Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

Suddenly, he felt everything go black and lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a stone bridge in the north of Yuzhou City, holding a jar of wine.

"Did you drink yourself into oblivion?"

Zhang Zifan stood up, feeling dizzy and lightheaded.

He didn't think much of it, assuming it was just because he couldn't hold his liquor.

As he shook his head and mocked himself, he suddenly heard the sounds of a fierce fight.

It was Li Xingyun and Lu Linxuan who forcibly broke through the Xuanming Sect's blockade at the city gate.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Zifan felt that this matter must be more than it seemed, so he decided to get involved and investigate.

"Your little brother is here!"

He shouted and, pretending to be a righteous man who had seen injustice, charged into the battle.

With the addition of Zhang Zifan, a minor Celestial Realm expert, the battle situation instantly shifted.

The Xuanming Cult members were slaughtered and scattered, fleeing in disarray.

The three dared not linger. After a brief conversation, they headed north of Yuzhou City.

"Well, it's almost there."

Qin Chuan watched all this with his hands behind his back and nodded slightly.

Once Zhang Zifan and Li Xingyun have more contact, they will definitely notice something amiss.

After that, the people of Tongwen Hall, led by Li Siyuan, would naturally take notice of Li Xingyun's existence.

Further away, Yuan Tiangang was also nodding, quite satisfied with Qin Chuan's plan.

Everything was perfectly reasonable, and there was no indication that someone was secretly pulling the strings.

Even if he personally intervened, this was all he could do.

Unbeknownst to him, this disciple had also become a player and strategist like him.

As a teacher, Yuan Tiangang was naturally gratified.

But as the head of the Bad Guys of the Tang Dynasty, he couldn't help but feel a little wary of Qin Chuan.

If he were gone one day, would Li Xingyun be able to control Qin Chuan?

Will Qin Chuan be as loyal to the Li Tang royal family as he is?

These questions may seem like unfounded worries, but Yuan Tiangang had no choice but to consider them.

Yuan Tiangang's gaze was deep and unfathomable, flickering slightly, but it quickly returned to its calm state, revealing only a cold and ruthless glint in his eyes.

With a flick of his body, he vanished into the world, disappearing without a trace.

Chapter 41 Who is the Mole?

In a deserted inn, a farce unfolds.

The male protagonist of the farce is Zhang Zifan, while the female protagonists are two 'extraordinary women'.

"A beauty that could topple kingdoms, a beauty that could destroy cities..."

At the desk by the window, Qin Chuan, disguised, couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy as he looked at Zhang Zifan, who was surrounded by beauties on both sides.

Just like in the original storyline, Zhang Zifan, along with Li Xingyun and Lu Linxuan, encountered the two sisters, Qingguo and Qingcheng, who were traveling in the Central Plains.

Zhang Zifan is really something else when he's drunk; he can even bring himself to hurt these two oddballs.

The three of them spent a wonderful night together, and their undying love was finally made.

When Zhang Zifan woke up the next day, it was too late to deny everything.

The two sisters, Qingguo and Qingcheng, are both top-tier experts in the Middle Heaven Rank. How could he possibly be a match for them?

Unable to even escape, he was forced to enjoy the "blessing of having multiple wives".

Qin Chuan originally wanted to inquire about his young apprentice's situation with Qingguo and Qingcheng, but after seeing Zhang Zifan's treatment, he gave up the idea.

Better safe than sorry; he absolutely cannot let these two sisters take a liking to him.

"Brother Li, have a drink..."

Zhang Zifan could only drown his sorrows in alcohol, using it to numb his senses; otherwise, he was truly afraid he would hang himself.

Li Xingyun risked his life to keep the gentleman company, drinking with him until they were completely drunk.

Lu Linxuan didn't want to stay with those two stinky men, so she went back to her room to rest early.

Qin Chuan drank alone, eating and drinking.

This was the first time he had satisfied his appetite since leaving the pass, so naturally he wanted to enjoy it to the fullest.

Suddenly, he frowned, and his expression turned somewhat displeased.

Because, taking advantage of Li Xingyun's drunken collapse, Zhang Zifan, reeking of alcohol, sneaked towards Lu Linxuan's room.

Some people can't hold their liquor, but they have good manners when they're drunk.

Some people have extremely poor alcohol tolerance and behavior when drunk.

Zhang Zifan belongs to the latter type of person.

He is usually refined and courteous, but once he gets drunk, his personality changes drastically, turning him into a lecherous glutton.

Qin Chuan initially had some admiration for Zhang Zifan.

But seeing his lewd appearance at that moment, all that appreciation vanished instantly.

Just as Zhang Zifan was about to peep at Lu Linxuan taking a bath, a wine jar came flying through the air, hitting him so hard that he saw stars and fainted.

Lu Linxuan put on his clothes and hurriedly left.

Seeing Zhang Zifan unconscious, she roughly guessed what had happened.

This guy must have been drunk and had impure thoughts about her.

Who could have secretly intervened and saved her?

"It must be him!"

A figure wearing a ghost mask instantly appeared in Lu Linxuan's mind.

He always appears whenever she is most helpless, like her guardian angel.

Qin Chuan was naturally unaware that his casual few moves had already created such a lofty and glorious image in Lu Linxuan's mind.

At that moment, he was talking to someone.

"Young Marshal, it's been so many years since I've seen you! I've missed you terribly!"

This man was flamboyant and effeminate; he was none other than Shangguan Yunque, that sissy.

"It's been a long time, Brother Shangguan."

Qin Chuan gave a lukewarm response.

"The old marshal asked me to assist you, young marshal."

Seeing that Qin Chuan's attitude was lukewarm, Shangguan Yunque didn't bother to be friendly and got down to business.

"In that case, you shall stay by Li Xingyun's side and serve this future emperor well."

Qin Chuan casually dismissed the question.

He couldn't possibly be worthy of Shangguan Yunque's eccentricity; he should leave it to Li Xingyun.

"What should we do with that kid from the Tongwen Hall?"

Shangguan Yunque had actually arrived long ago and had been observing from the shadows.

With his mid-level skill, he could naturally tell that Zhang Zifan's martial arts style came from Tongwen Hall.

"It depends on Brother Shangguan's mood."

With that, Qin Chuan strode away.

"Nebula, I've come to be with you forever!"

Shangguan Yunque couldn't wait to head to the inn, clearly having already secretly fallen for Li Xingyun.

In the Xuanming Sect branch near Yuzhou City.

"Big brother, I feel like something's not right!"

Chang Xuanling looked somewhat worried.

She felt that there might be a traitor within the Xuanming Sect.

Otherwise, how could Li Xingyun and Lu Linxuan have escaped the blockade so easily?

"I feel the same way..."

Chang Haoling stroked his chin, lost in thought.

Aside from the two of them and their master, the only people who knew about this operation were the lower-level followers.

Could there be a traitor among these people?

But then I thought about it and realized that this didn't make sense. These people only learned about the specific plans when the operation was about to begin, so how could they have had time to inform others?

"It's not this, it's not that, brother, I'm starting to feel like we're the moles..."

Chang Xuanling lightly patted her forehead, speaking with a troubled expression.

"It seems like this is the only possibility..."

Chang Haoling gave a wry smile.

Surely the mole isn't their master?

The branch's stone gate suddenly opened, and Qin Chuan walked in calmly.

"This disciple has failed in his duties; please punish me, Master."

The Black and White Impermanence stood with their heads bowed, like two children waiting to be scolded.