Mei Suihan nodded and allowed Nanfeng to help him up. He told everyone, “Before casting the spell, I need to bathe and burn incense.”
Law cultivators had all sorts of peculiar rules and methods, so no one minded. After letting Mei Suihan go bathe, Xie Gutang walked over to Qin Wanwan’s side and lowered her voice: “You’re carrying the dragon core on you. If you directly swap over and encounter danger, that might not be appropriate.”
Qin Wanwan glanced sideways at Liu Zhong, who was speaking with Cuilu, and simply said: “Are you suspicious of Liu Zhong, or suspicious of Mei Suihan?”
Xie Gutang’s movements paused. Qin Wanwan’s voice remained steady: “If it’s Mei Suihan, and he wants the dragon core, he could have directly taken my dragon core during the Gentleman Sword competition secret realm. If it’s Liu Zhong, I have Jian Xingzhi’s spiritual consciousness mark on me. You hold this transmission formation array. If anything happens, I’ll summon you and you can come directly to my side.”
“Must this matter be managed?”
Xie Gutang frowned. Qin Wanwan reminded her: “This is the Liu Family of Flower City.”
The Liu Family of Flower City—their target destination for this trip. Whether investigating the matter of her parents disappearing in Flower City, checking whether Liu Feixu carried a demonic seed, or obtaining the Exquisite Jade—every single matter couldn’t avoid this family that controlled Flower City.
Xie Gutang understood her meaning, but remained uneasy: “Senior has already gone to search.”
“He’s gone to search, but Liu Zhong has just asked us. If we’re a step too late and it leads to something happening to Liu Feishuang, Liu Zhong will definitely place this debt on our account.” Qin Wanwan reminded her, “Human nature is like this. To obtain the Exquisite Jade, we must take risks.”
With the conversation reaching this point, Xie Gutang could only nod.
While the group waited in the room, Jian Xingzhi headed straight for the main street. He raised his hand and cast a spell, and before his eyes, clear footprints appeared everywhere. Each footprint carried a different colored light. After identifying them for a moment, Jian Xingzhi pursued a pale yellow light print.
Liu Feishuang’s concealment arts weren’t particularly proficient. She hadn’t erased her traces too thoroughly. Fooling someone like Liu Zhong was possible, but Jian Xingzhi had hunted down countless demonic cultivators back in the day. Compared to those demonic cultivators fleeing in all directions, even with deep treasures hidden, this young miss wasn’t particularly impressive.
He swiftly pursued her outside the city, controlling his sword and speeding through the wind, searching the mountain forests all along the way.
“Master, why do this?” 666 sighed. “That’s the male lead. You can dodge the first day but not the fifteenth. Even if you find Liu Feishuang this time and don’t give him a chance to shine, this small world will definitely arrange the next opportunity for him.”
“Shut up.”
Jian Xingzhi found it annoyingly noisy. 666 looked at the deducted points and sulked in frustration: “Stealing the male lead’s spotlight this time, deducting 200 points!”
“Deduct away. Deduct them all.”
Jian Xingzhi sneered: “I won’t give that male lead any chance to perform. You all can give up on that.”
“Jian Xingzhi!” 666 grew agitated. “Do you still want to ascend or not? Even if you don’t want to ascend, the female lead still needs to ascend! Don’t interfere with the mission!”
Hearing this, Jian Xingzhi made no response.
The wind blew up the hair at his temples. His expression remained calm: “Without Mei Suihan, with me, Jian Xingzhi here, she can’t ascend?”
666 froze. A thunderous sound came from the ground, and Jian Xingzhi’s gaze turned cold: “Found her.”
With that, he descended from his sword and saw Liu Feishuang wearing Qin Wanwan’s clothes, running through the mountain forest.
Somehow, the mountain forest had become covered in wild roses. These roses were exceptionally large—the vines alone were thick enough to require two people’s arms to encircle. These wild roses madly attacked the fleeing Liu Feishuang. Liu Feishuang’s form was agile, but these roses were both fast and fierce. After being chased for over half a shichen, she had long since exhausted her strength. Just as she saw enormous wild rose thorns raining down like arrows, she stumbled and fell to the ground. In that very instant, a long sword descended from the heavens, transforming into over a hundred swords before her that rotated into a sword array, completely annihilating all those wild rose thorns rushing toward her.
