Damn it, these guys were pushing their luck, thinking the tiger was a sick cat because it hadn’t shown its claws!
Long Dan’s actions were faster than his thoughts. He snatched back the rabbit meat and immediately followed with a punch to the young man’s face.
The young man hadn’t expected the pretty boy to turn violent so suddenly. Caught off guard, his nose began to bleed, and he was momentarily stunned.
The older man reacted much quicker, immediately drawing his blade and slashing towards – not Long Dan, but Jiang Si beside him.
If this slash had been aimed at Long Dan, Old Qin wouldn’t have moved, preferring to observe their skills coolly. But since it was aimed at Jiang Si, he couldn’t stand by.
An enraged Old Qin immediately threw the pot of hot porridge at the older man.
The man hurriedly dodged, avoiding most of it, but some still landed on him.
Even through his cotton clothing, the man felt the scalding heat, and his exposed skin immediately blistered where it was splashed.
“Kill them!” A rage-filled shout erupted from the man’s mouth.
Jiang Si, who had been observing, suddenly narrowed her eyes and clenched her fists tightly.
This was a foreign language. Although the man had shouted quickly and unclearly, accompanied by the sounds of fighting, she still recognized it.
It wasn’t the Wumiao language.
Jiang Si immediately ruled that out, her thoughts churning.
When the older man had first spoken, she had felt his accent was strange. Now it seemed her suspicions were justified.
These two men weren’t from Great Zhou!
A snowstorm blocking the road, a dilapidated temple by the roadside, about to have dinner with Elder Hua from Wumiao when they encounter two foreigners – what kind of luck was this?
Jiang Si pushed these swirling thoughts aside and focused on observing the fight.
Both Long Dan and Old Qin were rare experts, the kind who had seen blood before. But unexpectedly, even after losing the initiative, the two men were able to hold their ground, showing their extraordinary skills.
Seeing that the fight would continue for a while, Jiang Si took the rabbit meat that was about to burn off the fire and put it on the plate behind her.
The roasted rabbit, now just a head and body, looked somewhat comical.
Elder Hua gave Jiang Si a complex look.
Jiang Si found this look puzzling. After thinking for a moment, she explained, “The porridge spilled.”
Elder Hua’s mouth twitched.
So the Princess Consort of Prince Yan was upset about the spilled hot porridge and quickly saved the remaining roasted rabbit.
Looking at Jiang Si disguised as her granddaughter, Elder Hua fell into deep doubt: This woman had been able to impersonate the Holy Maiden at their first meeting without any nervousness. Perhaps the Princess Consort of Prince Yan was also an impersonation…
The awkward atmosphere was only broken when Long Dan and Old Qin finally subdued the two men.