Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

While explaining to Zheng Xiaoqiao, Ma Zhan found the mask and put it on his face.

Zheng Xiaoqiao asked doubtfully, "If you know each other, why are you still wearing a mask?"

"She doesn't know it's me." Ma Zhan answered subconsciously, then thought that there was no need to wear a mask now, so he took it off.

Zheng Xiaoqiao said in a somewhat unhappy tone: "Put it on."

"ah?..."

Zheng Xiaoqiao suddenly displayed the aura of the mistress of the secret realm. "Sword Servant, how dare you have a secret meeting with a man you don't know? Don't you know the rules at all?"

Zheng Xiaoqiao opened the door and walked towards He Ling who was standing under the paulownia tree.

Puyang Yingjun wisely made way, ran over to Ma Zhan and whispered, "Brother, my sister-in-law doesn't look well. Did you have a fight?"

Ma Zhan put on his mask and replied in a low voice: "Maybe it's a little more serious than a quarrel."

Zheng Xiaoqiao raised his chin slightly, his expression serious: "Who are you?"

He Ling was intimidated by Zheng Xiaoqiao's aura, that of the head mistress of the Qin State. He replied timidly:

"I am He Ling from Mount Emei. I come here to express my gratitude to Lord Qing Hu."

"There's no need to thank me. It's getting late. Please respect yourself, young lady."

The many years of being in power in Yehu were not in vain. Zheng Xiaoqiao saw through He Ling's purpose of coming this time at a glance, and her voice turned cold.

Faced with Zheng Xiaoqiao's aggressiveness, although He Ling was indignant, he could not muster the courage to compete with her, so he left unwillingly.

She had come to request a team, but the senior brothers from Mount Emei refused to take her, saying it was for her safety. However, she really didn't want to give up this hard-earned opportunity.

She wanted to enter the Yinlu Division and pass the second round of the Grand Competition. She wanted to fight for herself a chance to enter the martial arts rankings or the beauty rankings.

Seeing that He Ling didn't move, Zheng Xiaoqiao's hand slowly reached out for the bronze jug. She didn't mind cleaning up the mess for her man.

"It's broken~"

Ma Zhan saw that the atmosphere was not right and thought that Zheng Xiaoqiao might really kill He Ling. Although he did not have much good feelings towards He Ling, he was more attracted by the aura of being his ex-girlfriend.

But He Ling was fighting for something for herself, and there was nothing wrong with her, not to mention that she was Ma Zhan's swordsman. She was able to come to the competition, and there must have been Miao Yi's instructions behind it, otherwise Ma Zhan would not have saved her twice.

Ma Zhan was just about to step forward to persuade him when the knock on the door sounded again.

"My name is Liu Nange, and I would like to see Master Qinghu."

"Okay, now it's going to be lively..." Ma Zhan patted Puyang Yingjun who was watching the show.

Puyang Yingjun reacted immediately and said, "I'll go open the door."

Liu Nange was wearing a goose yellow long dress. She stood at the gate of the courtyard with dignity and elegance, and bowed to the people inside the courtyard.

"My name is Liu Nange, and I've come to seek an alliance. May I come into the courtyard to talk?"

Being polite and courteous makes it hard for people to refuse.

Puyang Yingjun looked at Ma Zhan, Ma Zhan looked at Zheng Xiaoqiao, and Zheng Xiaoqiao looked at Liu Nange.

Zheng Xiaoqiao sat down on the stone pier under the cypress tree and said calmly, "Since you're here, please come in and sit down."

Ma Zhan, Ouyang Yingjun, and He Ling all breathed a sigh of relief. Puyang Yingjun smiled flatteringly and said, "I am Puyang Jun of Jiange. Princess Nange, please come in."

Liu Nange nodded slightly to Puyang Yingjun, entered the courtyard, and sat opposite Zheng Xiaoqiao.

