School Beauty's Invincible Martial Expert

"No problem," the lighting engineer chuckled, "I don't even know the guy, Jiang Xiaoliang. Besides, today if I said I made a mistake, he can't do anything to me, right? A mistake in exchange for a thousand bucks is worth it!"

"Hehe!" Li Dapang slapped his shoulder.

The lighting engineer, excited, turned around and went back to the event.

Xiao Han and Li Dapang came down from the elevator and just reached the lobby.

"Li Dapang, stop right there!" Yang Xiaoyan chased after them.

Li Dapang turned to look at Yang Xiaoyan and asked, "Oh, it's you. What's up? Do you need something from me?"

Yang Xiaoyan sneered, "What are you doing here today? Crashing the party? Or showing off your so-called achievements? Do you really think you're something special? Do you think you're richer than Jiang Xiaoliang?"

"I didn't mean that," Li Dapang shrugged helplessly.

"I think that's exactly what you mean," Yang Xiaoyan snorted coldly, then continued, "Just like you, do you think I don't know what you're really thinking?"

"Say whatever you like!" Li Dapang huffed, "Xiao Han, let's go!"

With that, he hooked his arm around Xiao Han's shoulder and walked out.

"Don't you leave without making things clear!" Yang Xiaoyan immediately ran over and blocked their path, seemingly determined not to give up until she had achieved her goal.

"What exactly do you want?" Xiao Han asked.

Yang Xiaoyan glanced at Xiao Han and said, "I always thought you were a decent guy. But today, I see I was wrong about you."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Han asked.

"Today's supposed to be Chen Zihan's engagement day, why did you come? Intentionally wanting Chen Zihan to lose face?" Yang Xiaoyan asked.

"Isn't today a class reunion?" Xiao Han asked, "Since it's a class reunion, why can't I go?"

"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you're thinking!" Yang Xiaoyan snorted coldly, "You just want to embarrass Chen Zihan and make Jiang Xiaoliang lose face. But it looks like you miscalculated, since Chen Zihan has already forgotten you and agreed to marry Jiang Xiaoliang."

"So what if she has?" Xiao Han retorted.

"You!" Yang Xiaoyan was so angry she was at a loss for words.

Xiao Han didn't bother to argue with such a shrew and simply turned around with Li Dapang and left the Sheraton Hotel lobby. Yang Xiaoyan, watching the two of them leave, stamped her foot in frustration and said, "Both of you are losers, no wonder Chen Zihan doesn't want to be with you!"

In Yang Xiaoyan's view, the amount of money a person has signifies their success.

With Jiang Xiaoliang being so wealthy and handsome, he was clearly a typical successful person, a quintessential entrepreneur. And he was definitely considered a 'tall, rich, and handsome' man. How many girls wished they could call him theirs, but sadly, Jiang Xiaoliang wasn't interested in them. With a goddess like Chen Zihan, who would bother giving a second glance to these mediocre women?

......

Leaving the hotel.

Xiao Han seemed very dejected, while Li Dapang didn't care at all. This guy, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, leisurely followed behind Xiao Han.

"Give me a cigarette," Xiao Han suddenly said.

"You... you smoke?" Li Dapang asked in surprise.

"Just trying it out," Xiao Han smiled and said, "Life is full of various trials. You never know if you can do something without trying it first."

"But..." Li Dapang hesitated.

"I heard smoking can relieve worries," Xiao Han said smilingly.

"I've only heard that alcohol can relieve worries," Li Dapang said.

"Too bad I can't get drunk," Xiao Han said with a wry smile, "Otherwise, I would have used alcohol to drown my sorrows."

Li Dapang chuckled and then handed Xiao Han a cigarette, saying, "Here you go!"

Xiao Han took the cigarette and Li Dapang hurriedly lit it for him.

Xiao Han took a deep drag and swallowed it with a vengeance.

Cough cough cough...

It was his first time smoking, and he choked so badly that tears came to his eyes. Xiao Han's face turned red, and his eyes were also red.

"Damn, don't force yourself if you can't smoke," Li Dapang quickly patted his back, "Why push yourself like this? What's the point?"

"It's okay," Xiao Han caught his breath and said, "Let me try again."

Xiao Han took a few more puffs; although it was uncomfortable, at least he could bear it.

Seeing Xiao Han puffing away, he even seemed somewhat adept at it.

"You... you've never smoked before, right?" Li Dapang asked.

"No!" Xiao Han shook his head.

"Then why do I feel like you know how to smoke?" Li Dapang looked at Xiao Han, puzzled.

After finishing the cigarette, Xiao Han didn't feel satisfied and said, "Give me another one!"

"Forget it, then." Li Dapang refused, awkwardly saying, "Smoking like that, you can easily get hooked."

"So what if I become addicted," Xiao Han laughed.

It would have been so easy for Xiao Han to quit smoking with his willpower. The only reason Xiao Han smoked was to dispel the dissatisfaction in his heart. That's why he did it. A smile crept up the corners of Xiao Han's mouth as he said, "Give me one, quick!"

Li Dapang had no choice but to honestly hand over a cigarette.

