Chapter 263: The Southern Domain Must Not Fall into Chaos

Chapter 263: Chapter 263: The Southern Domain Must Not Fall into Chaos

Ten Thousand Ghosts!

Qin Tianxuan’s brows were locked tight as he stared at the intelligence report on his phone.

"Daddy, what’s wrong?" Niannian was frightened by his grave expression.

"It’s nothing. Daddy has to go to a banquet," Qin Tianxuan said, patting his daughter’s little head. He asked Ah Xue to come over and help her with her homework.

He walked toward the bedroom, his mind heavy with worry.

He was so preoccupied with the Ten Thousand Ghosts coming to Jin City for an assassination that he walked right in without knocking.

AH!

Inside the room, Han Biwei let out a sharp cry and stood there, mortified.

She was in the middle of changing her clothes.

Spread across the large bed were pieces of embroidered silk lingerie—black, red, and white—in shockingly daring styles.

Qin Tianxuan quickly turned around. "I have to attend a banquet at the last minute and needed to change. I didn’t do it on purpose."

Weiwei was so embarrassed she couldn’t even lift her head. "I didn’t... I didn’t pick these out. Lingsu and the others gave them to me. I was just curious what they would look like on."

Indeed, the bold, avant-garde lingerie didn’t seem like Han Biwei’s style.

Qin Tianxuan grabbed his clothes and went out.

He had broken out in a sweat.

’Even though we had been intimate once when I was drunk, there always seems to be a barrier between us. We’re not like a real married couple.’

After that little interlude, Qin Tianxuan collected himself. As soon as he hurried out the door, he immediately ordered his subordinates to get into position.

"Who exactly are the Ten Thousand Ghosts? How is it that after all these years, the Southern Domain Battle Department has zero intel on them?"

Qin Tianxuan asked this directly on his way to Brocade Mansion.

"Reporting! The Ten Thousand Ghosts seem to be connected to the Celestial Demon of the Northern Domain. We’ve been fighting the Celestial Demon for years, but we’ve never managed to find out who is backing them. All clues seem to point to a place called the Celestial Demon Hall!"

Qin Tianxuan was lost in thought for the rest of the journey.

After arriving at Brocade Mansion, he got out of the car and stood by the side of the road.

He opened his phone and once again looked at the Southern Domain battle map compiled by the Intelligence Hall.

Lately, the Ten Thousand Ghosts had been operating in small groups, constantly harassing them in the jungles of the Southern Domain.

But Luo Qilin, lacking practical combat experience, only understood the concept of strength in numbers. He desperately gathered his forces, using massive amounts of the Southern Domain Battle Department’s resources to surround the jungle.

’Hmph. Once they go deep into the jungle, Luo Qilin will be completely lost.’

Not only would it be difficult to get supplies deep inside, but large-scale forces would be completely unable to fight effectively in the complex jungle environment.

A glint flashed in Qin Tianxuan’s eyes. "The Ten Thousand Ghosts are clearly baiting him, luring Luo Qilin into mobilizing the Battle Department. They’re going to wear the Southern Domain Battle Department down to nothing!"

He had once told the Emperor his own plan.

It was to select elite squads, divide them into multiple teams, and with rear support, find the enemy’s main base and annihilate them in one fell swoop!

Unfortunately, he wasn’t the one in charge of the Southern Domain.

"Sir, we’ve confirmed that members of the Ten Thousand Ghosts have come in disguise. At least four top-tier masters have infiltrated the banquet. Their targets are four of Luo Qilin’s commanding officers!"

A glint flashed in Qin Tianxuan’s eyes. "This has nothing to do with personal grudges. No matter what, the Southern Domain cannot fall into chaos. I’m going into the banquet now! I will not allow the Ten Thousand Ghosts to do as they please on Da Xia’s soil!"

"Ah, but Sir, what identity will you use to get in?"

"I can’t reveal my identity, or it will be difficult to catch those four ghosts!"

"But there’s no time to prepare a fake identity for you now, Sir."

Qin Tianxuan turned around hastily. "I’ll get inside first and figure it out from there."

WHOOSH—he almost collided head-on with a young woman.

The plainly dressed woman, about twenty years old, suddenly grabbed his sleeve. "Mister, can you take me into the banquet? It’s an emergency! Are... are you an invited guest?"

Qin Tianxuan gently shook his head.

The woman apologized in a disappointed voice and walked off toward the other side of the entrance.

At the entrance to the mansion, which was surrounded by luxury cars, young masters and the daughters of the rich and powerful were gathered in their various cliques.

Tonight’s banquet was clearly a major event in Jin City.

It wasn’t just these wealthy scions; even some internet influencers were desperate to get in.

Unfortunately, the security was too strict. Only VIPs on the guest list were qualified to bring people inside.

The plainly dressed woman rushed directly to the entrance and pleaded with the security guards. "Please, just let me in. My little sister is still in school, but she snuck out. I asked a bunch of her classmates and found out she was brought to this banquet by Young Master Liang. She... she has an exam tomorrow!"

The guard at the door didn’t even blink. "I’m warning you, don’t cause a scene. Not just anyone can get in here."

"Then, can you help me look for her inside? My name is Han Yuyu, and my sister’s name is Han Xiaomei." Han Yuyu was truly getting anxious. For a playboy like Young Master Liang to bring her school-aged sister to this kind of banquet... the consequences were unimaginable.

The guard had seen this sort of thing too many times. He sneered, "What’s it got to do with us? If your sister came with a rich young master, she must be here to sell herself."

Han Yuyu trembled with rage.

From behind her, an impatient voice rang out. "Get out of the way, you’re blocking the path!"

When Han Yuyu turned around, the rich young man behind her, with his arms around two female influencers, grinned. "Well, look who it is. If it isn’t our great class president, Yuyu. Ha, you were such a good student back then, so high and mighty. I remember you and that idiot girl, Xia Xueqing, always causing trouble for me!"

Han Yuyu couldn’t quite remember the details of her school days and just stared blankly at the rich young man.

"Forgot who I am? It’s your Young Master Jin!"

Ah, now Han Yuyu remembered. He was the bad student who loved to bully Xia Xueqing back in school, the one who almost got expelled after she reported him to the teacher.

But now, this old classmate was likely her last hope.

"Young Master Jin, for old times’ sake, please take me inside. I’m begging you," Han Yuyu said, bowing humbly.

"Alright. Lick my shoes clean, then call that Xia Xueqing and have her come over to keep me company for the night! Weren’t the two of you so high and mighty in school? This young master wants to have some fun with both of you tonight!" Young Master Jin said, pushing aside the influencers and lifting his leather shoe.

Han Yuyu’s face went deathly pale. This was utter humiliation, right to her face.

A crowd had already started to gather, watching the spectacle with smirks on their faces. "Young Master Jin is at it again. Looks like we’re in for a show tonight."

Tears welled up in Han Yuyu’s eyes. No one in the crowd spoke up for her; not a single person offered her a way to save face.

Biting her lip, the woman was about to kneel.

Suddenly, Qin Tianxuan appeared at Han Yuyu’s side.

"I’m Xia Xueqing’s brother. I didn’t expect to run into one of her classmates here." Qin Tianxuan said coolly as he pulled her up. "I’ll take you inside. Ignore this piece of trash."