Before this.
His foremost task was to ensure Qingcheng's stability and the safety of its people.
As for the rest, he could handle it himself.
He put away the letter.
Wei Qing's gaze fell on Jun Wushang. "Speak. What exactly did you come to Qingcheng for this time?"
Based on his understanding of Jun Wushang,
that brat definitely wasn't the type to abandon cultivation just because he wanted to see a brother.
"Hehe, I knew I couldn't hide it from you, brat." Jun Wushang's face reddened. "Well, my mother arranged a childhood betrothal for me when I was little, didn't she?"
"All my thoughts are on cultivation right now, so I came to break off the engagement!"
"Since you're here too, help me think of a way to call off this marriage without offending the other side."
Wei Qing froze when he heard this.
Break off the engagement?
Why did this plot feel so familiar?
Beside them, Zhang Zhidong was also looking at Jun Wushang as if he were some kind of freak.
He thought, Is there something wrong with this brat's brain?
You've gone to their door to break off the engagement, and you still want to avoid offending them.
Jun Wushang scratched his head lightly. "I just don't want to delay that girl."
"What's the girl's name?"
"I think it's Zhang Xue."
"What?"
Wei Qing had yet to say anything when Zhang Zhidong could no longer hold back and shouted.
"You brat, could you possibly be Jun Wushang?"
"Mm."
Jun Wushang was slightly taken aback, then slowly nodded, confusion showing in his eyes.
It's over!
Wei Qing understood what was happening in an instant.
He silently began praying for his good brother.
"What's wrong with my daughter? How dare you break off the engagement!"
Zhang Zhidong's eyes surged with fury, as though he wanted to swallow Jun Wushang whole.
He had been sitting comfortably indoors, yet a pot had fallen from the heavens onto his head.
A moment ago, he had still been mocking the other party for having something wrong with his brain.
The next second, he had become the subject of his own biggest gossip!
"Huh?"
Jun Wushang was even more dumbfounded on the spot, wishing he could slap himself across the face.
He had announced that he wanted to break off the engagement right in front of his prospective father-in-law.
Just how rotten did his luck have to be for him to charge straight into the barrel of a gun?
Zhang Zhidong glared fixedly at Jun Wushang. "Speak. If you can't give me a reason that convinces me today, don't even think about walking out of this room."
"Yes, I'd like to hear it too."
With a deafening bang, the door was suddenly kicked open from outside.
A woman dressed in fiery-red robes burst into the private room like a blazing inferno.
It's over, it's over—I'm screwed!
Wei Qing supported his forehead with one hand and shook his head helplessly.
There was no need to think about it. The real party involved had arrived.
"Oh, Xue'er, what brings you here?"
When Zhang Zhidong saw her, the anger on his face instantly faded, replaced by the smile of a loving father as he went to greet her.
"Father, Mother asked me to come and call you home."
Zhang Xue explained why she had come, but her furious gaze remained locked on Jun Wushang.
Jun Wushang was completely at a loss now.
He thought, Heaven, hurry up and send down a thunderbolt to knock me unconscious.
What kind of situation is this?
Announcing that he wanted to break off the engagement in front of his prospective father-in-law had already been awkward enough.
Now his betrothed, whom he had never even met, was standing right in front of him. How was he supposed to bring it up?
Before coming, he had even planned to consult Wei Qing and work out the best of both worlds: solve the matter without offending the girl's entire family.
What the hell is there left to think about?
Right, Wei Qing!
Jun Wushang cast a pleading look toward Wei Qing.
Yet Wei Qing ignored his plea completely.
He calmly picked up his teacup, lightly stirring the tea leaves floating on the surface with one finger.
He looked as though there were some priceless treasure in the cup.
"Speak."
Zhang Xue urged him again.
"This... this..."
Jun Wushang's mouth twitched, and he could barely get the words out.
"What do you mean, 'this'? Weren't you quite eloquent just now?"
