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If history could rewind to the moment when Zuo Yi and Han Lin were locked in battle, Ye Huan would dare to say he would still choose to save Zuo Yi. After all, at that time, they were comrades on the same front line.
Moreover, now that Ye Huan had become a Fourth-Level Summoner, he could easily take down Seventh Level Warrior Gong Weiqi. How could he possibly care about a mere Sixth-Level Warrior like Han Lin?
With a flick of his wrist, two Desert Eagles appeared in Ye Huan's hands from his 2012 Arms collection. He aimed the dark barrels directly at Han Lin's head, while Zhang Ren and Weiyang also drew their weapons, watching intently.
Seeing that Ye Huan and the others seemed ready to make a move, Han Lin smiled—a joyful smile. After experiencing a defeat and having his military rank revoked, the chance for revenge was something that surely made Han Lin happy.
In fact, perhaps due to his excessive joy, Han Lin even reminded Ye Huan and the others: "You guys still want to make a move against me? I'm a Sixth-Level Warrior!"
"Please! The three of us have killed Seventh Level Warriors before. Why would we care about you, a mere Sixth?" Before Ye Huan could respond, Weiyang shot back at Han Lin with irritation.
Upon hearing that they had killed Seventh Level Warriors, Han Lin's first reaction was disbelief. As a warrior himself, he understood just how strong a warrior's defenses became upon reaching level six. Even if he couldn't win, escaping shouldn't be an issue, right?
Wanting to argue back, Han Lin suddenly recalled the moment when Ye Huan had pierced through his hand back at the border. His confidence wavered, and he tightened his grip on his sword.
Across from him, Ye Huan was also sweating profusely. Killing Gong Weiqi had been possible only because he wielded powerful weaponry. Now, standing just a meter away without even being able to hold an M4A1 assault rifle properly, he wasn't sure if the Desert Eagle could inflict significant damage on Han Lin.
As tensions rose and it seemed both sides might clash, suddenly a red figure darted into the center of the group. With a clear voice, she called out: "Brother! Ye Huan! You all stop it!"
Brother?
Staring at Han Xuan in her red dress, Ye Huan and his companions widened their eyes in shock. They glanced between Han Lin's features and Han Xuan's and simultaneously exclaimed: "Han Xuan, you and your brother can't possibly share the same mother!"
"What are you saying? Honestly! I don't care what kind of conflict you have with my brother; you just can't fight! Otherwise, you'll have to pay me back for the meal..." With a slightly annoyed expression directed at Ye Huan's trio, Han Xuan seemed to already know they were broke. This revelation nearly made Ye Huan drop his grip on the Desert Eagle in disbelief.
Finally, after addressing Ye Huan and the others, Han Xuan turned her gaze to Han Lin and playfully said: "Brother... did you forget what you promised me when we left? For that matter, you have to listen to me! Now you can put away your sword..."
'That matter?'
Hearing what Han Xuan said to Han Lin left Ye Huan and his friends puzzled. However, in the next moment—right in front of everyone—Han Lin's face turned slightly red as he sheathed his sword!
"Hey, Weiyang," Ye Huan whispered quietly in Weiyang's ear as he noticed Han Lin putting away his sword. "Do you think this little girl has something planned for us? I can't shake the feeling that she seems to have everything figured out—even inside the inn..."
It made sense; a woman as beautiful as she was, with a professional identity, how could she possibly be naive enough not to realize that Ye Huan and the others were using the restroom as an excuse? Thus, Weiyang nodded in agreement.
Seeing that Weiyang shared her view, Ye Huan decided to be straightforward with the woman. "Han Xuan, let's get straight to the point! As long as your brother doesn't come looking for trouble with us, we'll do our best to meet your requests..."
"Hey, smart people are easy to talk to. Follow me! Let's find a quiet place to sit down and discuss..." Han Xuan smiled at Ye Huan, a mysterious glint flashing in her eyes. She turned and swayed her hips toward a nearby tea stall, with Han Lin following closely behind her.
This was an opportunity—a chance to escape. However, this time, Ye Huan's curiosity was clearly piqued. Coupled with his strength that rivaled a Sixth-Level Warrior, he felt compelled to follow and listen in. After a brief hesitation, he took a step forward. Just as he had walked a couple of meters, Weiyang and Zhang Ren caught up. Weiyang grabbed Ye Huan's arm and whispered in his ear, "I tried sensing Han Xuan's energy but couldn't detect any Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy within her. She should be a warrior above level five."
Nodding in acknowledgment, Ye Huan walked ahead with Weiyang and Zhang Ren. He summoned several Flashbangs and M67 Fragmentation Grenades, handing them to the two of them—better safe than sorry.
Arriving at the tea stall by the street, they took a seat. Ye Huan remained silent, patiently waiting for Han Xuan to speak while pouring himself a cup of hot tea.
Noticing Ye Huan's calm demeanor, Han Xuan could no longer contain herself and got straight to the point: "Ye Huan, are you the eldest son of the Royal Capital Ye Family?"
