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I Have an Immortal Emperor Uncle Who Farms at Home Chapter 31: The Mysterious Person Makes a Move
In the courtyard
Qiu Lichen could sense that the man in front of him, Song Lianjun, still hadn’t fully recovered from his past injuries. His strength was even a level below his own.
"Song Lianjun, your power isn’t what it used to be. Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Even so, I’m more than capable of handling you."
Song Lianjun clearly knew his current cultivation wasn’t as strong as his opponent’s, but he had full confidence in his combat experience.
"In that case, don’t blame me for what happens next."
As soon as Qiu Lichen finished speaking, he suddenly lunged at Song Lianjun. His strength, at the peak of the Body Refinement stage, exploded in full. His speed was lightning fast, even Song Lianjun was slightly shocked.
Meanwhile, Ye Qingcheng, although she had seen Ye Fan fight before, still found the scene in front of her hard to believe.
"Miss Ye, step back. I don’t want you to get hurt by accident."
As soon as he said that, Song Lianjun’s figure flashed, and he charged straight toward Qiu Lichen.
"Song Lianjun, let me test your strength today."
Qiu Lichen threw a punch at Song Lianjun with full force. His fist came crashing down like a tiger descending from the mountain, filled with immense strength, landing in front of Song Lianjun in an instant.
But Song Lianjun didn’t back down. He quickly adjusted his position, trying to dodge the attack.
However, because his cultivation level was a tier lower, he was clearly slower. Realizing this, Song Lianjun had no choice but to raise both arms to block the strike.
Boom!
The heavy punch landed squarely on his forearms, the force sending Song Lianjun flying several meters back.
Qiu Lichen looked at him with a sneer on his lips. "Song Lianjun, if you leave now, I’ll spare your life."
"Hmph. If not for my old wounds, do you think I’d let you act so arrogantly?"
"Hahaha, still talking tough at a time like this?"
"Enough nonsense! If you want to take Miss Ye, you’ll have to go through me first!"
Song Lianjun spat out a mouthful of blood, then rushed forward again.
Qiu Lichen smirked, "You stubborn old fool. Then go ahead and die."
Soon, the two of them were locked in fierce combat again.
At that moment, even Da Huang the dog couldn’t help but sigh to himself, "This old guy’s not bad... but the way things are going, he’s bound to lose."
Da Huang kept his eyes on the two figures darting back and forth in the courtyard.
He noticed that Song Lianjun was clearly on the defensive.
"Should I step in and help him? But... he’s not even family. Then again, he’s doing this to protect Master…"
Boom…
Just as Da Huang was deep in thought, Song Lianjun’s body was sent crashing to the ground right behind him.
Seeing this, Da Huang couldn’t help but mock him in his heart: "Seriously? I was only thinking for a moment and you’re already down?"
Woof woof…
"Old man, at the end of the day, you're still not at the Foundation Establishment level!"
Pfft...
Lying on the ground, Song Lianjun coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, making Ye Qingcheng anxious with worry.
"Uncle Song, are you alright?"
"I-I’m fine!"
Qiu Lichen looked at Song Lianjun, who could no longer move, and sneered: "Old Song, how’s it going now? Not only did you fail to get revenge, you almost lost your life in the process."
"You… pfft..."
Song Lianjun coughed up another mouthful of blood.
"That’s enough. Weren’t you here to take me away? I’ll go with you!" As she said that, Ye Qingcheng looked around at the others and added, "But please, let them go."
"Sis, what are you saying? Even if it costs me my life, I won’t let him take you!"
Han Cong immediately stepped in front of Ye Qingcheng to shield her.
Qiu Lichen looked at this defiant young man and said coldly, "Kid, are you looking to die?"
"Do you even know who I am?"
"Oh? And who might you be?"
"My father’s name is Han Zhenguo!"
"Han Zhenguo? The head of the Han Group in Tianhu City?"
"That’s right."
As soon as Han Cong said that, both Qiu Lichen and Song Lianjun were shaken, waves of shock surging through their hearts.
They had never imagined that Han Cong’s father would be Han Zhenguo.
You have to understand, Han Zhenguo is the head of the Han Group, a corporation valued at tens of billions, and controls the economic lifelines of Laiyang Town, Ying City, and even Tianhu City.
