Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

Looking at the chaotic streets, Duan Zhengchun frowned and said in a deep voice, "No, if Huai'an County has already fallen, we wouldn't have been able to get in at all."

Just then, a group of soldiers in armor suddenly appeared not far ahead. Upon seeing this, Lin Zhiyuan hurriedly raised his hand to signal the troops to stop, and then immediately went to meet them.

Duan Zhengchun gripped the reins and stopped in place, observing the city amidst the border turmoil with a slightly grave expression.

Not long after, Lin Zhiyuan quickly returned to Duan Zhengchun's side and said softly, "Those are the garrison troops of Huai'an County, responsible for patrolling. I have already asked, and the Mongol army just withdrew an hour ago."

"I have learned from them where the heroes and warriors are staying. Let's go there now."

Duan Zhengchun nodded without saying a word, then squeezed his foot into the stirrup and continued riding slowly forward.

Led by Lin Zhiyuan, the group soon arrived at the gate of a mansion called "Willow Garden".

"Are you a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect?"

The two martial arts practitioners guarding the gate exchanged a glance upon seeing the carriage and horses parked in front of the gate. One of them quickly stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and asked a question.

Lin Zhiyuan immediately dismounted, clasped his hands in return, and said, "I am Lin Zhiyuan, the third-generation chief disciple of the Quanzhen Sect. I have come here to provide support on the orders of the sect leader."

"This is my senior brother, Yin Zhiping."

Upon hearing Lin Zhiyuan's words, the two martial arts figures immediately widened their eyes in surprise and looked at Duan Zhengchun, who was still riding on horseback, with delight.

"You are the famous Young Hero Yin?!"

"I never expected the young hero to be so young!"

The two men looked each other over, clasped their hands in greeting, and then introduced themselves.

Duan Zhengchun nodded slightly, smiled, raised his hand in a fist salute, but did not reply.

"Please come in, everyone!"

"Go quickly and inform Master Guo!"

The leader immediately stepped aside, inviting them inside while urging another person to go in and report.

Duan Zhengchun dismounted, took off his sword case and carried it on his back, and followed Lin Zhiyuan slowly into the Willow Garden.

"Brother Yin?!"

Before they had gone far, Duan Zhengchun heard Guo Jing's voice; his voice arrived before he did.

Immediately afterwards, a large group of martial arts practitioners rushed out to greet him, and the leader was none other than Guo Jing.

"Oh, Brother Yin, it really is you! It's so good to have you here!"

Guo Jing looked at Duan Zhengchun with delight, quickly walked over, clasped his hands in greeting, and couldn't stop smiling.

"Master Guo".

Duan Zhengchun smiled and clasped his hands in greeting. He glanced at the crowd behind him and noticed that besides Duan Zhengchun, there were also Wu Santong, the Wu brothers, and Lu Guanying and his wife, among other familiar faces.

"I didn't expect you all to come."

Immediately afterwards, Duan Zhengchun clasped his hands in a fist salute to the crowd and greeted them with a smile.

"With my junior brother here, this mission to aid the border will be much more efficient!"

Cheng Yaojia smiled and slowly began to speak.

"Yes, with Young Hero Yin's help, let's see if those Mongol Tartars dare to act recklessly!"

Lu Guanying smiled and echoed.

The scene of Duan Zhengchun slaying the bandits of Taihu Lake at Guiyun Manor is still vivid in their minds to this day.

"You flatter me. I'm only here to help. Everything still depends on Master Guo's arrangements."

"By the way, our Quanzhen Sect was invited here this time, but the one leading us isn't me, it's him, my junior brother, who is also the newly appointed third-generation chief disciple, Lin Zhiyuan!"

Duan Zhengchun smiled and cleverly shifted the focus to Lin Zhiyuan beside him.

Because Duan Zhengchun's name was already well-known in the martial arts world, his appearance immediately attracted all attention, while Lin Zhiyuan was neglected and ignored.

After the introductions were completed, Duan Zhengchun smiled and walked away, leaving the scene entirely to Lin Zhiyuan.

Lin Zhiyuan glanced gratefully at Duan Zhengchun's retreating figure, then clasped his hands in a salute to all the heroes present and said, "I am Lin Zhiyuan, and I have come here to provide assistance on the orders of the sect leader. When the people are in trouble, our Quanzhen Sect should not shirk its duty!"

Immediately afterwards, Lin Zhiyuan began to chat with everyone and quickly blended in.

Duan Zhengchun hid in a side corridor, and when no one was paying attention, he took out the wine gourd hidden in his bosom and took a sip.

