Chu Qing’s face remained unchanged, but he was sowhat surprised in his heart.
After Cheng Sihai of the Divine Sand Gang died, the deal with Xia Wanshuang was considered over.
As for the words spoken to her before, it was all just talk and laughter in the end.
Chu Qing didn’t think he would have any further interactions with this person, yet unexpectedly, she not only left Celestial Dance City but also ca to Luochun Manor to join in the fun.
His gaze swept over Xia Wanshuang, and just as she hoped to find more evidence from Chu Qing’s face, his gaze had already returned to the young woman in the brocade.
With a slight wave, a disciple of Luochun Manor stepped forward imdiately.
The young woman in the brocade narrowed her eyes slightly:
"What do you intend to do?"
"What?"
Chu Qing smiled:
"After all, this is Luochun Manor, and we cannot allow you all to take action here privately."
"Very well, indeed, birds of a feather flock together; there is not a single decent person at Luochun Manor."
The young woman in the brocade had a bad temper. After saying this, she shifted her steps and suddenly appeared in front of Chu Qing:
"I think you deserve a beating too!!"
A palm strike, wrapped in the fury of wind and thunder, roared towards Chu Qing.
Chu Qing sidestepped, avoiding the palm strike.
Yet he saw the girl’s arm suddenly twist, making the technique appear powerful, but it concealed its skill within its awkwardness.
Within clumsiness, there lay craft, concealed and mysterious, seemingly clumsy, but truly varied.
This move indeed surprised Chu Qing a little.
Imdiately, he swept his single arm, fending off the girl’s incoming grasp towards his chest and abdon, extending his arm like a blade, aiming for her throat.
The young woman in the brocade lowered her stance, evading the blade-hand aid at her throat while her foot swept upward in an undercut.
Chu Qing, without the need to look down, judged rely by the sound of the wind, raising his left foot to dodge the upward kick, while his right hand clenched into a fist but then loosened.
Transforming his fist into a grip, he directly seized the girl’s waist.
With a flick of his hand, he intended to throw her out.
However, as she clung to him, just before being thrown out, she grabbed Chu Qing’s arm and followed along his shoulder, attempting to climb onto his back.
Chu Qing chuckled silently, grounding his foot, and his inner breath from the Mingyu Scripture rotated.
A trendous force suddenly surged, causing the young woman in brocade to involuntarily fly backward.
She flew one or two zhangs through the air, landing after retreating another one or two zhangs.
Only then did she stabilize herself and, looking up at Chu Qing again, her eyes filled with uncertainty and disbelief:
"Who are you? This isn’t a Luochun Manor technique!"
Chu Qing turned back to look at her and suddenly extended his hand.
The girl’s face changed, and her body involuntarily moved towards Chu Qing.
But just as she was about to fall into Chu Qing’s hand, he flicked his hand again, sweeping with a force.
Sweeping those on the ground chaotically into a heap, eliciting a chorus of screams.
The young woman in brocade stared at Chu Qing, her eyes full of apprehension for a mont.
"I rely have a bit of rapport with Manor Master Wen... During the martial competition and marriage selection event, I am temporarily maintaining order here.
"Everyone should know, Luochun Manor is not just any place.
"Those seeking won, wanting to resolve personal vendettas, or encountering other reasons to clash with others.
"Please leave Luochun Manor and resolve it elsewhere.
"Should you dare behave recklessly in Luochun Manor again... you must be careful with your lives."
Chu Qing pointed to those on the ground:
"Break an arm of theirs and toss them all out."
The disciples of Luochun Manor looked at each other and simultaneously cupped their fists:
"Yes, we shall obey the Third Young Master’s command!"
After saying this, they approached those few people who had already been beaten by the young woman in brocade and swept by Chu Qing’s inner strength. Now in pain and cold, they continuously wailed.
Seeing the imposing Luochun Manor people approaching again, their faces turned pale.
The clever ones had already begun to open their mouths to plead for rcy, but to no avail.
The disciples of Luochun Manor, quick and efficient, approached and lifted an arm, directly breaking it with a kick.
Then they dragged them by the collar, dragging them away like dead dogs.
Chu Qing looked at the young woman in brocade again, a hidden gleam of cold light in his eyes.
The girl, however, was not afraid, stood tall, and snorted:
"What do you intend to do?"
She had the stance that, even if she couldn’t win, she would fight to the bitter end.
But Chu Qing noticed her eyes shifting, constantly looking for an opportunity to break through.
Evidently, she wasn’t as brainless as she seed...
Chu Qing shook his head:
"Considering it’s your first offense, and indeed they were wrong initially, we’ll leave it at this.
"If there is a next ti, the outco will be the sa.
"Everyone, disperse!"
His voice slowly spread, entering the ears of everyone present, sounding like a thunderclap in their ears.
They dared not delay and promptly turned to leave.
Xia Wanshuang didn’t leave, though, seemingly wanting to approach Chu Qing, but he ignored her. After handling the matter, he turned and left directly.
But just then, a disheveled figure, looking like a beggar, ca into his view.
This person was not slow, disappearing from Chu Qing’s sight in the blink of an eye.
"Ling Beichen?"
Chu Qing’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he leaped forward, chasing after him directly.
Xia Wanshuang paused, hurriedly stepping forward two steps:
"Wait!!"
"Wait for what?"
The young woman in brocade grabbed her wrist:
"That guy isn’t anything good either, why are you looking for him?"
"I..."
Xia Wanshuang initially wanted to say she might know him, but the words rolled around in her mouth and were swallowed back.
She broke free of the young woman in brocade’s hand, cupping her fists slightly:
"Thank you for saving ."
The young woman in brocade waved her hand casually:
"Just a small favor."
Xia Wanshuang had no mood for idle chatter with her, intending to pursue once more... but upon looking up, there was no sign of those two anymore.
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