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Before he could relax for long, Chu Yang's next words made his heart leap into his throat.
"Old man, you seem to have misunderstood. I went to the Zhao Prince's mansion because my friend was kidnapped and brought to your Zhao Prince's mansion. I came to ask for his return."
Chu Yang sneered, "You two go back and tell Wanyan Honglie to bring my friend over, otherwise he might be childless today."
Wanyan Kang trembled with fear.
Liang Ziweng quickly helped the injured Wanyan Kang up. Lingzhi Shangren hesitated for a moment, but gritted his teeth and chose to stand in front of the two to protect them.
"May I ask your friend's name? Once I return to the Prince's Palace, I will make sure to bring your friend out safe and sound."
Wanyan Kang was pale, and his voice was much weaker than before.
Chu Yang glanced at him and said, "My friend's surname is Huang, and he's a little beggar."
Upon hearing this, Wanyan Kang and the others exchanged glances, unsure how to respond.
Little beggar?
How could the prestigious Prince Zhao's mansion possibly abduct a beggar?
Wanyan Kang revealed an ugly smile, "Your Excellency, are you making fun of us...?"
Chu Yang replied with a half-smile, "If I really wanted to have some fun, wouldn't it be more fun to hang the three of you from a tree for days and nights?"
Lingzhi Shangren and Liang Ziweng were immediately startled; Chu Yang's tone did not sound like a joke.
Wanyan Kang took a deep breath, clasped his hands and said, "Please wait a moment, Your Excellency. When we get back, I will search the ground three feet deep to find Your Excellency's friend and bring him to you."
Chu Yang shook his head. "I never said you could leave."
Wanyan Kang's smile froze instantly, and the atmosphere became awkward.
Wanyan Kang, Lingzhi Shangren, and Liang Ziweng moved slowly, forming a pincer movement, seemingly preparing for a desperate gamble.
Sudden.
A cacophony of sounds arose around them, followed by the resounding, synchronized footsteps that shook the ground slightly.
The crowd that had just been watching the spectacle quickly moved to both sides of the road, leaving a wide avenue open.
An army came from not far away, with a magnificent red sedan chair at the center of the formation, and soon stopped in front of Wanyan Kang and his men.
"Kang'er, what are you doing?"
A woman's voice came from inside the sedan chair; it was soft, sweet, and pleasant to the ear, with the characteristics of a woman from Jiangnan.
Wanyan Kang slowly walked to the sedan chair and said in a wronged tone that he had been bullied and hoped to use the army to deal with Chu Yang.
The woman in the sedan chair was Bao Xiruo, Wanyan Kang's birth mother.
She knew Wanyan Kang's character very well and knew that he was most likely the one who caused the trouble, so she didn't agree to anything he said.
Bao Xiruo harbored a deep-seated aversion to her status as a princess, let alone using the Jurchen army to bully others, which crossed her bottom line.
When Wanyan Kang realized that he couldn't persuade his mother, he gave up the idea of using the army. However, the appearance of the army still gave Wanyan Kang a lot of confidence.
His attitude towards Chu Yang was completely different from before. He reverted to his usual arrogance and sneered, "I was only being polite to you because I respected your martial arts skills and appreciated your talent. But you are ungrateful and arrogant."
"I'm giving you two choices: either get out of here right now, or wait to be taken back to the Prince's mansion by me!"
Chu Yang stared at Wanyan Kang with the look of someone looking at an idiot and said, "I'm a rather stingy person, so I'll only give you one choice: stay here obediently and have someone bring my friend over."
Wanyan Kang narrowed his eyes, a murderous glint gradually appearing within them.
Bao Xiruo, who was inside the sedan chair, overheard their conversation and immediately called out to Wanyan Kang.
When he stepped forward, he asked in a low voice what had happened.
Wanyan Kang had no choice but to reveal the reason why Chu Yang had blocked him.
Bao Xiruo was also puzzled after hearing this. How could such a large royal mansion abduct a little beggar?
Bao Xiruo hesitated and said, "Kang'er, that person is probably after you..."
Wanyan Kang noticed that his mother's thoughts had changed, and he immediately became excited. He quickly said, "That man relied on his superior martial arts skills to try to kidnap me. He probably wanted to use me to threaten Father. What beggar friend? That's all made up!"
"These thieves must be captured and handed over to Father for punishment!"
Bao Xiruo gently lifted the curtain and looked at Chu Yang, who was dressed as a scholar. After a slight hesitation, she nodded and said, "You can detain him, but don't kill him. We'll settle the matter after we get back to the Prince's Mansion."
Wanyan Kang was somewhat dissatisfied, but he still promised his mother not to harm Chu Yang's life, knowing that his mother was kind-hearted.