Liu Feishuang stared blankly at the magnificent light, then saw blue robes descending gracefully. The young man raised his hand to grasp his sword, turned his face to the side, and spoke coldly: “Liu Feishuang?”
“You?”
Liu Feishuang recognized him with one glance—the young man before her was the one she’d seen at the inn that afternoon. Without hesitation, she turned and ran. Jian Xingzhi couldn’t be bothered with her. He raised his hand and with one sword blast opened up the surrounding roses. The spirit binding rope in his hand whipped out and fastened around Liu Feishuang’s neck, yanking her hard as he warned coldly: “Don’t run around.”
With that, he leaped upward, dodging one attack from the wild roses. Liu Feishuang was yanked by her neck and swung through the air, her hands pulling at the rope around her neck to prevent being strangled to death as she shouted: “Don’t tie my neck!”
Hearing this, after Jian Xingzhi dragged her jumping up and down through the forest, he swung her in the air. Liu Feishuang spun in midair, and the rope immediately wrapped around her entire body, making her look like a tightly bound rice dumpling. Jian Xingzhi dragged her, swinging her back and forth, precisely avoiding danger among the wild rose thorns.
She watched the surrounding vines grow increasingly fierce, each time barely grazing past her, felt everything spinning around her, and couldn’t help crying out in alarm: “Stop swinging! I’m going to die, I’m going to die!”
“Noisy.”
Jian Xingzhi cast a silencing spell, directly muting Liu Feishuang as he swung her toward the edge of the dense forest.
But the surrounding wild roses inexplicably grew more and more numerous, impossible to cut down completely. Jian Xingzhi controlled his sword to rush upward. However high he rushed, the roses rushed that high. Finally, one wrapped around Liu Feishuang and, strangling her, began dragging her downward.
Liu Feishuang used her spiritual power to barely block the vines’ strangulation. Jian Xingzhi was forced to be dragged back into the dense forest with her.
As Jian Xingzhi was being blocked in the dense forest while dragging Liu Feishuang, Mei Suihan finished preparing the magical implements and raised his hand pointing at the formation: “Please, Miss, stand in the center of the formation.”
Qin Wanwan glanced at the formation. After confirming there were no problems, she stood in the center.
She looked at Xie Gutang. Xie Gutang held the transmission array and nodded at her.
Qin Wanwan stood in the formation, watching Mei Suihan cast his spell as she contacted Jian Xingzhi: “Jian Xingzhi.”
Jian Xingzhi blasted open a flower wall with one sword strike, dragging the already unconscious Liu Feishuang as he ran frantically. Hearing Qin Wanwan’s voice, he responded with a low sound: “Mm.”
“I’m about to exchange positions with Liu Feishuang. I have one of your spiritual consciousness marks on me. After confirming the location, come immediately.”
Hearing this, Jian Xingzhi was greatly alarmed and quickly called out: “Wait! Don’t come over!”
But these words came out too late. Qin Wanwan felt the formation beneath her feet light up.
Jian Xingzhi sensed the spiritual power fluctuation. Looking back, he saw Liu Feishuang, whom he’d been swinging around, light up. Terrified, Jian Xingzhi quickly pulled in the rope, directly yanking the person back toward himself!
Qin Wanwan and Liu Feishuang had just exchanged positions when she felt her entire body bound tightly. Everything spun around her, and looking back, she suddenly crashed into someone’s embrace.
Qin Wanwan froze. Then she saw flower thorns stabbing straight toward Jian Xingzhi’s back. Jian Xingzhi, holding her, leaped to the side, dodging and weaving through the urgent stabs of the flower vines as he inquired: “Why did you come?”
“I was afraid you couldn’t find her, so I wanted to try both approaches simultaneously.”
“When I’m not with you, what are you managing?” Jian Xingzhi grew angry. “Xie Gutang and Cuilu didn’t stop you. You swapped over, and now that I’m not with you, what would you do?”
“Undo the Immortal-Binding Rope for me!”
Speaking of this reminded Qin Wanwan of her current situation. Hearing the contempt in his words, she grew even angrier: “I’m not disabled. I can fight a bunch of flower vines too!”
“I’m not undoing it.”
Hearing her speak arrogantly, Jian Xingzhi looked down at her. Seeing her bound tightly, he couldn’t help laughing. Holding her, he stepped on the flower vines and leaped upward: “If you’re so capable, then bounce. Caterpillar divine skill—I’m watching.”
