Before this.
His foremost task was to ensure Qingcheng's stability and the safety of its people.
He could handle the rest as he saw fit.
Putting away the letter.
Wei Qing's gaze fell on Jun Wushang. "Tell me, what exactly did you come to Qingcheng for this time?"
Based on what he knew of Jun Wushang.
There was no way this brat would give up cultivation just to see his brother.
"Hehe, knew I couldn't hide it from you." Jun Wushang's face reddened. "My mother arranged a childhood engagement for me when I was little."
"Right now, all my heart is set on cultivation, so I came to call off the engagement!"
"Since you're here, help me think of a way to break it off without offending them."
Wei Qing was stunned.
Call off the engagement?
Why did this plot sound so familiar?
Zhang Zhidong, standing nearby, looked at Jun Wushang as though he were some kind of freak.
He thought, Is something wrong with this kid's brain?
You were going to their door to call off the engagement, yet you still wanted to avoid offending them?
Jun Wushang scratched his head lightly. "I just don't want to hold the girl up."
"What's the girl's name?"
"I think it's Zhang Xue."
"What?"
Before Wei Qing could speak, Zhang Zhidong could no longer hold himself back and shouted loudly.
"You brat, could you be Jun Wushang?"
"Yes."
Jun Wushang froze for a moment, then slowly nodded, his eyes filled with confusion.
It was over!
The instant Wei Qing saw this, he understood what was going on.
In his heart, he began silently praying for his good brother.
"What is wrong with my daughter that you dare call off the engagement!"
Fury surged in Zhang Zhidong's eyes, as though he wanted to devour Jun Wushang alive.
A man could be sitting peacefully indoors when a pot fell from the sky and landed right on his head.
Just a moment ago, he had been mocking the other party for having a screw loose.
The next second, he had stumbled straight into his own juicy scandal!
"Huh?"
Jun Wushang stood there dumbstruck, wishing he could slap himself across the mouth.
Saying he wanted to call off the engagement in front of his future father-in-law.
How rotten did his luck have to be to charge headfirst into the muzzle of a gun?
Zhang Zhidong glared at Jun Wushang. "Speak. If you can't give me a reason convincing enough today, don't even think about walking out of this room."
"Right. I'd like to hear it too."
With an earthshaking bang, the door was violently kicked open from outside.
A woman dressed in fiery red strode into the private room like a blazing flame.
Done for. Completely done for!
Wei Qing covered his forehead with one hand and shook his head helplessly.
He did not need to guess. The person in question had arrived.
"Oh, Xue'er, why are you here?"
The anger on Zhang Zhidong's face instantly vanished when he saw her, replaced by a loving father's smile as he stepped forward to greet her.
"Mother asked me to call Father home."
Zhang Xue explained why she had come, but her eyes remained locked furiously on Jun Wushang.
Jun Wushang was completely at a loss now.
He thought, Heavens, just send down a bolt of lightning and knock me out already.
What kind of mess was this?
Calling off the engagement in front of his future father-in-law had already been awkward enough.
Now his fiancée, whom he had never even met, was standing right before him. How was he supposed to say it?
Before coming here, he had planned to discuss a win-win solution with Wei Qing, one that could settle the matter without offending the girl's family.
What the hell was there left to think about now?
Right, Wei Qing!
Jun Wushang cast a pleading look at Wei Qing.
But Wei Qing turned a blind eye to his plea for help.
Calmly, he picked up his teacup and lightly toyed with the tea leaves floating on the surface.
As though there were some priceless treasure inside the cup.
"Speak."
Zhang Xue urged him again.
"Th-this..."
Jun Wushang's mouth twitched, and he could not even speak properly.
"What do you mean, 'this'? Weren't you so good at talking just now?"
"You dare call off my engagement." Zhang Xue instantly turned into an enraged tigress and roared, "If anyone's calling it off, it'll be me calling it off with you."
"Today, right here, as long as you, Jun Wushang, can defeat me, I, Zhang Xue, will have the final say in this engagement. If I say it's called off, then it's called off!"
"A fight?"
Jun Wushang's eyes lit up.
The moment he heard there was a fight to be had, his entire aura sharpened instantly, and he no longer avoided Zhang Xue's gaze.
Damn it!
This was going to be bad.
Seeing this, Wei Qing was about to step forward and stop them.
Jun Wushang was already in the wrong for wanting to call off the engagement, and this brat had never known how to hold back.
If he injured Zhang Xue.
The matter would become a huge mess.
Zhang Zhidong stepped forward and blocked Wei Qing, saying with great confidence, "My lord, please remain calm. Let my daughter teach this brat a lesson."
"Brother Zhang, Wushang is indeed at fault here. What if he injures Miss Xue'er?"
"Rest assured, my lord. He cannot hurt Xue'er."
"Oh."
Only after seeing Zhang Zhidong's confidence did Wei Qing properly examine Zhang Xue for the first time.
One look was all it took.
He was startled.
Zhang Xue was not only a martial artist, but an Eighth-Rank Mid Stage martial artist, one minor realm above Jun Wushang.
Only then.
Did the stone hanging over Wei Qing's heart finally fall to the ground.
While the two spoke, Zhang Xue suddenly accelerated beneath her feet and rushed before Jun Wushang. Her right fist clenched as she swung it toward his face.
Jun Wushang shifted aside and easily dodged Zhang Xue's fierce strike, a faint smile curling at the corner of his lips.
Though Zhang Xue's attack missed, her offensive did not slow. She spun again, her left hand forming a claw as she jabbed toward Jun Wushang's eyes.
Jun Wushang raised his palm to block while his right knee shot up fiercely, slamming toward Zhang Xue's abdomen.
Trading injury for injury.
The moment they exchanged blows, Jun Wushang realized that Zhang Xue was slightly stronger than him.
If he wanted to win, he would have to pay a price.
Zhang Xue instantly saw through his intentions. Her claw changed into fingers, and she tapped the numbness point on his right knee before retreating half a step.
The moment she landed, her left leg whipped out like a lash, striking straight at Jun Wushang's crotch.
His right leg suddenly went numb, and Jun Wushang staggered, his balance shattered in an instant.
The corner of his eye caught Zhang Xue's attack, and cold sweat poured down his back.
He thought, This girl is far too ruthless. She's trying to make sure I leave no descendants!
It was only an engagement cancellation.
Was there really any need to be this vicious?
His left foot stomped hard against the ground, and he retreated several steps in a flash.
However, Zhang Xue was faster. She drove a vicious heart-kicking strike straight into his chest.
Jun Wushang crossed his hands before his chest and stumbled back three steps with a "thud, thud, thud" before barely steadying himself.
Zhang Xue's eyes flashed as she saw this, and she closed in.
The next moment, her attacks abruptly quickened.
Palm shadows whirled, fist wind howled, electricity seemed to crackle between her fingers, and leg shadows lashed like whips. Every move targeted the vulnerable parts of the human body—his chin, eyes, acupoints, and lower body.
Jun Wushang was instantly forced into a passive defense.
Meeting each move with a counter.
Yet he could not form an effective counterattack.
It was over.
Seeing this, Wei Qing knew that Jun Wushang had lost this match.
At the same time, he was astonished that Zhang Xue possessed such abundant combat experience.
He turned an inquiring gaze toward Zhang Zhidong.
"Hehe, Xue'er's mother was the first Guardian Envoy in the history of the Heavenly Realm Division to enter martial arts through medicine."
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