The Man with Resistance to Everything

"Lao Da, this is..." Zhao Si asked, looking at the woman in Zhao Han's arms.

"My woman!"

"So she's Lao Sao!" Zhao Si immediately straightened up with respect and stopped looking at her.

Hearing that title, Zhao Han was speechless.

He didn't correct Zhao Si. Instead, he carefully fed Nangong Meng food and water.

Back when she was inside the Vermilion Bird Egg, she could survive for a long time through internal circulation.

But once she was out of the Vermilion Bird Egg, that balance was lost. She needed someone else to look after her.

Actually, all Zhao Han had to do was channel Fire Element True Qi into Nangong Meng. She didn't need to eat or drink, but Zhao Han had nothing better to do, so he enjoyed fussing over her.

After taking care of Nangong Meng, Zhao Han's attention wandered elsewhere. He thought:

The Black Tortoise River in the north is still a long way off. I wonder if Shangguan Rong has married in the four years since we last met.

If she has, then I'll have to play the part of Cao Cao!

If she hasn't, heh, I'll swoop in and take her place. I don't care how powerful the Beimíng Family is—I'll crush them!

Shangguan Rong did have a fiancé. She was simply marrying late because she was a Martial Artist, while Zhao Han was an interloper who'd barged in out of nowhere.

It would be best if she hadn't married. Otherwise, the Beimíng Family would be in for a world of trouble.

No, that was wrong. They were already in for a world of trouble.

Shangguan Xuefeng and Bei Ming Chensi had risked shortening their own lives to enter the Ancient Battlefield and hunt me down. I hadn't forgotten that score.

After they'd traveled for