“Jian Xingzhi!”
Qin Wanwan began to struggle. Jian Xingzhi swept his gaze around the surroundings.
He discovered that as soon as Qin Wanwan arrived, the flower vines’ attacks clearly weakened. Before long, these vines actually shrank considerably, slowly returning to their usual peaceful state.
He held her, dodging the flower vines’ attacks for a while. Soon after, the forest quieted down. Jian Xingzhi jumped down from the last flower vine and looked back to see wild roses covering all the trees in the entire forest.
Qin Wanwan took the opportunity to roll in midair and landed steadily on the ground.
Jian Xingzhi looked back at her and raised his eyebrows: “Well, well, not bad.”
Qin Wanwan glanced at those wild roses and demanded again: “Undo the rope for me!”
“I won’t.”
Jian Xingzhi leaned against a tree and raised his chin: “Keep bouncing. I’m quite happy watching.”
Qin Wanwan met Jian Xingzhi’s gaze. His eyes were full of provocation. Qin Wanwan knew what he was angry about.
He had already said he would come find the person, yet she had acted on her own initiative, making it seem like she didn’t trust his abilities. For Jian Xingzhi, doubting anything was fine—just couldn’t doubt his competence.
She had originally wanted to apologize to smooth things over, but looking at Jian Xingzhi’s eyes, that “I’m sorry” simply wouldn’t come out.
After holding it in for a long while, she turned her head and began bouncing toward the wild roses.
If he wouldn’t undo it, then he wouldn’t. Indulging him like this!
Jian Xingzhi froze, not expecting Qin Wanwan to be this stubborn. Earlier when he was holding her during their escape, she wanted to flip down. Now she’d rather bounce along than say a kind word to him.
He was also worried about her safety, afraid something might happen to her.
Turning it around, it had all become his fault?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He turned his head and sneered, deciding not to look at her.
Qin Wanwan bounced to the nearest wild rose. Her heart was full of grievance. She crouched down to carefully examine the wild rose, not wanting to pay attention to Jian Xingzhi.
The two remained in a stalemate without speaking. Before long, Jian Xingzhi saw Qin Wanwan’s earring light up. He raised his hand and flicked the light point, then heard Xie Gutang’s voice ring out: “Wanwan, are you alright? Do you need me to open the transmission array and come over?”
“Oh, so you have a backup plan,” Jian Xingzhi mocked. “I thought you were so bold, saying you’d swap and just swapping? Who let you swap—someone who knows this kind of spell, Mei Suihan, right?”
Qin Wanwan ignored him, restraining her emotions as she told Xie Gutang: “Big Brother Xie, I’m fine. Jian Xingzhi is here. It’s safe here. You all take care of Miss Liu.”
Hearing “Jian Xingzhi is here, it’s safe here,” Jian Xingzhi didn’t know why, but his mood suddenly improved somewhat. He walked to Qin Wanwan’s side and crouched down with her to look at the roses, softening his tone: “Promise me you won’t act recklessly like this in the future, and I’ll undo the Immortal-Binding Rope for you.”
“How was I acting recklessly?” Qin Wanwan looked at him coldly. “In your heart, am I just a waste who can’t do anything?”
Jian Xingzhi froze. He suddenly realized his words had been a bit harsh. He tried to explain: “No, I…”
“I’m now at Nascent Soul cultivation level. I inherited Jishan’s cultivation methods. In this small world, I also count as a strong person. Besides, I have your spiritual consciousness mark on me—you can immediately rush over to save me. I also gave Xie Gutang the transmission array. If something happens, he can come over right away. I made all the preparations. Liu Feishuang is clearly a mission. How was I acting recklessly?”
Jian Xingzhi was questioned into silence. He thought for a long while, finally saying in a low voice: “I just hope you won’t take risks.”
“For everything gained, something must be lost. If I don’t take risks, how can I accomplish anything?”
“You have me.” Jian Xingzhi blurted out. “Just trust me.”
Qin Wanwan froze. After a moment, feeling somewhat flustered, she turned her head: “I can’t rely on you for a lifetime. Later when we reach the Immortal Realm, won’t we still have to go our separate ways?”
“Immortal Realm matters can be discussed in the Immortal Realm,” Jian Xingzhi also sensed his earlier words had gone too far. He steeled himself and said, “Right now we’re here. My mission is to help you ascend. If I don’t help you, who will?”
