Kidnapping

After checking out!

Xiao Ran took Qian Renxue to a breakfast restaurant.

He ordered some ordinary food-soy milk, fried dough sticks, and steamed buns-as well as a few Capital specialties, fermented soybean juice with jiaoquan.

By the time Xiao Ran returned with the food, several older men and women had gathered around Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue's outstanding beauty, especially her dazzling golden hair, had left them staring.

They kept recommending their unmarried sons and grandsons to her. The Capital certainly lived up to its reputation: the men these elders offered were all dragons and phoenixes among men, either executives at major corporations, government officials, or nobles from the former dynasty who never stopped talking about their illustrious ancestors.

Qian Renxue trusted only Xiao Ran and did not want to engage with them, so she kept her mouth shut, pretending she could not understand what they were saying.

The elders tried several different languages, but still could not get a single word out of her.

Until Xiao Ran returned!

Seeing that Qian Renxue was waiting for Xiao Ran, they realized this flower already had an owner. Only then did the elders reluctantly slink away, their sharp, appraising gazes seeming to bore through him inside and out.

It was as if they were saying, What makes you so lucky, kid?

Only then did Qian Renxue say quietly:

"These elders are far too enthusiastic. Just how worried are they that their sons and grandsons won't get married?"

Xiao Ran laid out the soy milk, fried dough sticks, and steamed buns one by one. "That's normal. They have money and free time, along with generous pensions. All they want now is to hold their grandchildren and great-grandchildren as soon as possible."

"Here, try this Capital specialty."

Qian Renxue looked at the soy milk, then at the fermented soybean juice.

"Why did you order two servings of soy milk?"

Without batting an eye, Xiao Ran said:

"One is soy milk, and the other is fermented soybean juice. I heard it's a Capital specialty. Give it a try."

Intrigued, Qian Renxue scooped up a spoonful and put it in her mouth. Her expression changed instantly. It was like drinking water used to scrub a pot, and she spat it straight out.

"Is this really something people can drink?"

Xiao Ran wanted to laugh, but he certainly could not laugh now. He also scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

That single mouthful, sour and astringent, made him want to spit it out too.

So he did not hold back.

He spat it straight out.

"I can't get used to it either. Maybe people in the Capital just like that taste. Let's try something else."

Frowning, Qian Renxue took a large mouthful of soy milk and rinsed her mouth. Only then did her mouth feel reset, with that sour, astringent taste fading away.

She shot Xiao Ran a charming little glare. He was from Blue Star himself. How could he not know what people in the Capital liked? He must have wanted to tease her, deliberately keeping her in the dark about how this fermented soybean juice tasted.

What kind of Golden Core expert is this? He's just a nasty little kid!

Still, I'm not angry. Xiao Ran has a serious side and a playful side. That's what makes him a living, breathing person. It's actually rather cute.

Qian Renxue smiled at Xiao Ran.

Under her gaze, Xiao Ran was the one who felt a little embarrassed.

After breakfast!

Xiao Ran took Qian Renxue into a dark alley. Looking around, he finally found a spot without surveillance cameras.

In the Capital, there was a camera at every step. Finding a place without one really was not easy.

Qian Renxue tilted her head, a little puzzled.

Right in front of her, Xiao Ran formed hand seals and cast the Breath Concealment Technique and the Concealment Technique.

Qian Renxue's eyes widened. Xiao Ran, who had been standing right in front of her, had abruptly vanished from sight.

"Xiao Ran, your aura and your body-why can't I sense you or see you anymore?"

"What kind of skill is this? It's amazing."

Xiao Ran reached out and took Qian Renxue's hand.

"Listen carefully to what I'm about to say. I used the Breath Concealment Technique and the Concealment Technique to hide our auras and bodies. Next, I'll take you to find Tang Jia San Shao. As long as you don't use soul power, we won't be exposed."

Qian Renxue nodded repeatedly. Though she could not see him, she gripped Xiao Ran's hand even tighter.

Her gaze grew fervent. Xiao Ran seemed increasingly unfathomable to her, nothing less than an immense, heaven-sent opportunity.

The next moment!

Xiao Ran took Qian Renxue soaring into the sky on clouds and mist. This was one of the supernatural abilities he had gained upon breaking through to the Golden Core realm.

A thin layer of mist enveloped their bodies, both carrying them into the sky and minimizing the fluctuations of Xiao Ran's magic power.

High in the air, Xiao Ran checked the map and Tang Jia San Shao's recent movements.

He discovered that Tang Jia San Shao was attending an event that day.

With Qian Renxue in tow, Xiao Ran flew toward their destination.

Half an hour later!

Xiao Ran descended into a university parking lot, holding Qian Renxue's hand, and waited for roughly forty minutes.

A black car drove into the parking lot. Once it had stopped, a middle-aged man wearing black-framed glasses stepped out.

Xiao Ran's eyes lit up. He flew over, grabbed the man, and shot into the sky. Before the man could scream, Xiao Ran sent a slight pulse of magic power through him, knocking him unconscious.

"Things are getting hot-let's scram!"

"We've got him, Xue'er! Let's go!"

Holding Qian Renxue with one hand and carrying the middle-aged man with the other, Xiao Ran rushed at top speed to an abandoned construction site on the city's outskirts.

Once inside, Xiao Ran swept the area with his divine sense. Only after confirming that no one was around did he set Qian Renxue and the middle-aged man down.

While releasing a wisp of magic power to wake the man, he said to Qian Renxue:

"All right, Xue'er, here he is. How do you want to vent your anger?"

"Blue Star is a society governed by law. As long as you don't kill him, the rest is up to you."

Qian Renxue stared through gritted teeth at the middle-aged man slowly coming around. Clenching her delicate hand into a fist, she smashed it into his face.

"So you're the fucking Tang Jia San Shao! You've got quite a filthy mind, huh? Explain to me what you meant by 'golden liquid'!"

"Why is Tang San so disgusting? Hypocritical, full of double standards, willing to use any means, selfish and self-serving! All he cares about is his own cultivation, without the slightest regard for whether anyone else lives or dies!"

"I've wanted to fucking beat you up for ages..."

The more Qian Renxue hit him, the angrier she became, and the more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt. He had portrayed her like that in the story of Douluo Continent.

Her fists rained down on the middle-aged man.

The man howled in pain, doing nothing but covering his head with his hands. "Who are you? What are you talking about? Why don't I understand? Tang San is the purest, most immaculate protagonist I've ever written! He's my proudest creation! You must be one of my haters! Even haters can't go around hitting people! Ow, ow, ow! Aah, aah, aah! Stop hitting me..."

Biting her lip, Qian Renxue unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks on him.

"I'm Qian Renxue! So he's pure and immaculate, is he? Your proudest creation, is he? If I don't give you this beating today, I'll never quench the hatred in my heart..."

The middle-aged man: ???

Ah! Qian Renxue!

This must be a rabid Qian Renxue fan who can no longer tell fiction from reality.

Faced with a hater like this, the middle-aged man could only pray that she would let him go once she had beaten him and vented her anger.

Instead, she beat him until his consciousness blurred, and he seemed to see Tang San from Douluo Continent beckoning to him.

Watching from the side, Xiao Ran shook his head. He formed hand seals and cast the Healing Technique, pulling the dying man back from the brink.

It was like dipping a whip in iodine, disinfecting with every lash. His life was in absolutely no danger, but it left him wishing he were dead.