The girl traveled through another world and forced the prince to take the imperial examination

Midnight, Daxing Town, Zhou Family Inn.

Five men in black, their faces covered, nimbly scaled the wall of the Zhou Family Inn. Without stopping in the front yard, they pried open the backyard door with knives and stormed in. The backyard was silent, and all the rooms were dark.

The five of them walked around the yard, and one of the smaller ones said, "Second brother, I've found out everything. Those two siblings live in the east wing. Which one should we go into first?"

"Hmph! We want both of them. It doesn't matter which one we go into. Third brother, you and Hu Zi guard the outer room. We'll go to the inner room first."

Xu Laoer used a knife to push open the bolt, and as soon as he entered the room he smelled a strange fragrance of flowers and plants.

"It smells so good! Hehehe! My beauty, here I come."

Xu Lao Er ran to the bed and pulled back the curtains, only to see a figure sitting there. Something like a thin, long branch dug into his neck. He tried to scream, but no sound came out. He fell backward onto the bed, only to be kicked in the chest. He flew up and hung on the beam.

The two people behind Xu Laoer reacted very quickly, quickly drawing their knives and slashing at the bed.

The bed curtains opened, revealing a man in dark clothes, holding a long bamboo stick, the thickness of a little finger. He swung it across their wrists, causing them to feel a pain and release their grip, the knives about to fall to the ground. The man raised his foot and precisely kicked the two knives away. With two muffled thuds, the blades lodged in the beams of the room.

Just as they were still in shock, the bamboo branches scratched the necks of the two men, blood spurted out, and the two men fell to the ground lifeless.

"I didn't want to see blood. What a mistake, what a mistake. How can I explain this to her?"

The person who spoke had an extremely hoarse voice, as if he had not spoken for a long time.

This person was Yun Qing. Yun Qing turned around and walked to the bed, looking at the sleeping girl through the gap in the open bed curtains. In fact, he still couldn't see anything, he could only feel her even breathing, which made him feel relieved.

The two people who were watching at the door heard the noise inside the house and felt that something was wrong. Instead of rushing in immediately, they prepared to escape.

"Now that you're here, don't be in a hurry to leave."

A hoarse voice came from behind them, the tone low and slow, but it penetrated the eardrums directly, and the two people were shocked. They knew that the person who came was very powerful. They slowly turned around and saw a young man in black clothes standing in the moonlight. He had a temperament like orchid, a restrained aura, but his whole body exuded a murderous aura.

"You, you, it's you..."

Yun Qing smiled. Although his smile was beautiful, it looked eerie and terrifying in the eyes of those two men, like a demon that wanted to eat people.

"Yes! Long time no see. I wonder if you brought whips today. I also want to let you taste the taste of whip and wine."

The two men turned pale as if they had seen a ghost and ran towards the inner courtyard gate. Yun Qing gathered his true energy, touched the ground with his toes, and flew past the second gate, landing in the front yard.

When Lao San and Hu Zi saw that they had no way of escaping, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yun Qing.

"Sir, sir, we are forced to do this. We don't want to torture you, but we have orders from above. We are just small minions and dare not disobey."

"Yes, yes! Sir, since I bring you food every day, please spare my life!"

Yun Qing's eyes were already bloodshot, the fire in his chest burning him. The thin bamboo stick in his hand swung out, leaving an afterimage, hitting the two people, directly beating them to pieces.

Just as the two men were about to scream, Yun Qing slashed their necks with the slender bamboo stick in his hand, and blood immediately gushed out like a fountain, not giving them any chance to make a sound.

It was impossible for them to die so quickly. Yun Qing wanted to torture them and let them die slowly in pain and fear.

He grabbed the two men by their hair, dragged them back to the inner courtyard, and threw them in the middle of the courtyard.

Yun Qing worked hard to regulate his breathing, and waited for his blood and qi to flow smoothly. He looked towards the main room. Although he could not see anything, he could still sense a faint breath.

"Now that you're awake, come out and chat!"

The door to the main room didn't open for a long time. Yun Qing was very patient and not anxious. Someone else was anxious.

After half a cup of tea, the door of the main house finally opened. Zhou Da came out of the main house, wearing a cotton coat and yawning.