“You didn’t used to talk to me like this, though?”
Qin Wanwan found it strange. She looked at him: “You told me people must become strong, can only rely on themselves.”
“Becoming strong—yes, you must become strong,” Jian Xingzhi wished he could go back and kick his past self to death for saying such things, but he still had to work hard to make it round, “but while others might not be reliable, I am someone you can rely on.”
Qin Wanwan said nothing. She quietly gazed at him. After a long while, she turned her head, looked down at the wild roses, and spoke in a low voice: “Understood.”
Getting this response, Jian Xingzhi felt relieved. He looked at Qin Wanwan bound tightly and asked carefully: “Should I undo the rope for you?”
“Mm.”
Qin Wanwan responded softly. Jian Xingzhi loosened the rope.
After loosening it, he couldn’t help contemplating—clearly he had been angry first, waiting for Qin Wanwan to apologize. How had things developed this way?
He couldn’t help falling into deep thought. Qin Wanwan raised her hand to touch the wild rose. After detecting the source of the wild rose’s spiritual energy, she stood up: “Let’s go.”
Jian Xingzhi followed behind Qin Wanwan. He frowned, always feeling something wasn’t quite right.
Qin Wanwan looked back at him, cleared her throat lightly, and explained her reason for the exchange: “Back then, my parents brought Lin Yanzhi to Flower City. Most likely it was to seek help from the Liu Family. The matter of Flower City’s ghost marriages originated over a hundred years ago. Judging from the timeline, this matter is extremely likely related to Lin Yanzhi. Before the bride was captured, she left wild roses all over the ground. Liu Feishuang has also been detested by rose family plants since childhood. So I speculate that the curse mark on Liu Feishuang might be related to Lin Yanzhi. Therefore I must save her.”
Jian Xingzhi looked up at her. The phrase “I thought you trusted Mei Suihan” was about to come out, but sudden cleverness blocked it again.
He looked at Qin Wanwan, blinked, and said nothing.
“I trust that you can find her, but Liu Zhong proposed the exchange request. If I directly refused, should anything happen, Liu Zhong would resent us. But if nothing happens, Liu Zhong will be moved by my sacrificing myself to save someone.”
“Oh.” Hearing Qin Wanwan’s meaning, Jian Xingzhi thought about it. “Didn’t you always try to avoid risks when possible?”
“Previously it was finding ways to preserve my own life,” Qin Wanwan smiled. “Now I’m searching for my parents. I can’t not put in effort.”
Hearing this, Jian Xingzhi fell silent.
The two walked along the road. Qin Wanwan thought for a moment: “I know you don’t like Mei Suihan. The Spirit Pearl secret realm is his. With so many evil spirits inside, and he should have known what we experienced inside, yet he insisted on waiting until the last moment to open it—clearly there’s a big problem. But he’s currently our only lead. If he’s a good person, then naturally we should treat him well. If he’s a bad person, then even more we can’t release a tiger back to the mountain.”
“He…”
Jian Xingzhi hesitated. After thinking for a long while, he finally spoke: “For you, he’s not a bad person.”
The male lead might be a bad person to the whole world, but to the female lead, he wasn’t a bad person.
This point, Jian Xingzhi understood clearly.
Qin Wanwan froze. She turned to look at him: “I thought you really disliked him?”
Jian Xingzhi didn’t meet her gaze. Crossing his arms and lowering his head, he muttered sullenly: “Finding your parents is more important.”
“Jian Xingzhi,” hearing these words, Qin Wanwan smiled. “You’re really wonderful.”
Getting these words, the corners of Jian Xingzhi’s mouth were somewhat uncontrollable. Not wanting Qin Wanwan to see, he turned his head and magnanimously said: “Just alright, I suppose.”
“Let’s hurry back,” Qin Wanwan proactively grabbed his sleeve. “Take Liu Feishuang back to Flower City.”
“I won’t. I want to walk slowly.”
Jian Xingzhi turned to look at the stars in the sky: “The stars are so beautiful. I’ll look at them slowly.”
“Let’s go.”
Qin Wanwan proactively took his arm, pulling him forcefully, wanting to control her sword and return.
Jian Xingzhi let her drag him, but just wouldn’t control his sword: “I won’t. I insist on walking back.”
