Refining Divine Convention (Part 1)

　　The riot was quickly quelled. Thirty of Horse Divine a.s.sociation's agile members still weren't able to hold a candle to one of the imperial court's warriors. Our escort team's pugilists were able to take one two men each. The chubby midget from Qian Clan and Tea Lake Manor brought over a lot of men, but Night Fortress' surprises outnumbered them. There were fifteen to sixteen teams supporting Ming Feizhen. Each carriage transported, at the very least, thirty men. Furthermore, the midget and manager must've taken action of their own volition judging from the fact their subordinates were in the dark and had no desire to fight. As a consequence, the enemy forces weren't able to coordinate a defence.

　　The lanky adept didn't have a lot of men, but they were a ruthless bunch. He waited for an opening to swing a broadsword at Lyu Yaoqin. Though the girl learnt martial arts, she never used it practically, resulting in her freezing up in a real fight.

　　"Get lost!" Emperor Yuansheng brayed, palming the a.s.sailant just moments before he was about to succeed. Emperor Yuansheng sent him reeling over six metres and smashed the blood right out of him. Emperor Yuansheng then supported Miss Lyu and asked, "Are you all right, Miss Lyu?"

　　"I… I…"

　　Lyu Yaoqin seldom interacted with males owing to her family background and upbringing. Her face and body were ablaze when she was suddenly leaning on a tough and handsome man. Emperor Yuansheng's true qi augmented his masculinity to the point he charmed the maiden, but he was oblivious to the fact. He was lost in his old world, enjoying the thrill of a fight after so many years. He demonstrated exceptional proficiency of Six Harmonies Fist, a commonly utilised style in the martial world. The fight also served to allow him to let off some steam.

　　"Luo Sword Manor is the trigger in all of this. I must get to the bottom of it," decided Emperor Yuansheng, after he was done thras.h.i.+ng a few more men. "Long Zaitian, keep watch outside. I need to have a word with Miss Lyu in the carriage."

　　"Yes Sir! You do what you have to. I will not let even a fly through!"

　　Emperor Yuansheng dragged Miss Lyu into a carriage. Lyu Yaoqin's heart beat faster and faster after hearing Long Zaitian's response. In reality, Emperor Yuansheng never insinuated anything. Lyu Yaoqin didn't know how to react. The carriage they climbed into was big enough for seven people and, therefore, s.p.a.cious.

　　Emperor Yuansheng released Lyu Yaoqin's hand: "Please take a seat."

　　Lyu Yaoqin felt strange when Emperor Yuansheng released her hand. Her father sent her on the delivery job in hopes she'd interact more with men as opposed to books, musical instruments and go pieces. If Ming Feizhen took a liking to her, he'd even celebrate. Lyu Yaoqin touched her hand, hoping Emperor Yuansheng would hold it again. She let her mind wander and imagined the appearance of her future husband, leading to her l.u.s.t blazing across her face. She couldn't comprehend why she suddenly imagined such bold ideas.