Ma Zhan looked at the Tang princess and the Shu princess, both of whom were very capable. So he took the initiative to greet Puyang Yingjun and He Ling, and the five of them sat together under the cypress tree.

"I come here with sincerity to form an alliance. Master Qinghu, can you please show me your true identity?"

Liu Nange had a smile on his face, and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, nor overbearing.

Ma Zhan subconsciously looked at Zheng Xiaoqiao. Zheng Xiaoqiao nodded slightly, and then Ma Zhan took off the silver mask.

When He Ling saw Ma Zhan's true face, her eyes widened. Just as she was about to exclaim, she was glared back at by Zheng Xiaoqiao.

Liu Nange took in the actions and expressions of the three people and chuckled.

"Haha~ I didn't expect that the scholar from Jixia Academy who left a note for Qi Changcheng was also henpecked."

I am so...

Ma Zhan pointed at the stunned He Ling and said, "She is third from the bottom."

He pointed at himself and said, "I'm the second to last."

Then he pointed at Puyang Yingjun beside him and said, "He fainted from the sword."

Then he looked at Liu Nange.

"Princess Nange, are you sure you want to team up with us?"

Liu Nange still had a smile on his face. "It would be a great honor for Nange to form an alliance with the scholars of Jixia Academy."

Ma Zhan frowned and thought, 'No, she already knew my identity, otherwise she wouldn't come here in person.'

"How did you know I was a Taoist?" Ma Zhan wasn't surprised that Zheng Xiaoqiao could see through his identity. Liu Nange had never even seen me, so how could he be sure of my identity?

Liu Nange spoke slowly, "Qinghu, Qingshui County, the young tiger of the Ma family. Is that hard to guess? And, strolling leisurely up to the crystal platform, such a demeanor, only a Taoist can possess."

After listening to Liu Nange's words, Ma Zhan felt that this world was not normal.

Aren't princesses and princesses supposed to be like what they show on TV, not very smart?

Zheng Xiaoqiao and Liu Nange are simply too smart.

Without waiting for Ma Zhan to say anything, Zheng Xiaoqiao said:

"Since you both want to form an alliance, then let's reveal our cards in advance, so as to avoid becoming a burden to each other once we enter the Yinlu Division. I'll go first.

Xiao Qiao, a water-based spiritualist, rank five, her natal river is the water of the Wei River."

As soon as Zheng Xiaoqiao finished speaking, Liu Nange said without hesitation:

"Nan Ge, formation master, fifth rank. Confucian scholar, fifth rank. Replica of the Shu Kingdom's national seal, the gentleman's jade ring."

"Oh my god, a genius." It was the first time Ma Zhan had seen a formation pattern. Someone who practiced both Confucianism and Taoism, and was only a fifth-grade cultivator, seemed a bit too powerful.

Puyang Yingjun followed closely behind, "Yingjun, sword master, fifth rank, three natal flying swords, the eldest, the second, and the third."

A genius swordsman, but his name is not very cultural.

"Qinghu, a warrior, fifth rank, can fight, carry, and shoot arrows."

Liu Nange didn't expect that the Taoist could be so humorous, but she held back her laughter because He Ling was also present and didn't say anything.

Except for Ma Zhan, the other three looked at He Ling together.

"He Ling, swordsman, sixth, sixth grade, Falling Flower Sword Technique." Compared with the other four, He Ling was one level lower, and she really couldn't raise her voice.

Liu Nange asked curiously, "Falling Flower Swordsmanship, the famous swordsmanship of Fairy Miaoyi from Mount Emei, why doesn't Fairy He Ling practice it with the disciples from Mount Emei?"

Liu Nange's tone and scale were very well controlled. He was just asking to express his doubts without any other intention.

He Ling didn't know how to respond for a moment, so Zheng Xiaoqiao answered for her: "She is Qinghu's swordsman, so naturally she should stay by Qinghu's side."

Zheng Xiaoqiao is worthy of being the mistress of the house. She can beat or scold her own sword servant, but there is no need for her to question other people.