"Ouch! It's Master Mu! You scared me. Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Zhou Da greeted them with a smile as usual, and he deliberately ignored the two people lying on the ground.

Yun Qing had a sneer on his face: "You're still pretending with me? You're addicted to pretending. Do you really think I'm a fool?"

He raised the bamboo stick in his hand, and the tip of the bamboo pointed directly at Zhou Da's chest.

Yun Qing only used 10% of his strength, but ordinary people couldn't see how he made the move. The tip of the bamboo had already pierced through Zhou Da's clothes on his chest.

Zhou Da sighed helplessly, thinking that what was coming would come. He took a step back with his left foot and dodged the bamboo tip sideways.

Yun Qing curled the corners of his lips, and the bamboo stick slashed towards his chest. With Yun Qing's strength, if he couldn't dodge it, he would be in danger of being ripped open.

Zhou Da seemed to have known this for a long time. He bent his left leg, tilted his head back, and bent his waist flexibly to 90 degrees. The bamboo stick passed above the tip of his nose.

He knew his internal strength was no match for Yun Qing's, so he didn't dare to take the bamboo stick from him. He swiftly reached out to grab Yun Qing's wrist, trying to disarm him. Yun Qing raised her foot and kicked him in the crook of his left leg. Zhou Da stumbled and fell to the ground. Yun Qing stepped on his chest without hesitation, and the bamboo stick was already pressed against his throat.

"Mr. Mu, we met by chance. Mr. Zhou has no ill intentions and is absolutely sincere to you and Miss."

"Oh! Then tell me honestly who you are, why you're hiding here, and who planted this spy?"

Zhou Da said anxiously, "I'm just an ordinary jianghu person. I retired from the world twenty years ago. I came to Daxing Town by chance and saved my father-in-law. He then betrothed his daughter to me. I used all my money to buy this inn. I just want to live an ordinary life with my wife and children."

"Humph! Twenty years ago? You're only in your twenties, full of vigor and vitality. How could you possibly retire from the martial arts world? Do you think I would believe that?"

Zhou Dadao: "If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. If you want to silence me, please spare my wife and children."

Yun Qing sneered, "Do you think I would? If you don't get rid of the root of the problem, there will be endless trouble. Am I so kind as to bring trouble upon myself?"

Zhou Da was also getting anxious. Seeing Yun Qing was unmoved, he groaned, slapped the ground and stood up, using all his strength to fight Yun Qing to the death.

"Shut up! Keep your voice down..."

Yun Qing glanced at Mu Qingcheng's room and thought that if he woke that girl up, he would beat him to death.

Zhou Da kept his mouth shut, his voice gurgling in his throat before being swallowed back into his stomach. He also stole a glance at the door to the main house. This place was far from the main house, and besides, his wife was asleep, so even thunder wouldn't wake her up.

Zhou Dayi gritted his teeth and decided to fight Yun Qing. He used all his strength in every move, and his movements were so powerful that he was risking his life and fighting without regard for the consequences.

Yun Qing then skillfully countered every blow with ease, stopping when necessary. Even though Yun Qing had shown some mercy, Zhou Da was still bruised within a dozen or so blows, especially his face, which was covered in bruises. His breath was unstable and he was about to collapse, but he just held on for a breath.

"...Master... I, Zhou Da, give you my life... Please... Please let my wife and children go. They really don't know anything. They... don't even know that I know martial arts... Please let them go..."

"I believe in the dead more."

Yun Qing remained calm and composed. Holding a slender bamboo stick, he struck Zhou Da, drawing blood. He stumbled and fell, unable to get up.

Zhou Da was completely desperate. He couldn't win the fight, so he could die, but what about his wife and son?

For the first time in forty years, he felt so useless. Oh! No, this was the second time he felt so useless. The first time was when his son was seriously ill and dying. Now! He could only blame himself for not learning his skills well enough…

Zhou Da was lying on the ground and started crying after being beaten by Yun Qing. A man in his forties was crying like a child, with snot and tears all over his face. He looked so miserable.

Yun Qing couldn't see, but he could hear his sobbing. He withdrew his hand in disgust: "A grown man, but you are so useless...!" And still crying to him, ugh!

Zhou Da: "..." He could just cry to death, since he'd already lost face. Woo woo woo... He's so useless!