Bing Xueâer chased and fought all the way, finally catching Song Qingshu. She snorted with a dissatisfied expression and complained, âYou think youâre better than me just because of your movement technique? Youâre deliberately bullying me!â
âWith my movement technique, if I really wanted to bully you, would you have ever caught me?â Song Qingshu hugged Bing Xueâerâs soft waist, and quietly looked at her fair and flawless face.
Bing Xueâer felt a rush of heat and couldnât help but blush. After this period of chasing, she had actually lost most of her anger, so she said, âDonât tease me like this again. Itâs really embarrassing.â
âI was also somewhat out of my mind last nightâŠâ Song Qingshu laughed and was about to continue.
But Bing Xueâer snorted coldly, âYou must have had evil thoughts after seeing my Junior Sisterâs beauty.â
Song Qingshu protested, âI didnât do anything to her!â
Naturally, he didnât dare to reveal everything about last night. If Bing Xueâer knew that he was holding Xiao Longnuâs hand while he was riding on her, he might have to face a womanâs wrath.
âShhhhh!â
Song Qingshuâs expression suddenly changed; he pricked up his ears and listened intently.
âWhatâs wrong?â Bing Xueâer thought there was an enemy nearby, and her face became solemn. She secretly pinched the Golden Bell Belt around her waist and looked around cautiously, but found nothing after scanning the area.
Thinking that Song Qingshu was deliberately teasing her, she was about to get angry when Song Qingshu suddenly spoke, âThere is sound of fighting in the dense forest two miles away.â
âWho else could be traveling through this place?â Bing Xueâer was shocked.
When the two of them had been chasing each other; Song Qingshu deliberately chose the most remote place to run away. So they were far away from the main road. In these parts, except for woodcutters and hunters, there were probably no other people, and very few individuals chose to venture here.
Song Qingshu hugged Bing Xueâerâs waist and rushed toward the noise in a flash.
*****
Two miles away, Miao Renfeng stared in horror at a man in black clothes not far away and said in despair, âItâs a disgrace that this Miao claims to be the invincible in the world, but I canât even withstand your ten moves. Truly, I am a frog in the well.â
The man in black clothes remained calm, âMiao familyâs swordsmanship is merely a third-rate martial art. Your lineage has never produced any true masters. I never expected your generation to gain such fame with this ordinary swordsmanship. Master Miao must be quite talented.â
âTalented?â Miao Renfeng laughed bitterly, âJudging by your voice and body shape, you are no older than thirty. How could I, Miao Renfeng, dare claim to be talented before you?â
âPersonal circumstances differ; we canât force that.â The man in black clothes stood with his hands behind his back and said impatiently, âMaster Miao, have you decided? Hand over King Chuangâs treasure map, and I will spare your lives. OtherwiseâŠâ
He glanced at Miao Ruolan, lying at his feet, his tone menacing.
Miao Renfengâs anger flared, âYour skills might be remarkable, but bullying a young girl like this is despicable!â
The man in black clothes frowned, âI didnât want to resort to this, but I urgently need that treasure. Thus, I made this move.â
Miao Renfeng closed his eyes and said coldly, âMy Miao family has shouldered the responsibility of guarding this treasure for generations. We wonât let it fall into the hands of despicable people like you just because we fear for our lives.â
After speaking, he turned to Miao Ruolan and said sadly, âLanâer, itâs all because of Daddyâs failure. Do you blame Daddy?â
Although Miao Ruolan trembled with fear, she shook her head firmly, âLanâer isnât afraid. Daddy, you mustnât tell this bad guy about the treasure.â
The man in black clothes hesitated for a moment and said softly, âMaster Miao, when King Chuang left this treasure, he intended to use it as military expenses to drive out the invaders in the future. Foreign powers like Mongolia, Jin, Qing, Liao, Xia, Tubo⊠all cast covetous eyes on the our Ha*n territory. Now, I might be weak, but with the treasure of King Chuang, I could unite more rebels to join the cause of H*an resurgenceâŠâ
This struck a chord with Miao Renfeng. He detested the invaders his entire life, wishing he could single-handedly eradicate every one of them. Seeing this man share his ambition and possess such extraordinary martial arts, there might be a genuine chance of success.
Miao Renfengâs tension eased, but then he heard Miao Ruolanâs delicate voice, âDad, please donât be deceived by this man. He uses such despicable means to coerce us. How can he be a good person?â
Miao Renfeng felt a pang of shame. He was clouded by confusion, but his child saw through the deceit clearly.
The man in black clothes saw Miao Renfeng waver, but Miao Ruolanâs words thwarted his efforts. His face darkened, and he slapped Miao Ruolan, barking, âShut up!â
Miao Renfeng was immediately furious, âYou have no compassion at all. Even if you restore the H*an rule, you are still a tyrant. The treasure of King Chuang canât fall into the hands of someone as vile as you.â
The man in black clothes looked at his palms, confusion flickering in his eyes, âWhy canât I control my emotions? I donât remember being like this before.â
Suddenly, he pricked his ears, his gaze sharpening as he looked toward the distance. His eyes turned firm and sinister once more.
Song Qingshu arrived, carrying Bing Xueâer.
Seeing the scene, Bing Xueâer exclaimed, âBrother Miao, Ruolan, whatâs happening?â
Miao Renfeng saw Song Qingshu clearly and felt a glimmer of hope. Despite his displeasure about Song Qingshu seducing Hu Yidaoâs widow, he knew that the man wouldnât just stand idly by, especially with Bing Xueâer present. He had witnessed Song Qingshuâs martial prowess, and with him here, perhaps Xiao Ruolanâs life could be saved.
If Miao Renfeng was alone, heâd rather die than accept Song Qingshuâs help. However, seeing his beloved daughterâs suffering, he couldnât bear to see her leave the world like this.
The man in black clothes also discerned Song Qingshuâs identity and his expression changed slightly, âItâs you?â
âDo you know me?â Song Qingshuâs eyes widened in surprise.
âMaster Song, please be cautious. This personâs martial arts realm it very high, and exceptionally advanced!â Miao Renfeng warned, fearing Song Qingshu might be careless.
With Song Qingshuâs martial skills, he could naturally gauge the opponentâs approximate strength.
The man in black clothes exuded an aura of profoundness. Additionally, witnessing Miao Renfengâs dire state, Song Qingshu couldnât afford to underestimate him.
The man in black clothes sneered, âI heard youâve gained considerable fame lately, claiming to be the top master in the Qing Empire. Hmph, Iâm curious to see if your skills match the rumors.â
Song Qingshu, thinking it might be challenging to use his techniques as he had done before, welcomed the challenge, âYouâll see if you come and try.â