Xiao Han took another round of deep drags, his technique even smoother than before. Watching Xiao Han enjoying himself, Li Dapang thought to himself that this was bad; he had transmitted his own addiction to Xiao Han, and that was going to be troublesome.

Luckily, the two soon went their separate ways.

"Well, that's alright, no one knows it was me who gave it to him anyway," Li Dapang chuckled to himself.

Li Dapang felt relieved. If Yang Lu, Liu Xiaolei, and the others came after him and found out that it was from him that Xiao Han had learned to smoke, they would probably skin him alive. So, Li Dapang was determined not to let them find out.

Xiao Han returned home.

Feeling extremely vexed.

Having no other choice, Xiao Han fiddled with the Soul Bead. Since coming out from the Soul Bead last time, he hadn't gone back in to check the situation. He hoped that this time he could enter.

Xiao Han calmed his mind, then used his spiritual power to control the Soul Bead.

Pop...

At the crisp sound, Xiao Han immediately felt himself floating amidst clouds.

"Shit, I'm in," Xiao Han was overjoyed.

Floating above the clouds surrounded by an expanse of whiteness. It seemed just like when he had first entered the Soul Bead. With the experience from last time, Xiao Han immediately sank down, summoning the Yin Spirit. A flash of black mist swirled, and Xiao Han swiftly rode the mist straight towards the Wulan Sect.

He had no idea how Duanmu Ci and Yang Jinfeng were doing.

Last time, that brat Duanmu Lei conspired with the Second Elder to rebel, and with the Sect Leader being incapacitated due to internal injuries, there was definitely no way to resist.

When Xiao Han arrived at the Wulan Sect, there seemed to be no signs of battle. Everything was harmonious, with colorful flags fluttering on the mountaintop and disciples standing in the guardhouses, holding curved blades in their hands.

Xiao Han landed on the mountaintop, then quickly climbed down from the top. He was familiar with the way. Ever since his last visit, Xiao Han knew this place very well. He dashed straight towards the direction of the grand hall.

Suddenly, a figure appeared not far away.

"Eh, isn't that Duanmu Lei?" Xiao Han was startled.

Seeing Duanmu Lei wearing yellow Armor, Xiao Han immediately understood what this meant. It signified that the Second Elder's rebellion had succeeded. Not only had it succeeded, but he had also seized the position of Sect Leader. Otherwise, how could that brat Duanmu Lei dare to strut around here so brazenly?

"Looks like I need to figure out a way to find Duanmu Ci and Yang Jinfeng," Xiao Han took a deep breath.

Soon, a good plan formed in Xiao Han's mind. All he needed to do was to ask anyone. Xiao Han turned and fled.

At the entrance to the mountain trail, Xiao Han quickly succeeded in a stealth attack.

"Where's Duanmu Ci?" Xiao Han pressed the dagger against the other's neck.

"Who... who are you?" The Wulan Sect's mountain-guarding disciple was completely baffled. Who was this person that suddenly appeared? How had he gotten up the mountain? He had no clue at all.

"Speak!" Xiao Han applied pressure, the edge of the blade breaking the opponent's skin, a trickle of fresh blood seeping out.

"I... I'll talk!" The disciple was scared witless, and he hastily said, "He's... in the dungeon, all of the Sect Leader's lineage have been locked up there. Please, don't kill me!"

Bang!

Xiao Han smashed a fist down.

The disciple passed out immediately. Xiao Han quickly tied the other up with rope and gagged his mouth with cloth to prevent any noise.

Now knowing that Duanmu Ci and Yang Jinfeng had been imprisoned in the dungeon, Xiao Han swiftly made his way toward the dungeon.

The dungeon was behind a hollowed hill at the rear of the mountain, guarded by heavy forces at the entrance. It seemed unrealistic to sneak in unnoticed. Therefore, Xiao Han could only rely on the power of the Yin Spirit. Twelve Yin Spirits quickly emerged, transforming into a mist of black smoke and vanishing from sight.

Xiao Han hid behind the grand hall, from where he could see the dozen guards standing watch over the dungeon at the back of the mountain. Without the help of the Yin Spirits, it would be hard for him to approach the dungeon entrance.

Under Xiao Han's control, the twelve Yin Spirits quietly closed in on them.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Without warning, the Yin Spirits swung into action, the dozen guards all went down, caught off guard.

"Who's there?" someone managed not to fall, but before they could shout, the Yin Spirits swept over them.

All dozen people fell, without exception.

Only then did Xiao Han leisurely approach. When he arrived at the dungeon entrance, twelve Yin Spirits appeared in the air, standing in two rows, respectfully welcoming him. This made Xiao Han feel a surge of vanity.

Unlocking the dungeon, Xiao Han quickly went inside.

It was pitch dark within, nothing visible to the eye.

With darkness closing in, it was completely impossible to see one's own hand. Fortunately, Xiao Han had been injected with Potential No. 2, so even in the dark, his vision could still capture some shadows. Xiao Han carefully walked down, step by step along the staircase.

It didn't take long for Xiao Han to feel that he had reached the bottom of the dungeon. He looked around, and there was a small window overhead, one that a normal person couldn't possibly climb out of. Of course, this window wasn't meant for climbing, but rather for lighting and ventilation.