Seeing Jian Xingzhi being difficult, Qin Wanwan stopped. She raised her hand and plucked a wild rose from the side, then raised her hand to insert it in Jian Xingzhi’s chest collar: “I’m giving you a little flower. Let’s go.”
Jian Xingzhi looked down at the wild rose blooming on his chest and drawled lazily: “You think one little flower can dismiss me.”
With that, he removed the flower from his collar, raised his hand and inserted it in Qin Wanwan’s hair bun, smiling as he admired her.
Qin Wanwan stared at him blankly. Jian Xingzhi pressed his lips together: “Let’s go.”
Finishing speaking, he raised his hand to pull her over, controlled his sword to soar into the air, and rushed straight toward the city.
Only when Qin Wanwan reached midair did she remember. She leaned her head over to complain: “The flower you gave me was one I picked.”
“Being particular about these things? Want me to go chop down that whole forest for you.”
Qin Wanwan knew he would do as he said and quickly shut her mouth.
The two returned on their sword. As soon as they entered the room, they saw Liu Zhong coming forward, saying emotionally: “Thank you both, Daojuns.”
“He dares to come back!”
Liu Zhong had just finished speaking when Liu Feishuang came forward aggressively: “Actually tying this young miss with rope, watch me not…”
“Young Miss!”
Liu Zhong shouted angrily. Liu Feishuang’s movements froze. She stared at Liu Zhong, her eye sockets slowly reddening.
Liu Zhong bowed in salute: “Young Miss, please return to your room. Don’t be willful anymore.”
“You all just want me dead.”
Liu Feishuang gritted her teeth: “For the sake of forming a marriage alliance with Heavenly Sword Sect…”
“Young Miss!”
Liu Zhong intensified his tone. Liu Feishuang’s voice stopped abruptly. Liu Zhong turned to look at the person beside him: “Take the Young Miss back. If she’s lost again, you’ll all answer for it!”
“Yes.”
The attendants nearby rushed forward and took Liu Feishuang away.
Qin Wanwan watched this situation, looking curiously toward Liu Zhong. Liu Zhong’s face showed embarrassment as he said apologetically: “My apologies. Originally I wanted the Young Miss to stay and personally thank you two Daojuns. I didn’t expect the Young Miss…”
Speaking to this point, Liu Zhong sighed: “Pampered and spoiled since childhood, too indulged. Please forgive her.”
“It’s not a big matter.”
Qin Wanwan smiled, then glanced in the direction Liu Feishuang had gone: “However, I wonder why the Young Miss was so determined to escape this time, even insisting that you all were going to kill her?”
Hearing this, Liu Zhong’s face stiffened. After a moment, he fell silent.
Xie Gutang thought for a moment and stood up: “Manager Liu, I am Xie Gutang, first disciple of Heavenly Sword Sect’s Inquiring Heart Sword. Since this concerns a marriage alliance with Heavenly Sword Sect, if there are difficulties, you might as well speak directly.”
Hearing this, Liu Zhong’s expression immediately changed. Then he said: “I didn’t expect it to be Daojun Xie of Heavenly Sword Sect. Then I wonder who the others are?”
“Rogue cultivators, Jian Xingzhi, Qin Wanwan.”
“Ghost City, Cuilu.”
“Me?” Mei Suihan saw everyone looking at him and smiled. “I forgot, but I’m probably a fortune teller.”
No one paid attention to him and turned back around. Liu Zhong forced a smile: “I said you all looked like you possessed profound magical power. So it’s Lord Cuilu, Daojun Xie, and friends traveling together. Everyone can rest assured, it’s just a small matter. You needn’t overthink it. I wonder why you’ve all come to Flower City?”
“Oh,” Qin Wanwan turned to glance at Xie Gutang and lied: “We were originally just passing through, but Daojun Xie said his sect was forming a marriage alliance with Flower City and wanted to stop by for a look.”
“That’s right,” hearing Qin Wanwan lie, Xie Gutang quickly cooperated. “We just happened to arrive here and, thinking Junior Brother Luo would arrive soon, wanted to see him.”
“I see,” Liu Zhong nodded without saying much more. “Then this old man welcomes you all on behalf of Flower City. When you arrive in Flower City, you can lodge directly at the Liu estate. This old man will report today’s matter to the Family Head. The Family Head will personally visit to express thanks.”
