Martial Arts, the Little Master of the Ancient Tomb, Becomes Stronger When You Drink

74: Chapter 74 This traitorous disciple, why does he tell everyone everything?Under Lin Chaoying’s bewildered gaze, Su Xuan directly took her jade-like hand in his.

Being held by the hand by her young disciple in front of so many people caused a faint blush to rise on Lin Chaoying’s cheeks.

Before Lin Chaoying could react, Su Xuan led her to a nearby stool and gently pressed her down to sit. ”Master, sit here and rest for a while. We’ll head home in a bit.”

”Alright...” Lin Chaoying didn’t dare say anything else and could only follow her young disciple’s lead.

Watching the intimate behavior between Su Xuan and Lin Chaoying, Kublai Khan’s eyes flickered as some suspicions formed in his mind.

However, he didn’t dare harbor any other thoughts; after all, his life was still in Su Xuan’s hands.

Su Xuan didn’t think much of it. What was wrong with holding his wife’s hand? It wasn’t like they were discussing biology in front of everyone.

Suddenly remembering something, Su Xuan pulled out the short blade stuck in the mutton nearby and approached Tang Shan, who was lying on the ground playing dead.

Without a word, he plunged the knife straight into Tang Shan’s thigh.

”Ah—!” Tang Shan was instantly ’awakened’ by the pain. Seeing Su Xuan’s cold face beside him, he was terrified and began to tremble all over.

”Young Master Su... Young Hero Su... this has nothing to do with me... Ah—!”

Before he could finish, Su Xuan drove the blade into Tang Shan’s other thigh.

Seeing Su Xuan pull out the short knife to strike again, Tang Shan’s face was filled with horror, his lips trembling uncontrollably. ”It has something to do with me... Young Master Su... this matter is related to this lowly one... Ah—!”

A cold sneer appeared at the corner of Su Xuan’s mouth. He slammed the short knife down, piercing through Tang Shan’s palm and pinning it firmly to the floor.

Su Xuan clapped his hands. ”Now, I ask and you answer. For every wrong word, I will carve a piece of meat from your body and feed it to you.”

Tang Shan’s face twitched, the terror in his eyes nearly overflowing. ”This... this lowly one will tell you everything I know...”

Carving meat from his body and making him eat it—was that something a human could do?

Looking at Su Xuan from such a short distance, Tang Shan recognized him at a glance as that child from years ago.

But he didn’t dare dwell on it now; he would be lucky just to keep his life.

Su Xuan stared at Tang Shan with a chilling gaze. ”Tell me, how did you find out?”

”This... this lowly one doesn’t quite understand... Ah—!”

Before he could finish, Su Xuan pulled out the short knife and chopped off one of Tang Shan’s fingers.

Taking advantage of Tang Shan’s scream, he stuffed the finger directly into his mouth.

Tang Shan instinctively wanted to spit it out, but meeting Su Xuan’s gaze, he forced himself to swallow it.

Su Xuan plunged the short knife back in. ”Forgotten so soon? How did you know about the marriage between me and my Master?”

As soon as those words were spoken, before Tang Shan could even open his mouth, Lin Chaoying’s entire face turned as red as an apple.

Lin Chaoying glared ’viciously’ at Su Xuan, steam practically rising from her head as she complained in her heart, ”This Rebellious Disciple, why does he blurt out everything...”

”Ah?” Tang Shan was momentarily dazed. Seeing Su Xuan about to pull the knife again, he hurriedly said, ”I... I was just talking nonsense...”

Seeing that Su Xuan still didn’t intend to let him off, Tang Shan quickly added, ”I guessed that Wang Zhongyang admired Sect Leader Lin, so I designed a plan to lure Wang Zhongyang there...”

”I didn’t expect it to actually be true...”

”I see.” A sharp glint flashed in Su Xuan’s eyes. He pulled out the short knife and slashed; a blade light flickered.

Tang Shan’s voice came to an abrupt halt as he collapsed to the ground, his life force extinguished.

Su Xuan casually tossed the short knife onto the floor, turned around, and looked at Kublai Khan with a kind smile.

Kublai Khan’s heart skipped a beat; he had a feeling that Su Xuan was up to no good.

Su Xuan strolled toward Lin Chaoying, smiling as he walked. ”Won’t the Prince show some courtesy?”

Kublai Khan turned his body away, avoiding Su Xuan’s gaze. ”What courtesy does this Prince have to show?”

He’s taken the items and killed the man, what else does this guy want...

Su Xuan chuckled and rested a hand on Kublai Khan’s shoulder. ”In a few days, I’ll be marrying my Master. As a friend, the Prince can’t possibly let me go without a gift, right?”

The corner of Kublai Khan’s mouth twitched. ”This Prince has no more medicinal herbs. If you see something you like, take it yourself.”

Even with a composed temperament like Kublai Khan’s, he was being driven to frustration by Su Xuan.

”The Prince said it himself.” Su Xuan’s eyes moved as he casually snatched the command token from Kublai Khan’s waist. ”This will do!”

Without giving Kublai Khan a chance to react, Su Xuan stuffed it directly into his robe.

Kublai Khan suddenly clutched at his waist, but it was already too late. ”That’s my token for commanding the three armies...”

Su Xuan had no intention of listening to him and had already walked to the other side of the tent.

He approached the men who had been blown away by Internal Energy at the very beginning.

Seeing Su Xuan approaching, these men instinctively took two steps back.

Su Xuan smiled. ”Why hide? Surely you haven’t failed to prepare gifts for this Young Master’s grand wedding?”

As he spoke, Su Xuan’s gaze gradually turned cold, and the men couldn’t help but shudder.

They hurriedly searched their persons and soon produced an item or two.

There were wolf fangs, daggers, and...

All sorts of miscellaneous things.

Su Xuan’s smile returned. ”That’s more like it! We’re all friends. You don’t have to attend the wedding, but the gifts must arrive!”

Su Xuan pulled a tablecloth from the side and collected everything.

Lin Chaoying sat nearby, glaring at Su Xuan in shame and indignation.

Right now, Lin Chaoying wished she could find a crack in the table to crawl into.

How had she never noticed before that her Rebellious Disciple was like this...

As she watched, Lin Chaoying suddenly saw a burly man holding a small jade bottle.

There was writing on it, in the script of the Central Plains. Lin Chaoying recognized the words at a glance, and her phoenix eyes widened.

’Aphrodisiac...’

Lin Chaoying stood up abruptly, went to Su Xuan’s side, and pulled him away.

”Eh? Master, don’t be in such a hurry! I haven’t finished taking everything yet!”

”We’re leaving now!”

Just then, the soldiers arrived carrying the medicinal herbs and gold bricks—seven large crates in total.

Lin Chaoying grabbed a nearby rope and casually tied the crates together.

Without giving Su Xuan any chance to hesitate, she dragged him with one hand and pulled the crates with the other as they left the tent.

Watching the backs of Su Xuan and his companion as they departed, Kublai Khan’s heart bled.

Those medicinal herbs had been painstakingly collected to be used as a birthday gift for the Great Khan! Now they were all gone!

That god-damned Su Xuan!!

Before Kublai Khan could recover his senses, Su Xuan’s voice drifted in from outside the tent again. ”Wang Zhongyang is dead. The Prince still owes this Young Master a favor. Within a month, gather twenty stalks of century-old medicinal herbs and send them over, or else this Young Master will come to collect them personally...”

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