Chapter 383: Chapter 259: A Mysterious Commission from Chang’an (Part 2)

Qin Yue had no idea what had happened to this person, only thinking he was about to display some remarkable skill. Without hesitation, he delivered a punch, the Tiger Hand squarely hitting the Great Han’s face, sending him rolling back.

"You, despicable! You actually used a sneaky..." The Great Han, his face swelling, looked at Qin Yue in unwillingness before fainting.

"Seventh Senior Brother lost!"

"Seventh Senior Brother actually lost!"

The defeat of the Great Han immediately threw the group from the Wuding Boxing Club into chaos, as they couldn’t imagine their senior brother would lose.

Qin Zheng sneered, "Get out of here immediately. Is this a place where you can act recklessly? If you don’t leave, each of you will end up like him."

Qin Yue looked strangely at the Great Han, knowing very well that their strengths were similar. If this person hadn’t suddenly made a move with a big flaw, he definitely couldn’t have settled it so quickly and cleanly.

Hearing Qin Zheng’s voice, the disciples of the Wuding Boxing Club, holding flags, instinctively and helplessly looked at someone in the crowd.

One person doing this might not be noticeable, but a group doing it stood out prominently.

Instantly, that person became the center of attention, with everyone, including the Qin Mansion’s Hospital Guard, looking at him.

This person was dressed in dark blue attire, with a blue cloth belt tied around his waist. His face was square and steady, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, making one feel he was a leader at first glance.

Qin Zheng squinted his eyes, deducing that this guy was the highest-ranking one among them.

"Your skills are good, let me see for myself." The strong man in streamlined clothing solidly planted his feet, leapt out directly, and raised a fist towards Qin Yue’s chest.

Qin Yue’s expression changed suddenly, "Such fast speed."

He hurriedly pressed his palms together to block the opponent’s fist.

But who would have thought that the punch of the strong man in streamlined clothing would be exceptionally powerful, like a heavy hammer, causing Qin Yue’s arms to go numb instantly, forcing him to step back urgently. If it weren’t for the solid stance he had practiced, he might have embarrassingly fallen to the ground already.

Not settling down yet, another wave came as the strong man attacked again, raising his left leg like a battle axe and stepping down.

The fierce wind from this kick carried extraordinary power. If Qin Yue got stomped, with his physique that hadn’t even gone through external training, he couldn’t withstand this person’s strength, and might instantly end up with a caved-in chest, leading to death.

Swish!

At the same time, a pebble whistled through the air, hitting the strong man’s left ear. People saw blooms of blood spray from this guy’s ears, his eyes turning blood-red from congestion.

Seeing the strong man’s big foot coming, Qin Yue had no time to dodge, and could only grit his teeth, extending his arms to block, hoping to hold his ground under the kick.

But who knew, there wasn’t any force in this person’s leg, and Qin Yue only gave it a slight push, causing the strong man to fall back to the ground, motionless, dead.

The whole scene fell into silence, even Qin Yue himself was dumbfounded.

What on earth happened?

Qin Zheng truly lived up to his years of experience as the old steward, his reaction quick and decisive.

He immediately shouted loudly, "Arrest all these people and send them to the authorities. Who knows where these riffraff came from, relying on some paltry skills to come to my Qin Mansion and act out, it’s really laughable."

Under his command, the Hospital Guard of the Qin Mansion took action immediately, capturing and binding those holding flags, intending to hand them over to the authorities together later.

Seeing this trouble resolved, Qin Yuesheng promptly entered the Qin Mansion, leaving gracefully afterward, hidden in both identity and name.

Amidst the chaos of the world, many previously unknown but fairly powerful martial artists began founding their own sects and forces, calling people to join them in strengthening their numbers everywhere.

The people just needed to offer silver, then they could receive the protection of powerful martial artists, avoiding conscription and harassment by soldiers, a common sight everywhere at that time.

The Wuding Boxing Club that Qin Yuesheng encountered today was just like that. They weren’t a local force in Cyan Yang City but had migrated from other places in Jiangnan.

They didn’t know the situation of the Qin family, only seeing the luxurious facade of Qin Feng, instantly recognizing it as a wealthy family, leading to the ignorant and inexperienced members of the boxing club, who learned some martial arts and considered themselves invincible, coming to Qin Mansion to forcibly recruit people.

The main goal was to extract some benefits from the Qin family, but they never expected to kick an iron plate.

...

Nighttime.

On a mountain path ten miles northwest of Cyan Yang City.

"Hurry up, speed up, we can’t delay anymore."

"But, Miss... she’s different from us, she really can’t move anymore."

A man and a woman walked on the mountain path, the woman holding the hand of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, whose appearance was stunning, catching one’s attention involuntarily.

The man wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, "No stopping, those people could catch up at any time, we must deliver her to a safe place."

The girl, beautiful and fair-skinned, exhibited adorable elegance, and although she wore peasant’s hemp clothes at the moment, it hardly concealed her noble aura, showing at a glance she couldn’t belong to just any ordinary family.