Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting with brother's wife and young sister Chapter 936 - 492: What Has This Kid Done to Deserve This! (Part 3)

Standing off to one side, Ning Xin murmured gently, "The night scenery of the Imperial City is truly beautiful."

Those soaring structures especially, nearly every one studded with colorful crystal stones that twinkled like stars.

"If you like it, then stay for a few more days!"

"No!"

Her response caught Chen Xuan slightly off guard.

"It’s fine to look at occasionally, living here isn’t as peaceful as home!"

That was simply her nature.

"I feel the same way."

Luan Ying chimed in slowly right then.

If Ning Xin’s remark had surprised Chen Xuan mildly, Luan Ying’s left him baffled as pure nonsense; she was always the biggest troublemaker.

"Really... but home is indeed a bit too quiet!"

"Hahaha..."

Chen Xuan roared with laughter; this was the Luan Ying he knew well.

Soon, the group fell into cheerful conversation while the maid delivered all sorts of gourmet treats.

The Imperial City lived up to its fame, boasting flawless ingredients and masterful cooking skills.

Even Gu Pengyou, from a noble clan, stood amazed.

Still, the cost arrived, with the final bill hitting almost one hundred thousand taels of gold.

This sum left Chen Xuan clenching his teeth in shock.

Four phrases flashed through his mind, "Spending money like water!"

The Imperial City was no spot for commoners to dwell.

Chen Xuan merely sighed of course; he had plenty of wealth.

He held the title of richest in Molan Mansion after all.

Plus, such mortal concerns never interested him much.

The old saying rings true: money's useless hoarded—spend it freely and earn it anew! It's yours only after spending!

After feasting heartily, drinking deeply, and reveling fully, the party boarded a carriage bound for the Three Judicial Departments.

Without Xiaoqi's Spirit Tribulation looming tomorrow, Chen Xuan wouldn't have aimed for the Three Judicial Departments tonight; escorting several ladies made travel awkward.

Inside the carriage, Xiaoqi and Luan Ying proved the most lively without question.

Xiaoqi clutched a puppet bearing a tiny wooden sword, Luan Ying one with a wooden blade, as they set their puppets clashing.

They reveled in the fun.

Chen Xuan shook his head at the sight, two playful imps—one large, one small.

"Creak..."

Right then, the carriage halted.

"We’re not there yet!"

Chen Xuan wrinkled his brow, demanding irritably, "What’s going on?"

"Reporting to the lord, someone has blocked the carriage!"

These words rang out as a gruff voice boomed into the carriage, "Brother Xuan, my lord invites you!"

Lord?

Qin Hong? Or Qin Tiandao!

His brazen arrival in the Imperial City meant they had to know.

"Which lord?"

"Brother Xuan will know upon arrival!"

This reply irked Chen Xuan deeply, particularly with the late hour and Xiaoqi's Spirit Tribulation prep tomorrow.

Though his might guaranteed safety, proper readiness remained essential.

"Next time, this king is heading back to the Three Judicial Departments!"

The blue-clad man outside darkened his face instantly upon hearing that.

"Brother Xuan seems a bit arrogant?"

"Humph!"

Chen Xuan snorted coldly, making the man outside spew blood at once.

"Just a warning!"

"A mere sixth level, be careful with your words, I don’t know which lord’s dog you are, but remember, don’t cause trouble for your lord!"

"Back to the Three Judicial Departments!"

The coachman outside flinched in surprise yet swiftly steadied himself; as Three Judicial Departments staff, he knew the inner passenger was no ordinary soul.

Arrogant?

He’s got the swagger for it!

To be blunt, given Chen Xuan’s current importance, there’s not a single prince in Great Yu who can compare to him.

So he need not concern himself with these so-called lords.

As for the future, even less so.

In Great Yu, fists reign supreme!

With his talent and system, it won’t be long before he surpasses the Imperial Family.

His growing strength has caused Chen Xuan’s mentality to change, no longer fearful or hesitant like before.

The carriage lurched forward once more, creeping past the man as the coachman tossed a mocking smile his way.

Until the carriage vanished entirely into the night.

"Humph!"

The man snorted coldly before striding off in a certain direction.

...

"My lord!"

Atop a building's highest floor, a gold-edged red-robed man slowly lifted his eyelids at the voice.

"How did it go?"

"That Prince Xuan refused, claiming he didn’t have time."

Hearing this, the man's eyes narrowed a bit, and he responded with a casual smile, "Things are different now—a lofty prince's request to see the manor king got rejected."

"Hehe!"

"Did you get hurt?"

The man inquired.

"Yes, he's incredibly powerful; a single casual word from him wounded me slightly! He must have held back."

From outside, the man answered with utmost respect, hiding nothing.

Just a single word!

The man's eyebrows knitted tightly. He was the Second Prince of Great Yu, boasting the greatest talent among the princes—excluding Qin Ying, who had experienced ancestral regression.

Right now, Chen Xuan's strength left him utterly shocked.

The Bone Burial Ground's opening loomed near, but this occasion differed from past ones; even for a prince like him, the pressure had intensified twofold.

Particularly from the strain caused by his close brothers.

"Earning Elder Zhan’s approval, rescued personally by the Chief Eunuch earlier, and now repelling a sixth-level expert with one word!"

How could such a person fail to stir his interest?

Yet... sigh, the flower yearns while the water flows unmoved.

His status as prince held no sway anymore.

Fortunately, Qin Tiandao hadn't pulled him in yet, though the figure he dreaded most wasn't the mightiest but Qin Hong.

With a blood sister like Qin Ying and whispers of entanglement with Prince Xuan.

Should he align with Qin Hong, then...

This thought sparked a chilling glint in his gaze.

"If you refuse to come, I'll go to you myself."

…

The following day.

At the heart of the Three Judicial Departments!

Xiaoqi remained stationed there, as Chen Xuan and the girls watched from a kilometer distant.

"Relax, Xiaoqi will come out safe."

Lan Meng’Er was the one most on edge here.

Yet Lan Meng’Er stayed silent; her eyes locked onto Xiaoqi, fists gripped hard.

"Boom..."