Martial arts mastery? But I'm just a spoiled brat!

"I don't eat beef!! Can you take the beef away from me?!"

Looking at the thick layer of beef in the large bowl in front of him, Cao Shaolin really wanted to shout, "I don't want beef!"

Because he could tell that the beef noodles were probably specially made by the owner to please Yan Qing, with only a moderate amount of noodles but an unusually large amount of beef.

However, Cao Shaolin had already lost the courage to resist. When he held power, Cao Shaolin became extremely arrogant and disregarded everyone.

But when power is not on his side, his frenzied drive completely subsides.

So he didn't say "I don't eat beef" out loud.

Instead, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating, knowing that if he didn't finish the beef noodles, he really would die.

As for the possibility that Yan Qing would release him, he didn't even dare to dream of it.

Then the owner brought over four more bowls of beef noodles, all filled with beef. This time, after putting them down, Yan Qing gave two bowls to Yan Yanyan and Wu Hong, and took one for himself as well.

Yan Qing picked up the beef noodles and took a sip of the soup first.

Although the soup looked light, it had a rich flavor. I picked up a piece of beef and put it in my mouth. The beef was tender and firm.

"It tastes good, stop looking at it and start eating."

After taking a bite, Yan Qing invited Yan Yanyan and Wu Hong to start eating.

The beef noodles were generously filled with beef, but at the dinner table, it seemed that only Yan Qing was truly enjoying this bowl of beef noodles.

Wu Hong wondered if Yan Qing had discovered the little thought he had just been hiding.

Yan Yanyan was still savoring Yan Qing's punch. That punch was so cool, cooler than any martial artist she had ever seen.

As for Cao Shaolin... he was eating the beef in his bowl with gusto. He didn't know if Yan Qing would keep his promise, but he knew that to survive, he had to satisfy Yan Qing.

At this moment, he only regretted that he had only entered the realm of martial arts because he believed that power was everything. If he had a deeper level of martial arts cultivation, he would have been able to eat these things much more easily.

Inside the beef restaurant's main hall, everyone had their own thoughts, making the atmosphere somewhat strange.

Yan Qing has a large appetite and eats very quickly. In fact, eight of the ten bowls of beef noodles he just ate were prepared for himself. However, after finishing one bowl, he put down his chopsticks.

"Do you have any connection with the Zhang family in Northeast China?"

After finishing his meal, Yan Qing suddenly spoke, his tone calm, but it struck Wu Hong like a thunderbolt, causing his hand to tremble involuntarily.

Wu Hong wanted to answer, but he was unsure of Yan Qing's attitude.

Since Yan Qing made his move, his entire image of him has undergone a complete transformation.

His former image as a spoiled brat had vanished, replaced by one of forbearance and hidden depths, so he was trying to decipher the meaning behind Yan Qing's words.

"You'd better be related to the Zhang family..."

It wasn't until Yan Qing turned to look at him that she added another sentence.

"...Young Marshal Zhang is my brother-in-law!"

After a moment of silence, Wu Hong gritted his teeth and told the truth. He dared not gamble, fearing he would follow in the footsteps of Major Zhang. Moreover, he felt that if he had value, his chances of survival would be greater.

"Brother-in-law?"

"My sister is Zhang Shaoshuai's lover. The young marshal thought I had a talent for martial arts, so he trained me. I also wanted to prove my worth, which is why I thought of staying in Shanxi Province."

Having already spoken, Wu Hong made no attempt to hide anything and told the truth. However, he didn't speak as directly as he did afterward, believing that Yan Qing would understand the meaning behind his words.

"Great! Great!! This identity is quite good."

After hearing Wu Hong's explanation, Yan Qing smiled and patted Wu Hong on the shoulder.

"When you get back, contact Marshal Zhang for me and tell him I have something I want to talk to him about. Oh, and if this man can't finish all these beef noodles within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, then please kill him for me. If he finishes them, then take him back to the city."

After Yan Qing finished speaking, he got up and walked out.

Seeing Yan Qing get up, take a sip of soup, and then quickly get up and follow her.

Only Wu Hong and Cao Shaolin, who were engrossed in eating beef, remained on the spot.

Originally, the group came on horseback in a grand procession, but in the end, only Yan Qing, along with Yan Yanyan and Lan Yue, returned.

As for the soldiers, they were left behind by Wanxing to help her deal with the warriors.

Without these people following them, it was much easier for Yan Qing and his two companions to ride horses. They didn't have to wait for the soldiers behind them and could speed up. What used to be a journey of more than an hour could be covered in just twenty minutes on fast horses. The three of them could see the city wall in the distance.

"Huh? Wait a minute!"

However, as the three of them were about to pass a house, Yan Qing noticed something was wrong.

Yan Qing's Xingyi Tiger Form True Meaning is already considered to be superb, and the Tiger Form True Meaning is not only able to gather one's own essence, energy and spirit, but is also very good at ambushes.

However, just now, while he was on his way, he keenly sensed that something was wrong. There seemed to be a dangerous aura emanating from the house ahead, which made him feel uneasy.

"detour……"

Yan Qing didn't hesitate much. Since the houses ahead were dangerous, he could just take a detour and there was no need to take any risks.

However, before Yan Qing and his companions could even get around the houses in front of them, the people inside came out and rushed towards them at high speed.

There were four people on the other side, and they were extremely fast. By the time Yan Qing and his men turned their horses around, the other side had already closed the distance.

Yan Qing could tell from the way the four people used their strength to travel that they were at least internal force martial artists.

"Auntie, hold on tight! Go find Wanxing later!!"

As he spoke, Yan Qing suddenly lashed out with his riding whip, striking the rump of the horse beneath Yan Yanyan. Yan Qing's whip strike was not light; before Yan Yanyan could even speak, the horse instantly accelerated and bolted forward.

"Whoosh!!"

Before Yan Qing could strike his horse's rump with his whip again, he heard a whooshing sound behind him.

Hearing the sound of something cutting through the air, Yan Qing reached out and pressed his hand on the horse's back, leaping into the air and jumping to the side. Lan Yue did the same, but as she landed, she had already gripped the short knife in her hand.

The moment the two landed, their horses collapsed to the ground, blood trickling from their backs.

"Young Master! You head into the city, I'll hold them off!"

Lan Yue stepped forward, letting Yan Qing go first, while she prepared to cover the rear.

"You can't stop them. There are two of them, one on each side. Quickly deal with those two hidden attackers, then come and help me."

Yan Qing was well aware of Lan Yue's strength. Among the four opponents, one was unfathomable and could not be stopped by Lan Yue alone. If Lan Yue stayed behind to cover their retreat, they might not be able to escape in the end.

It would be better to fight separately. If we can quickly eliminate the three weakest internal energy martial artists, we might still have a fighting chance.