With that, Liu Zhong looked at the sky: “It’s already late. This old man won’t disturb you all from resting. I’ll take my leave first.”
After Liu Zhong finished speaking, he departed first.
Cuilu coldly swept a glance in the direction Liu Zhong had gone and mocked: “When he needed help, he came rushing over eagerly. Now that the matter’s finished, he doesn’t even give an invitation to travel together. Really an old thing.”
“Didn’t you notice,” Qin Wanwan smiled as she glanced in the direction Liu Zhong had left, “he’s afraid of Big Brother Xie.”
Cuilu was surprised. She glanced at Xie Gutang. Xie Gutang smiled: “It’s not that he fears me—he fears Heavenly Sword Sect. This matter, I really do need to properly question Junior Brother Luo about.”
“You know about this?”
Jian Xingzhi looked over. Xie Gutang nodded: “Junior Brother Luo is the Sect Master’s son. He cultivates the Passionate Sword. He and this Liu Feishuang should also count as childhood sweethearts. The marriage alliance matter—everyone at Heavenly Sword Sect has known about it for a long time.”
“Childhood sweethearts…” Jian Xingzhi frowned. “Then why is she running?”
“To preserve her life.”
Mei Suihan’s voice rang out. Everyone turned back together to see Mei Suihan pointing toward Liu Feishuang’s room: “Didn’t she just say it? ‘You all just want me dead.'”
“The life preservation she mentioned,” Qin Wanwan pondered, “does it refer to the rumor that when marrying in Flower City, both bride and groom will die?”
“If you want to know something, just go directly and ask her,” seeing Qin Wanwan troubled, Jian Xingzhi said directly. “We saved her. Directly tell her we’ll save her one more time. She should talk then, right?”
“Directly go ask…” Xie Gutang looked up at Jian Xingzhi. “Liu Zhong probably won’t agree.”
“If your junior brother wants to send some things to this young lady, can the Liu Family still block it?”
Hearing Jian Xingzhi say this, Xie Gutang understood.
“Then that’s settled,” Qin Wanwan nodded. “We’ll first enter Flower City and find Junior Brother Luo.”
Everyone made their decision and prepared to return to rest. Just as they were about to leave, Mei Suihan suddenly spoke.
“Wait.” Hearing this, everyone turned back together to see Mei Suihan quietly watching Qin Wanwan. “Miss still hasn’t told me your name.”
“Qin Wanwan.”
Jian Xingzhi spoke directly, walking forward to block Qin Wanwan. He reported the name for her, then turned his head to instruct her: “Hurry and go sleep.”
“Oh.”
Qin Wanwan didn’t dare offend Jian Xingzhi at this time. She poked her head out from behind him and smiled politely at Mei Suihan: “Young Master Mei, we’ll go sleep first.”
With that, Qin Wanwan led everyone to leave together.
Jian Xingzhi left last. Before leaving, he looked toward Mei Suihan, still lying on the bed.
“Does your head still hurt?”
He suddenly inquired with concern. Mei Suihan’s movements paused, then he maintained his smile: “Not too bad.”
“Did you see the wild rose on Wanwan’s head just now?” Jian Xingzhi pointed in the direction Qin Wanwan had left.
“The flower color is gorgeous, but the person surpasses the flower.” Mei Suihan smiled in praise.
“I think so too.” Jian Xingzhi nodded. With that, he smiled. “I was the one who put it in her hair.”
Having said what needed saying, he walked out and closed the door, following Qin Wanwan to find Liu Feishuang.
666 slowly recovered from its shock. After quite a while, it finally managed to say: “Self-taught tea ceremony… Master… amazing.”
Jian Xingzhi made no response. He coldly swept a glance at Mei Suihan’s room door.
He thought of the favorability rating above Mei Suihan’s head.
“—”
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**Author’s Note:** Young Master Wuyou is called Mei Suihan.
In the previous Long Aotian – Chapter I wrote the wrong name, using the name of a supporting character from Mountain River Pillow.
**[Mini Theater – Different Treatment When Fighting]**
To strangers: Jian Xingzhi swings them around
To his wife: Jian Xingzhi embraces her deeply
Liu Feishuang: “I originally thought it was a male god descending from heaven, but later discovered that Jian Xingzhi coming here just gave me one more option between being killed and being swung around to death like a sandbag.”