Yang Chengye returned to the night market in just half a time, but saw a scene that made him angry.

  Only to see that the pastry stall was surrounded by a group of people pointing and gesturing, Yang Chengye pushed his way through the crowd and saw Nalan Yanran still sitting at the small table, the pastries on the table almost untouched.

  At this time, Nalan Yanran was surrounded by five men in strange clothes, next to a middle-aged man wearing a Song Dynasty outfit with a smile on his face.

  "Nalan Yanran, we have been ordered to bring you back to Da Jin. We hope you will not resist, otherwise it would be bad for you if you get hurt!"

  One of the Korean men said to Nalan Xiangran.

  Nalan Yanran did not get up, but faintly said: "Go back and tell your master that Nalan Yanran's marriage is not something he can control. Let him give up on this idea!"

  "How bold!"

  Jin Ren angrily said: "Our master is the fourth prince of the Jin State, the direct grandson of General Wanyan Zongbi. It's an honor for your Nalan family to be looked upon by him."

  "Those who know what's good for them will obediently return with us to Korea and get married, otherwise they'll have to bear the consequences themselves!"

  Nalan Yiran angrily said: "Get out, I won't go back with you!"

  Hearing this, Jin Ren angrily said: "Since it's like that, don't blame us for being rough."

  Jin Ren finished speaking and simultaneously reached out with four others to grab Nalan Yanran.

  Nalan Yanran drew out a short knife and fought with the five Golden People. Although Nalan Yanran knew some martial arts, her skills were average and she was still a woman. After several rounds, she was kicked to the ground, and the short knife also fell aside.

  "Take it away!"

  The Jin people ordered their four subordinates with one voice and were about to take Nalan Yanran away.

  Just as they were about to make their move, several pebbles shot over and hit the five golden men at the back of their knees, instantly making them kneel down, with Nalan Yanran right in front of them.

  "Who dares to launch a sneak attack? Get out here!"

  Jin Ren knew someone was sneaking up and shouted towards all directions.

  Yang Chengye walked into the crowd at a steady pace, and under Jin's gaze, he helped Nalan Yanran up, asking: "Are you okay?"

  Nalan Yanran bit her red lips and said: "I'm fine, you go quickly!"

  Yang Chengye shook his head, gave Nalan Yanran a reassuring smile, and then looked at the five golden men, saying: "When did the Golden People become so rampant on the territory of my Great Song?"

  "Listen up, you little brat! Do you know who we are?! You dare to launch a sneak attack? You're really asking for death!"

  Then he shouted at the middle-aged man who had been watching all along: "Lord Liu, this is the hospitality of the Song people to envoys?"

  A middle-aged man hastily accompanied with a smile: "Turu sir, calm down, let me handle it!"

  "Hmm!"

  Jin Ren coldly snorted and said: "You'd better handle this to my satisfaction, otherwise you won't need to be the Minister of Rites anymore!"

  "Definitely, definitely!"

  A middle-aged man walked over and said to Yang Chengye: "This official is Liu Renze, the executive of the Ministry of Rites. You are a rogue from which place, Ambassador Tuluo has come to our Great Song for negotiations, why don't you quickly apologize to Ambassador Tuluo?"

  "Slap"

  Liu Renze had just finished speaking when he was slapped in the face by Yang Chengye, and instantly spat out a mouthful of blood with two teeth.

  "A slave's face, it's simply disgusting!"

  Yang Chengye said to Nalan Xiangran: "Miss Nalan, it's getting late, I'll send you back."

  Yang Chengye didn't bother to look at Liu Renze and the five Golden People's ugly faces, and took Nalan Yanran away from the night market, with loud applause echoing behind them.

  Tu Lu's face turned gloomy as he watched Yang Chengye leave, and he angrily said: "Liu Renze, you must give us a satisfactory explanation for today's events. Otherwise, you know the consequences."

  Turu finished speaking and left with his four subordinates.

  " Bah! What a thing! You really take me for your dog!"

  Liu Renze spat in the direction where Tulu was leaving and said with hatred: "Love whoever you want, this official won't serve you anymore!"

  Yang Chengye and Nalan Xiangran left the night market, all the way Nalan Xiangran fell into silence.

  Nalan Yanran then turned to Yang Chenyi and said, "Young Master Yang, when will you report to the academy?"

  Yang Chengye thought for a moment and said, "Three days later."

  Nalan Yanran nodded and said: "Alright, see you at the academy in three days!"

  Nalan Yanran finished speaking and left, Yang Chengye looked at Nalan Yanran's slender back and shook his head, returning to the inn.

  In the inn, Niu Meng was still snoring loudly, but Yang Chengye didn't wake him up. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the bed and circulated the Quanzhen Sect's mental method taught by Zhou Botong, slowly releasing the true yuan stored in his dantian while strengthening the meridians and bones.

  Yang Chengye always kept a lead block inside his clothes that he never took out, just so he could constantly exercise his physique.

  Yang Chengye's physique is now not to be underestimated, his seemingly weak body contains great power, even a bull, Yang Chengye has the confidence to easily knock it down.

  Yang Chengye has always been practicing a sentence, that is, to practice as if sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, and you must practice diligently at all times.

  Yang Chengyi had seen Qiu Qianren's Iron Sand Palm in archery and thought it was already quite formidable, but he still practiced his skills every day until late at night. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been seen by Guo Jing and Huang Rong, who would have thought that Qiu Qianzhang was fooling people, only to be injured by Qiu Qianren.

  I don't know if Shangguan Jiannan has hidden the Wu Mu's will in Ti Zhang Peak at this time, it seems that I have to go and take it away when I have time.

  Yang Chengye spent the whole night in cultivation.

  On the second day, Yang Chengye woke up from his meditation as soon as it got light. Not only did he not feel tired, but he also felt refreshed and full of energy. Even the speed of the internal force circulating within his body had increased slightly.

  Yang Chengye patted awake Niu Meng and after finishing breakfast they left the inn.

  "Boss, where are we going now?"

  Yang Chengye wore a scholar's uniform, with the long sword he bought yesterday hanging from his waist. The scabbard was originally full of rust marks, but after Yang Chengye treated it, it had become shiny again, although it still looked a bit old, it was no longer so eye-catching.

  Niu Man wore coarse linen clothes and followed Yang Chengye. Originally, Yang Chengye wanted him to change into new clothes, but Niu Man said that wearing new clothes made him feel uncomfortable all over, so the old ones were better. Yang Chengye didn't force him anymore.

  Yang Chengye said to Niu Meng: "Niu Er, we are going to Han Shizhong's mansion now. Remember not to speak too much, do you understand?"

  Although Niu Man didn't know what Yang Chengye meant by his words, he nodded and said: "Don't worry, boss. Unless you let me speak, I'll be a mute."

  Yang Chengye was amused by Niu Mengmeng's serious words.

  Yang Chengye led Niu Meng through two big streets and finally found Han Shizhong's mansion after asking around.

  Han Shizhong's official position was that of a Chief Councilor, which is a first-grade official position, second only to Zhang Jun. Therefore, the location of his mansion was still relatively prominent.