After receiving Bao Xiruo's permission, Wanyan Kang gave a look to the guard leader on the side. The latter understood immediately and led a large group of soldiers to surround Chu Yang without saying a word.
Upon seeing this spectacle, the surrounding villagers scattered like birds and beasts, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.
The bald monk who had been standing on the stage shouting "Who else?" was also quite frightened and ran away in a flash.
Mu Nianci, dressed in red, didn't even glance at him; she had been staring at Chu Yang ever since.
"Father, you're right, that seemingly refined scholar is indeed a master!"
Mu Nianci exclaimed in surprise:
"He actually broke the cymbals in the high lama's hand with his bare hands."
"Judging from his young age, he shouldn't be much older than me, yet he possesses such formidable external martial arts skills!"
Yang Tiexin, who was using the alias "Mu Yi," didn't hear what his daughter was saying at all; his attention had already been drawn to the big red sedan chair.
The voice he longed for could be heard in it.
That gentle, melodious voice, like a wind chime, instantly pulled Yang Tiexin's thoughts back to Niujia Village eighteen years ago.
The arena transformed in the blink of an eye into the warm little home of my memories.
"Brother Tie".
His gentle and virtuous wife stood lifelike before him, smiling softly.
Lost in thought, Yang Tiexin instinctively reached out to touch his wife.
The moment his fingers touched his wife's face, everything around him shattered like a dream.
My home is gone!
His wife, children, sworn brother Guo Xiaotian, and sister-in-law Li Ping—everyone is gone!
When Yang Tiexin regained consciousness, his eyes were bloodshot, veins were bulging, and he appeared to be insane.
He stared intently at the sedan chair.
Yang Tiexin wanted to know who was sitting behind that curtain!
Under Mu Nianci's horrified gaze, Yang Tiexin picked up the spear from the weapon rack and jumped off the stage without hesitation. He didn't even explain a word to Mu Nianci before rushing out alone.
Only after Yang Tiexin rushed out did Mu Nianci belatedly shout:
"Dad, no!"
Driven to madness, Yang Tiexin could no longer hear Mu Nianci's calls; all he wanted was to see his wife, whom he longed for day and night.
Even if there are mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, he will still go and brave them!
Because the guard leader had mobilized most of the Jin soldiers to besiege Chuyang, only a small squad of Jin soldiers was able to stop Yang Tiexin.
The Yang family's spear technique is characterized by its wide, sweeping movements, honed on the battlefield. It is more effective in dealing with military formations than in combating martial arts masters.
Even though Yang Tiexin's health was not as good as before, dealing with some Jin soldiers was still no problem for him.
In an instant, he broke through the weak military formation in front of him and rushed to a position fifty paces away from the sedan chair.
Yang Tiexin was now only left with Wanyan Kang!
Yang Tiexin's actions thoroughly enraged Wanyan Kang, whose eyes were filled with chilling murderous intent.
He was already incredibly frustrated after being thoroughly beaten up by Chu Yang today.
Now even this lowly street performer in front of him dares to lay a hand on him.
Enraged, Wanyan Kang channeled his inner energy, his five fingers forming claws, and then a sinister and terrifying aura quietly spread out.
He was going to use the "Nine Yin White Bone Claw" to smash the skull of the middle-aged man in front of him.
At that moment, Master Lingzhi and Master Liang Ziweng acted simultaneously, stopping Yang Tiexin.
If the young prince is injured, Wanyan Honglie will most likely let them go!
But if anything were to happen to the princess, they would surely die.
With his hands bound by cymbals, Master Lingzhi was unable to use his unique skills, the Great Handprint and the Poison Sand Palm, greatly diminishing his martial arts prowess and preventing him from killing Yang Tiexin!
Therefore, Liang Ziweng became the main force in dealing with Yang Tiexin. With the assistance of Lingzhi Shangren, he suppressed Yang Tiexin with the Great Capturing Hand.
If Yang Tiexin hadn't gone mad and used a fighting style that risked his life for injury, he probably would have been taken down by these two.
While the three were locked in fierce combat, Mu Nianci caught up with them.
Although she didn't know why her father was like this, she had only one thought in her mind: to help Yang Tiexin fight the enemy.
Unfortunately, Mu Nianci's martial arts skills were even worse than Yang Tiexin's, and she couldn't even break through the Jin soldiers' defenses, remaining trapped in the distance.
She could only watch helplessly as Yang Tiexin was beaten until he vomited blood by Liang Ziweng and Lingzhi Shangren.
"Someone please save my dad!"
While fighting the Jin soldiers, Mu Nianci prayed bitterly in her heart.