Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“I think I just heard them say that one of them is the daughter of Qingyun City Lord.”

“Qingyun City?”

Someone in the room sneered.

“Baiyue City is the largest city in Liuyun prefecture. It’s worth three Qingyun cities. Ridiculous how the daughter of Qingyun City Lord is uttering such words in front of Ms. An!”

“You can’t say so. See, the two ladies can get the help of Leng Qianhan. They must be unordinary.”

Everyone in Qingfeng Hotel discussed the development in the fight.

“Ugly freak, who are you? Who allowed you to poke your nose into others’ businesses?” Seeing that someone was here to ruin her plan, An Linglong’s expression changed, and she glared at Leng Qianhan.

“Get lost!” Leng Qianhan growled. A powerful, domineering aura burst out of his body. The people in front of him, including An Linglong, were blown back.

The crowd exclaimed!

“So impressive!”

“He can make these people so vulnerable with just his power. C-Could he be an expert of the Mystic Martial realm!”

“Mystic Martial realm!”

Everyone looked shocked. Even the entire Tian Zhao Dynasty had few Mystic Martial experts, and as for in Liuyun Prefecture, their existence was almost unheard of.

If someone at that level appeared here, they would receive a special position in Liuyun Prefecture. Even if an entire city is wiped out by such a person, the Prefectural Governor of Liuyun Prefecture might not even speak anything.

This was a rule of survival. In the heavens and earth, life was a game of the survival of the fittest. Whoever had the power always had the biggest say!

Everyone looked at Leng Qianhan respectfully and enviously.

He was so young, yet he had reached the Mystic Martial realm. He must have had a special encounter!

Even An Linglong’s face turned pale when she had been blown to the ground by the aura. She was engulfed in fear. “Mystic Martial realm! How could these two pathetic b*tches know such a master?”

No! She refused to believe that a master like him would protect those pathetic b*tches!

Ugh! These girls had made her offend a master of the Mystic Martial realm. An Linglong decided to kill the girls when she got a chance in the future.

The people who wanted to act before were scared so badly that they even feared to fart. While everyone else discussed the situation, these attackers slipped into the crowd and disappeared.

The eye-obtrusive flies had disappeared. Leng Qianhan’s powerful and domineering eyes swept across everyone, and everyone looked away, afraid to meet his gaze.

Leng Qianhan turned around and looked at the beautiful, cool, and unusually calm Lou Qianxue. A flurry of emotions swept past his eyes.

This woman is different from other people.

His face still held a cold and domineering expression. He held the scimitar on his back again, and said in an even tone, “I agree to your offer.”

He had indeed done as Lou Qianxue had said; given himself a slap on his face.

But what was ‘face’? If someone died, would they still carry that face? As long as it could solve his cultivation issues, why wouldn’t he protect a lady just for a year?

Moreover, he had to take revenge, and it would be indignant to die before that!

Lou Qianxue looked up at him. She had decided to help him at the moment when he had stepped up at the mercenary union to stop the intense fight.

His behavior back then was enough to prove that he was not a madman who would abuse his strong power.

He was someone with a good conscience.

She handed him the first half of the formula of Stupa Saber Art’s first level that she had prepared last night.

“This is the first half. The second half will come depending on your performance.”

Leng Qianhan saw the thin sheet of paper, and his breathing became heavier. He couldn’t wait to take it. After looking at it carefully, his expression revealed some excitement.

He put it away carefully and looked at Lou Qianxue with respect. “For a year, my life is yours!”