Seeing Lin Zhiyuan handling the crowd with ease, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

What he disliked most was dealing with these kinds of things. It seems he hadn't misjudged Lin Zhiyuan; Lin Zhiyuan had always been a meticulous and thoughtful person.

Just then, a woman dressed in a blue robe slowly walked out from the backyard. Her every move exuded a gentle elegance, and she was stunningly beautiful.

Duan Zhengchun's eyes lit up, and he stared in amazement, a thought stirring within him.

【What a beautiful wife...】

Seemingly noticing Duan Zhengchun's gaze, the woman in the green robe also looked at Duan Zhengchun and couldn't help but frown slightly.

Her eyes sparkled with beauty that was breathtaking, her features exquisitely beautiful.

It seemed that Duan Zhengchun was too engrossed in watching, for a hint of anger was clearly visible between the woman's brows. Knowing that he had been impolite, Duan Zhengchun quickly smiled apologetically and clasped his hands in greeting.

The woman ignored Duan Zhengchun and walked straight past him toward the crowd not far away.

As her clothes fluttered by, an alluring fragrance lingered, whether from the rouge she wore or her natural body scent, it was hard to tell.

“Smells so good…”

Duan Zhengchun closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but sigh.

"what?!"

The woman who had just walked by suddenly stopped, turned around and glared at Duan Zhengchun, who was sitting on the railing. She asked him in a deep voice, her brows furrowed with displeasure.

"This wine is really good!"

Duan Zhengchun hurriedly opened his eyes and looked at the wine gourd in his hand. He pretended to be intoxicated, smacked his lips twice, nodded, and said something.

The woman frowned, seemingly not believing that Duan Zhengchun was talking about wine. Her right hand, which was hanging at her side, slowly extended, as if she was about to make a move.

"Rong'er?!"

Just then, a voice called out, and Guo Jing quickly walked over.

[Rong'er?! She's Huang Rong?!]

Duan Zhengchun hurriedly put away his wine gourd, pretended to be nonchalant as he slowly stood up, and his every move immediately revealed the refined demeanor befitting a royal prince.

"Brother Jing."

Upon seeing Guo Jing approaching, the woman immediately smiled sweetly and called out to him gently.

Upon hearing the word "Brother Jing," Duan Zhengchun felt a tightness in his chest and almost choked on his breath, inevitably feeling a sense of loss.

"Rong'er, let me introduce you. This is Brother Yin Zhiping, whom I often mention to you. He has also come to the border city to provide assistance on the orders of his sect."

"Brother Yin, this is my wife, Huang Rong, the leader of the Beggars' Sect."

With a smile, Guo Jing immediately introduced Duan Zhengchun and the woman to each other.

"So it's Madam Guo. I am Yin Zhiping."

Duan Zhengchun feigned sudden realization, clasped his hands in a salute, and greeted him with a smile.

"Hey? Brother Yin, we hit it off right away, so don't be so formal. I'm your teacher, Brother Yin, and I'm much older than you, so it's not inappropriate for you to call me 'Big Brother,' is it?"

Guo Jing waved his hand and suggested with a smile.

“That’s wonderful, Brother Guo!”

Duan Zhengchun nodded and, without further ado, immediately changed his address.

"Alright! Brother Yin! From now on, let's address each other as brothers!"

Guo Jing patted Duan Zhengchun on the shoulder with a smile, seemingly very happy.

"You're the Yin Zhiping who withstood a blow from my father's palm without being defeated?"

Huang Rong glanced at Duan Zhengchun and asked hesitantly.

"Indeed, sister-in-law...you're so beautiful..."

Duan Zhengchun nodded, clasped his hands in a fist salute again, and couldn't help but blurt out a word of praise at the end.

Upon hearing this, Huang Rong's expression changed instantly. Her brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes.

"Haha, Brother Yin has a good eye. As for Rong'er's appearance, she is absolutely one in a million. Being able to marry her is truly a blessing I have accumulated over three lifetimes."

Guo Jing laughed a few times, said proudly, and looked at Huang Rong with eyes full of affection.

Duan Zhengchun also smiled and echoed the praise with a few words.

"Brother Yin, let's not stand here. Let's go inside and talk."

Guo Jing smiled and stepped aside, gesturing for him to proceed.

"Brother Guo, please."

Duan Zhengchun smiled and nodded, glanced at Lin Zhiyuan who was still chatting away in the crowd, and followed Guo Jing and Huang Rong toward the backyard.

Watching the graceful Huang Rong sway as she walked, Duan Zhengchun couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"Pity..."

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