What’s more, the Han family is second only to the Chen family among the powerful clans in Tianhu City, a family whose strength is not to be underestimated.
The sudden revelation left Qiu Lichen shaken with fear, and he instinctively took a few steps back.
But then he thought for a moment, If this guy was really from the Han family, what would he be doing in such a remote backwater place?
"Hahaha! Kid, you’re way too naive."
"Hey, what do you mean by that?"
"What do I mean? You think just because your last name is Han, that makes you part of the Han family?"
"What the hell? You still don’t believe me?"
"Hmph, even if I did, all I have to do is kill you. Dead men tell no tales."
"Hey, don’t do anything stupid! If something happens to me, my father won’t let you get away with it!"
"Whether what you’re saying is true or not, once you’re all dead, who’s going to know?"
Realizing that even revealing his identity couldn’t scare the man off, Han Cong cursed inwardly: "Damn it! So much for having a powerful father, can’t even scare off one guy!"
Meanwhile, in Tianhu City, at the Han family’s private estate—
"Achoo!"
"Honey, are you okay? Did you catch a cold?"
"No, I have a feeling that little brat of ours is cursing me somewhere… Achoo!"
……
Just as Qiu Lichen was about to strike and finish off Han Cong, Song Lianjun, enduring the intense pain from his injured organs, stood up and shouted: "Your fight is with me!"
Looking at him, Qiu Lichen shook his head and said, "Old man, why bother?"
"After all, this girl saved my life. I’m just returning the favor."
Song Lianjun glanced at Ye Qingcheng behind him, but his gaze inadvertently landed on Da Huang.
After pausing for a moment, Song Lianjun seemed to think of something and smiled faintly: "But even if I die, you still won’t be able to take her."
"What a joke. Once you’re dead, who here could possibly stop me? Don’t tell me you mean that dumb dog?"
As he said this, Qiu Lichen pointed at Da Huang, who was sitting beside Ye Qingcheng.
Even Song Lianjun wasn’t sure if his guess was right. After all, from the start, he had always been suspicious of that dog.
"Either way, you’re not taking anyone."
"Are you done talking? If you are, then go die first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Lichen charged at Song Lianjun again.
Even though they had already fought once, his momentum hadn’t weakened at all.
Just as Qiu Lichen’s punch, fierce like a tiger descending the mountain, was about to strike Song Lianjun—
A terrifying pressure suddenly descended from the sky.
"Enough!"
Right after, a deep and distant voice echoed from all directions, carrying a crushing sense of authority and intimidation.
The pressure immediately forced Qiu Lichen to his knees. Both of his legs were instantly driven deep into the ground.
"Wh-Who… Who are you, Senior? If I… if I’ve offended you, I-I sincerely apologize!"
Qiu Lichen struggled under the oppressive force, his face full of fear.
Every cell in his body seemed to tremble uncontrollably. Seeing this, Song Lianjun let out a long sigh of relief.
Although he wasn’t the direct target of the pressure, he could still feel traces of it violently bearing down on Qiu Lichen.
"Looks like that mysterious master finally made a move."
Because it was a telepathic transmission using spiritual sense, Ye Qingcheng and Han Cong had no idea what had happened.
They just stood there, puzzled, watching Qiu Lichen suddenly fall to his knees.
"I’ll give you one chance. If it happens again…"
"Senior! I promise, there won’t be a next time!"
This time, Qiu Lichen was genuinely terrified.
He had never experienced such overwhelming pressure before, not even his own master possessed something like this.
"Hmph. Listen well, what happened here today must not be told to anyone. If you breathe a word of it, I’ll make sure you die without even a grave to your name."
"Y-Yes, I understand!"
"Then get lost."
As soon as the voice finished, another wave of force surged forth, blasting Qiu Lichen straight into the air.
"He—what just happened? Why did he suddenly go flying?"
Han Cong stared in confusion at the scene.
"I… I don’t know either."
Ye Qingcheng was also stunned by what had just happened.
One second the man was kneeling, the next he was suddenly thrown into the air.
But Song Lianjun turned and looked at Da Huang behind him, full of suspicion.
He couldn’t help wondering, was it really this dog who did all that?
But Da Huang’s behavior made Song Lianjun shake off that foolish idea.
Because right at that moment, Da Huang was peeing under a tree in the yard and then casually walked back to Ye Qingcheng’s side and lay down.
