Chapter 224: Luo Qilin’s Challenge

Chapter 224: Chapter 224: Luo Qilin’s Challenge

Whew...

Han Biwei relaxed again.

She had already vaguely guessed that this man’s identity was anything but simple. Even though she’d lost her past memories, just seeing this private hospital and his subordinates coming and going told her that Qin Tianxuan held a high position and was a billionaire.

But Han Biwei had been sincere when she pleaded for the Chu Family.

She truly didn’t want him to cause a tragedy. After all, Chu Qianqiu was his relative.

Silence fell between them.

Qin Tianxuan checked the time. "If there’s nothing else, you should recover as quickly as possible. We’ll be going home soon."

Just as he spoke, the door opened.

Jiang Wan Jun appeared, holding a bundle of bedding in her arms.

"Aunt Jiang? What are you...?" Qin Tianxuan was stunned.

Jiang Wan Jun smiled and placed the bedding on the hospital bed. "Tianxuan, you’re just in time. I’ll have to trouble you tonight. Weiwei needs her physical therapy every two hours. You can help her massage her legs and relax her muscles. I really can’t stay up all night."

This...

Qin Tianxuan was about to mention that there were nurses for that, but Jiang Wan Jun had already arranged the bedding. "It’s not right to keep bothering the nurses, calling for them in the middle of the night. You’re Weiwei’s husband. This isn’t too much to ask, is it?"

Well then. That completely cut off anything Qin Tianxuan might have said.

Qin Tianxuan didn’t know what to say.

But Han Biwei pulled the blanket over her face. "No way! Mom, are you crazy? I’m not sleeping in the same bed as him!"

Jiang Wan Jun’s expression immediately darkened. "You wretched girl, are you trying to work your mother to death?"

"I’d rather have a nurse do it..."

"It’s no use. I’ve already told the nurses’ station not to disturb this room!" Jiang Wan Jun assumed the air of an elder. "One more word of nonsense, and your father and I will wash our hands of you."

Han Biwei, her face blushing crimson, hid under the covers and complained silently.

Finally, Qin Tianxuan spoke up. "Aunt Jiang, please go get some rest. I’ll help Weiwei with her physical therapy. It’s no trouble. It’s what I should be doing."

’Oh no, he actually agreed?’

’What on earth is he trying to do?’

Han Biwei grew even more nervous.

Jiang Wan Jun, now completely satisfied, left the room, closed the door, and even locked it from the outside.

Then she waved her hand.

Han Qian Jun appeared, clearing his throat. "Is this really a good idea?"

Jiang Wan Jun was anxious. "The two of them finally started to develop some feelings for each other, and now this happens. Weiwei used to have real feelings for Tianxuan. If we don’t do this, what other choice do we have? Just watch them grow apart?"

She lowered her voice. "Just now, Weiwei even talked about splitting up."

Han Qian Jun ran a hand through his hair. "But I’m afraid..."

"Afraid of what!" Jiang Wan Jun waved her hand dismissively. "Get lost. I’m taking charge of this."

She sat right down on the bench opposite the door, standing guard like a sentry.

Inside, Qin Tianxuan saw this through the small window in the door and was momentarily speechless.

The night gradually deepened.

Qin Tianxuan walked to the bedside.

Han Biwei tensed up, wrapping the blanket around herself even more tightly.

"It’s time. Time for your physical therapy."

Qin Tianxuan spoke slowly as he reached out and placed his hands on her leg.

Muscles tend to atrophy after being bedridden for a long time, but Han Biwei’s recovery was going remarkably well. Her skin was full of elasticity—soft, firm, and warm to the touch.

She struggled for a moment, but lacked the strength, so she could only close her eyes and pretend to be asleep. ℯℯ𝑙.

Qin Tianxuan was also sweating by the end of it. He took the bedding from the bed and made a pallet on the floor.

Neither of them could sleep.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Wan Jun, who was waiting outside, finally couldn’t take it anymore and went home to sleep.

Qin Tianxuan closed his eyes, feeling a bit tired himself.

Just then, he suddenly heard a pained cry.

He shot up like a lightning bolt. "Weiwei?"

Han Biwei was biting her lip, her forehead beaded with sweat. "I... I think I have a cramp!"

Qin Tianxuan didn’t hesitate. He pulled back the blanket and lifted her into his arms.

His fingers pressed down, helping Weiwei stretch her muscles.

Han Biwei was in his arms, her eyelashes trembling. "Okay, okay, you... you can put me down now! Don’t be so forceful!"

At that exact moment, outside the room, Prince and Lingsu were arriving with an urgent report.

They heard the voice from inside just as they reached the door.

"Don’t be so forceful?"

"Oh my god!"

Prince’s eyes went wide, Lingsu’s face turned beet red, and the others all lowered their heads to stare at the floor.

"Wh-what do we do now?"

"Rock, paper, scissors! Loser has to knock!"

"Stop messing around! Let Lingsu go, she’s a girl."

Lingsu shot the group a fierce glare. She raised her hand but hesitated, too embarrassed to knock.

But the intelligence she held was too urgent; it had to be reported immediately.

In the midst of her panic, Qin Tianxuan’s voice came from inside the room. "Who’s out there?"

The door swung open abruptly.

They saw Qin Tianxuan, a weary look on his face.

"Sir, you... you mustn’t overexert yourself," Lingsu blurted out.

Qin Tianxuan was baffled. "What are you talking about?"

Lingsu swallowed hard. "N-nothing."

Inside, however, Han Biwei heard everything and almost died of embarrassment.

As a girl, she was more sensitive and realized the people outside had misunderstood. She was mortified.

Outside, Qin Tianxuan saw his subordinates gathered and immediately asked, "Is there important intelligence?"

"Sir, look at this!"

Prince hurriedly handed him a letter.

Emblazoned on it were the three large words: "Letter of Challenge."

"Sir, it’s a letter of challenge from Luo Qilin! In half a month, at the Battle Department’s Martial Arts Arena, he will formally challenge you!"

"Luo Qilin is already on his way to the Xingtian Martial Arts Arena outside the northern Jin City. As you know, that’s the Battle Department’s largest martial arts ground. Representatives from all the major war zones will be there this time!"

"Luo Qilin is trying to challenge your glory as the Northern Domain War God!"

Qin Tianxuan glanced at the letter of challenge and said flatly, "No need to open it, and no need to reply. Just take a message to that Luo Qilin! He wants a fight, so I’ll fight."

A direct reply in six words!

Prince and the others stood up straighter, their spirits lifted.

For the first time since the battle with the Northern Celestial Demon, Lord Night Emperor was accepting a challenge again!

"This is a trivial matter. There’s no need to report things like this in the future. I know exactly what Luo Qilin’s strength is like," Qin Tianxuan said, shaking his head. "He’s not even as good as a common Celestial Demon footsoldier. Things have gone too smoothly for him in the Southern Domain; he’s grown too arrogant."

As the one who defeated the Celestial Demon King, Qin Tianxuan’s power was beyond question.

But the people outside believed in Luo Qilin. It was a case of blind confidence.

The rumor currently circulating was that Qin Tianxuan was about to be suppressed, and the one to replace his title of War God would be Luo Qilin!