"How dare you break off my engagement!" Zhang Xue instantly transformed into an enraged tigress and roared, "If anyone's breaking off this engagement, it'll be me breaking off mine with you!"
"Today, right here, if you, Jun Wushang, can beat me, then this marriage is up to me. If I say it's off, then it's off!"
"A fight?"
A light flashed in Jun Wushang's eyes.
The moment he heard there was a fight to be had, his entire aura instantly turned sharp, and he no longer dodged Zhang Xue's gaze.
Oh no! This is going to go badly.
Seeing this, Wei Qing moved to step forward and stop them.
Jun Wushang was already in the wrong for breaking off the engagement, and that brat never knew how to hold back when he attacked.
If he injured Zhang Xue,
things would become a huge mess.
Zhang Zhidong stepped forward and blocked Wei Qing, saying with complete confidence, "My lord, please stay your hand. Let my daughter teach this brat a lesson."
"Brother Zhang, Wushang is indeed in the wrong here. What if he injures Miss Xue'er?"
"My lord, rest assured. He can't injure Xue'er."
"Oh."
Only after seeing Zhang Zhidong's confidence did Wei Qing examine Zhang Xue for the first time.
He hadn't known before, but now he was startled.
Well, well!
Zhang Xue wasn't merely a martial artist. She was also an Eighth-Rank Mid-Stage martial artist, one minor realm higher than Jun Wushang.
At this point,
Wei Qing's suspended heart finally settled back down.
While the two men were speaking, Zhang Xue accelerated beneath her feet and rushed in front of Jun Wushang. Her right fist clenched as she smashed it toward his face.
Seeing this, Jun Wushang's figure blurred, and he easily dodged Zhang Xue's swift strike, a faint smile curling at the corner of his lips.
Her first attack missed, but Zhang Xue's offensive momentum did not diminish. She spun again, turning her left hand into a claw and thrusting it toward Jun Wushang's eyes.
Jun Wushang raised his palm to block. At the same time, his right knee shot up and slammed viciously toward Zhang Xue's abdomen.
To trade injury for injury.
The moment they exchanged blows, Jun Wushang realized that Zhang Xue was a little stronger than he was.
If he wanted to win, he would have to pay a price.
Zhang Xue saw through his intentions instantly. She changed her claw into a finger and jabbed the numb point above his right knee, while simultaneously retreating half a step.
The instant she landed, her left leg lashed out like a whip, striking straight toward Jun Wushang's groin.
His right leg suddenly lost all feeling, and Jun Wushang staggered involuntarily, his balance breaking in an instant.
He caught Zhang Xue's attack from the corner of his eye, and cold sweat sprang out in fright.
He thought, This girl is far too ruthless. Is she trying to make me die without descendants?
It was only a broken engagement.
Was there really any need to be this vicious?
He stomped his left foot against the ground, and his figure shot backward several steps.
However, Zhang Xue's figure was one step faster. She delivered a devastating kick straight at his chest.
Jun Wushang crossed both arms before his chest to guard. His entire body staggered backward three steps with a series of thuds before he barely managed to steady himself.
A glint flashed through Zhang Xue's eyes, and she pressed forward.
The next moment, her offensive suddenly accelerated.
Palm shadows flew, fists howled through the air, her fingers crackled with electricity, and her legs lashed out like whips. Every move and every technique targeted the vulnerable parts of the human body: the chin, the eyes, the acupoints, the lower body, and more.
Jun Wushang instantly fell into a passive defensive state.
He countered each move as it came.
Yet he could not form an effective counterattack.
It's over.
Seeing this, Wei Qing knew that Jun Wushang had lost this contest.
At the same time, he was amazed that Zhang Xue possessed such rich combat experience.
He turned toward Zhang Zhidong with a questioning look.
"Hehe, Xue'er's mother is the first Garrison Commander in the history of the Heavenly Realm Division to enter martial cultivation through medicine."