Chapter 389: Chapter 389: Ice Moon Poison Lotus

Xia Wenjin said, “Alright, alright, I know. If there’s something I don’t want to do, no one can force me. Don’t worry, you go first, I have a way to escape!”

Huangfu Jingchen shook his head. Faced with a situation, letting Wenjin, a weak woman, stand in front while he leaves first and then asks Wenjin to save herself—he wouldn’t do it even if Wenjin wasn’t the one he cares about the most.

Xia Wanqing waited for a while, seeing that Huangfu Jingchen didn’t leave and Xia Wenjin seemed unable to persuade him, the boss became impatient and spoke gruffly, “Isn’t this over yet? If you don’t want to leave, then don’t leave at all. Watch me break your leg. Don’t worry, I won’t be stingy with a cup of wedding wine!”

He’s fair-skinned and delicate, isn’t this what people call a pretty boy? Always following around my daughter, tangling up with her, while my daughter is engaged to someone.

Before Xia Wenjin could speak, Huangfu Jingchen had already stepped forward, cupped his fist, and said, “Please enlighten me!”

He fully observed Jianghu etiquette, appearing elegant and graceful, like a jade tree facing the wind, but in fact, Xia Wanqing’s previous words had already ignited the anger in his heart.

This aggressive man obviously wanted to force Wenjin to marry someone important to him, maybe even his son or nephew.

Forcing Wenjin against her will, relying on Haotian Village’s power to compel her into marriage, he absolutely would not allow it!

Xia Wanqing laughed with anger; he hadn’t even said anything yet, and this kid took the initiative to challenge him. Not beating him up would be letting himself down.

Xia Wanqing suddenly swung his palm at him.

Huangfu Jingchen heard the rushing wind, knowing Xia Wanqing’s Inner Strength was formidable, he dared not be careless. He withdrew his soft sword from his waist, and the two immediately engaged in combat, exchanging fists and kicks.

Xia Wenjin had wanted to stop them earlier, but things were happening so quickly, words couldn’t keep pace with action.

She felt both helpless and amused, rolling her eyes toward the sky, and shouted toward the center of the action, “Xia Wanqing, if you dare to hurt him, I will never see you again!”

Xia Wanqing’s swung palm nearly paused; this rebellious girl was actually calling him by name. And what’s so good about this pretty boy? Young Master Yu is noble and extraordinary, clearly raised in luxury and wealth. If she marries him, wouldn’t she have a worry-free, prosperous life?

This pretty boy is dressed in simple cloth, besides his looks, does he have anything else?

Why not choose someone more affluent?

Moreover, Young Master Yu is the one who can save her life.

Her life is already short, does she want him to experience the grief of sending his child first?

Contrary to his irritation, Huangfu Jingchen’s heart was uplifted; Wenjin actually cares about him!

In truth, Xia Wenjin just felt that he was innocently caught up in this, and if anything happened to him, she would feel guilty. As for any other feelings, she hadn’t given it much thought and refused to consider it.

As soon as the two started exchanging blows, they fought faster and faster, the wind sounds growing intense; obviously, they were both using their Inner Strength.

Fighting on, Xia Wanqing became astonished; this kid might look like a pretty boy, but his skills are not weak. He hadn’t sparred with Young Master Yu, but he had seen Young Master Yu spar with Xia Sichen.

Xia Sichen is carefree, indifferent to win or lose, easily swaying between victories and defeats.

Now, fighting Huangfu Jingchen, he initially only used thirty percent of his strength; Huangfu Jingchen took it easily. Then he used fifty percent, and Huangfu Jingchen still found it easy. He went up to seventy percent but still found himself evenly matched with Huangfu Jingchen.

Using eighty percent, Huangfu Jingchen could still handle it!

Could this kid be a rising star in the Jianghu?

At such a young age, possessing such skill, he even seems superior to Young Master Yu.

But so what? No matter how handsome he is or how skilled, he’s not the one destined to save Wenjin’s life; his fate cannot save Wenjin!

Xia Wanqing grew compassionate for his talent, sent a power-packed palm to shake Huangfu Jingchen away, and stopped attacking.

In that final palm, Huangfu Jingchen felt the turbulent Inner Strength, and realizing the opponent held back, his heart was shaken, yet a hint of frustration lingered—he indeed hadn’t mastered his art.

He had no idea of Xia Wanqing’s astonishment.

Xia Wanqing now in his forties, facing a youth not yet twenty.

With such aptitude, accompanied by some luck, he might become a Jianghu master in the future. But unfortunately, Young Master Yu is the only one who can save Wenjin.

Huangfu Jingchen retreated, soft sword not sheathed, still shielding Xia Wenjin.

Xia Wenjin had been focused on the duel, startled by the fight between Huangfu Jingchen and Xia Wanqing. Her father is a Super First-class master, ranking in the Jianghu’s top ten—even though he held back, Huangfu Jingchen exchanged over fifty moves with him.

Huangfu Jingchen’s martial arts seemed better than she initially expected.

Xia Wanqing glanced at Huangfu Jingchen, then said to Xia Wenjin, “Stop the nonsense, come back to the Village with me!”

Xia Wenjin pondered, knowing she had to speak honestly with her father, yet before she could say anything, Huangfu Jingchen stubbornly said, “Senior Xia, I acknowledge your martial prowess is far superior to mine. However, I said Wenjin is my friend. If she’s unwilling, I absolutely will not let you force her. So, she will not be returning to the Village with you!”

Xia Wenjin: “…”

She indeed wasn’t planning to go back to the Village.

But with Huangfu Jingchen protecting her so assertively, she couldn’t speak what she wanted to say. She regretted not telling Huangfu Jingchen earlier that this was her father.

She was upset that her father actually forced her to marry someone she didn’t want; who knew things would unfold like this?

It’s awkward when someone risks their life for you, only to find out it’s all just a mere farce.

Xia Wenjin sighed, saying, “Huang Zheng, let me talk to him alone for a few minutes; rest assured, if I’m unwilling, he won’t be able to take me away!”

Huangfu Jingchen’s eyes showed worry; with Xia Wanqing’s martial prowess that high, even if Wenjin was unwilling, could she really stop him?

Seemingly sensing his concern, Xia Wenjin actually knew that if her father insisted, she truly couldn’t stop him. Against real power, every plan seems powerless.

However, Xia Wenjin still had a way.

She took out a small bottle from her sleeve, containing only one pill, and poured it into her palm.

Xia Wanqing knew his daughter has always been clever, and asked, “What is this?”

Xia Wenjin smiled and said, “Have you heard of Ice Moon Poison Lotus?”

Xia Wanqing frowned; of course he had heard of it—It grows in dark places, never seeing sunlight, and consuming it, one would feel like falling into a cold cellar, experiencing a freeze throughout their body and icy blood every four hours.

Xia Wenjin giggled, “Fifteen days ago, I accidentally found one in a dark area of Wangshan Town—just right to make this pill!” Finished speaking, she didn’t wait for Xia Wanqing to react and swallowed the pill.

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