless cowards, stay away from me!"

Little Fish had just escaped death and was in a good mood. He pinched his nose, fanned himself, and said with a grin.

"Oh, little brat, what do you know? I... I outsmarted them!"

Jiang Yulang was quick-witted. He had just caught a glimpse of the woman in the car, and who knew if this guy was a relative of one of hers? He wanted to curry favor with her, so he immediately put on a respectful face and went over to her.

"This young hero is clearly an outstanding individual, with an extraordinary demeanor. I am Jiang Yulang. May I ask your name?"

Hu Fei, with an arrogant expression and his chin held high, spoke loudly.

"My name is Hu Fei! My father is Hu Yidao, the Divine Blade of the North! I want to be a great hero like Uncle Ye, and I won't hang out with spineless cowards like you!"

Jiang Yulang's smile froze instantly. He felt incredibly embarrassed. He hadn't expected this young child to have such a stubborn temper.

Little Fish watched with amusement, then shoved Jiang Yulang aside and took the middle spot, holding the reins with one hand and reaching for Hu Fei's shoulder with the other.

"Little Hu Fei, you're too young to understand the difficulties of the martial world. Your Uncle Ye is a god in heaven, while we are just mortals on earth. If I had knelt down any slower just now, Brother Jiang and I would have become two ice sculptures."

Hu Fei raised his hand and slapped his hand away, saying very seriously.

"My father always said, 'A man's knees are worth gold; he only kneels to heaven, earth, and his parents. To kneel before anyone else is to lack backbone!'"

On the carriage shaft, three teenagers with completely different personalities were arguing.

The youngest was stubborn and principled, another was slippery and cowardly, and the last one was trying to curry favor and climb the ranks. Before long, they started arguing over trivial matters such as who should sit in the middle and who should hold the whip.

Inside the carriage, however, there was a different kind of quiet.

Qin Han placed Lianxing on a thick cushion.

As soon as Lianxing sat down, the previously relaxed atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became a little off.

Bingxue'er and Nanlan exchanged a glance, both feeling a bit indescribable.

Just now in the woods, Lianxing was still the high and mighty Second Palace Mistress of Yihua Palace, but in the blink of an eye, she has become weak and helpless like this, making it hard to tell whether to be wary of her or to pity her.

Shui Sheng looked at Lian Xing with curiosity, thinking that rumors could not be believed entirely. It turned out that even the seemingly cold and aloof Palace Mistress of Yihua Palace had such vulnerable moments.

Xiaolongnu simply watched Qin Han quietly, her gaze calm, saying nothing, but silently calculating in her heart, yet another younger sister...

Feeling extremely uncomfortable being stared at by so many people, Lianxing felt as if those gazes were needles pricking her.

As the second mistress of Yihua Palace, she held a high position and was beautiful. She was always very proud. The only stain on her life was the disability in her left foot, which she suffered from when she fell from a tree as a child. It was also the root of her lifelong inferiority complex.

For so many years, she has kept this flaw hidden, not letting anyone see it. Even her sister, Yaoyue, she tried her best to conceal it, not wanting her to use it to make fun of her.

Lianxing felt both shy and flustered. Instinctively, she curled up and pulled her skirt down with both hands, trying to cover her left foot.

Qin Han noticed all of her little actions.

He saw through her thoughts and understood that Lianxing had always lived in Yaoyue's shadow and felt extremely insecure. This disability was her biggest problem and her most vulnerable spot.

If I cure her today, this woman will not only become dependent on me, but she will definitely lower her guard against me.

He didn't say anything, but silently sat down next to Lianxing.

Lianxing's body stiffened almost imperceptibly, and she even subconsciously softened her breathing.

The carriage was so quiet that you could hear everyone's soft breathing. She tried to maintain her aloof demeanor as the palace mistress, but her face grew paler and paler.

Just then, Qin Han reached out, ignoring the strange atmosphere in the carriage, and went straight for her covered ankle.

"No! Don't touch it!"

Lianxing felt as if her deepest wounds had been exposed; she shrank back desperately, her voice filled with shame, anger, and fear.

Nan Lan and Bing Xue'er both felt a pang in their hearts. They never expected that the seemingly aloof Palace Master Lianxing would have such a sensitive and vulnerable side.

Lianxing hugged her knees tightly, her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz.

"It's ugly...it's really ugly..."

She was heartbroken. This crippled leg was a constant source of pain for her. If she were surrounded by so many people and ridiculed, she would never have the face to live again.

Qin Han showed no sign of stopping, his fingertips parting layer after layer of her skirt.

A delicate foot, but with slightly deformed bones and a somewhat incomplete appearance, was thus exposed to everyone.

Lianxing was powerless to resist. She closed her eyes tightly, already prepared herself to be looked down upon and ridiculed by everyone.

But none of the strange looks she had imagined appeared.

Qin Han held her ankle firmly in his hand, his expression calm and without the slightest hint of disgust.

"Naturally beautiful, how could she be ugly?"

A simple sentence caused Lianxing's decades-long inferiority complex to break down.

Lianxing was startled and suddenly looked up at Qin Han.

In all her years of life, people in the martial arts world either feared her martial arts skills or admired her appearance. Never before had anyone looked at her most unsightly flaw with such gentleness.

Before she could calm down, a powerful surge of true energy slowly flowed from Qin Han's palm.

This vital energy surged into her blocked and atrophied meridians.

"Hmm..."

Lianxing couldn't help but groan. Her meridians were forcibly opened, and the excruciating pain and numbness from the bone displacement and reshaping were mixed together.

She bit her lip, trying not to cry out, not wanting to lose face in front of so many people.