"Yes."
Ye Huan never felt the need to hide his identity; after all, they were in the Southern Xiongnu Empire—not Huaxia. Who would care about a young master from Huaxia?
"I knew it! Coming to the Southern Xiongnu Empire dressed in Huaxia clothes and named Ye Huan—you're definitely the eldest son of the Royal Capital Ye Family." After receiving confirmation from Ye Huan, Han Xuan flashed a brilliant smile at Han Lin before turning back to Ye Huan with another question: "Since you're the young master of the Ye Family, do you know where Lin Yuyong, the eldest daughter of the Lin family in Capital of Huaxia, is?"
Lin Yuyong?
Ye Huan searched his memory; he recalled that Lin Yuyong was indeed the eldest daughter of the Lin family in Wangdu. However, since he rarely went out before, he wasn't very clear on the details. Just as he was about to respond, Weiyang suddenly interjected: "Lin Yuyong? Wasn't she confined by her family ten years ago for having an affair with an alien man? What do you want with her? Are you planning to..."
Glancing at Han Lin involuntarily, Weiyang seemed to understand something. Even Ye Huan and Zhang Ren shared similar expressions upon hearing Weiyang's words. Han Lin lowered his head in embarrassment, his face flushed red. After a moment of hesitation, he stammered out: "Yes... the alien man you mentioned is me. I remember when I was younger; I traveled across Jiuzhou and fell in love at first sight with Yuyong when I arrived in Capital of Huaxia... so..."
Having revealed part of the story, Han Lin struggled to continue but it was clear what had transpired between him and Lin Yuyong. Ten years had passed; now they were trying to find out where Lin Yuyong was—were they planning to rescue her?
Ye Huan looked at Han Xuan in surprise and exchanged glances that seemed to ask if they were indeed going to save Lin Yuyong. Han Xuan nodded vigorously in response; their expressions practically screamed their intent.
Sighing softly, Ye Huan understood that matters of the heart often left one powerless. He could only offer his blessings: "I hope you can succeed! If I remember correctly, although the head of the Lin family isn't exceptionally powerful, he should at least be at Eighth-Level Warrior level. Be careful."
"Wait a minute, Ye Huan! It seems you still owe me a meal? Aren't you going to think about how you'll repay me?" With a sly smile, Han Xuan not only failed to thank Ye Huan but also brought up their earlier encounter like a little witch demanding her due.
Just hearing Han Xuan mention their previous conversation made Ye Huan recall her words about liking him back at the inn. He felt an uncomfortable sensation rising within him and muttered something about 'repaying later' before attempting to leave.
Who would have thought that Han Xuan would once again stand in front of him, her nose almost touching his, breathing lightly in front of Ye Huan and saying, "Ye Huan, since you all came to the Southern Xiongnu Empire, you must be looking for someone or something, right?"
"Huh? Are you saying you can help us find it?" Ye Huan couldn't help but glance down at Han Xuan's beautiful face so close to him, nearly causing his nose to bleed. He forced himself to remain calm as he spoke.
As if she knew where Ye Huan was looking, Han Xuan suddenly puffed out her chest. Her enchanting phoenix eyes nearly captivated Ye Huan's soul. She leaned in closer, her fingers tracing circles on Ye Huan's chest as she sweetly said, "That's right. In the Southern Xiongnu Empire, our Han family has some influence. As long as you agree to help us go to the Huaxia Imperial Capital to rescue Lin Yuyong, I can help you find the person or thing you want. Who knows, I might even offer myself to you..."
Thinking about the mysterious old man in a black robe from the Dragon Hall in Huaxia Nation, Ye Huan really didn't want to return there anytime soon. But if he were to search for someone from the Ye Family in the Southern Xiongnu Empire, who knows how long that would take?
Unsure whether to agree to Han Xuan's request, Ye Huan looked towards Zhang Ren and Weiyang for help. It was clear that Zhang Ren would not be able to offer any advice since he had never been to the capital. However, when Ye Huan glanced at Weiyang, he was surprised to see Weiyang wink at him, signaling him to agree.
Noticing Weiyang's expression, Ye Huan considered it again and finally nodded. He added, "I can agree, but you must show me that you have the ability to help me find someone."
"Ha, simple! Shopkeeper..." With a slight smile, Han Xuan seemed to have anticipated Ye Huan's response. She clapped her hands and called out for the shopkeeper. The tea stall owner who had been brewing tea in the distance hurried over and bowed slightly, saying, "Miss, do you need something from me?"
"Please send a message to the inn and prepare a few sets of men's clothing for me. We'll go pick them up shortly."
"Understood!"
The tea stall owner nodded respectfully and quickly went around to a small room nearby. Soon after, a young man rushed out from inside and headed off into the distance, clearly on his way to fulfill Han Xuan's request.
At this point, Ye Huan had nothing more to say. He chose to trust Weiyang's judgment; however, given the current situation of heading to the capital, wasn't that a bit too risky?
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