85 I Really Cannot Figh

"Someone bought it already?" Jun Mo Xie asked warily. He sat upright and said, "A person would only need this herb to heal blocked or damaged meridians. How could it be that at such a critical moment, someone else bought it? Could someone from our residence have released this information? Is someone trying to plot against us?"

"I doubt so," Jun Wu Yi shook his head. "Only a few know that the Jun Family is looking for this herb, and even fewer know that this herb is for me. It is not possible for anyone to make the connection between our purchase of this herb and its importance in my recovery. Could it just be a mere coincidence? Or is heaven’s will trying to prevent me from recovering?"

Jun Mo Xie bit his lips as he paced back and forth with a frown on his face. If there was only one missing ingredient out of the five essential medicinal herbs, he could easily replace it with other combinations to concoct a medicine that was only slightly less effective. But if there were two missing ingredients…

"Third Uncle, could you please order your men to find out who stole this herb from us?"

"An investigation on this case is already ongoing. However, this only occurred recently and it is still too early to distil more information on the buyer." Jun Wu Yi smiled. He appeared calm and even comforted Jun Mo Xie, "I have been waiting for so many years. It does not matter even if my recovery is delayed for a few more months. Fear not, all is well."

Jun Mo Xie’s face turned serious as he raised his cup to sip his wine. He was deep in thought, but the more he contemplated, the more perplexed the problem seemed. Noticing his nephew deeply immersed in thought, Jun Wu Yi decided to leave him alone and continued to enjoy his wine.

The next instant, approaching footsteps broke the tranquillity in the room. A smile flashed across Jun Wu Yi’s face as he heard the familiar footsteps.

Donned in a stunning white dress, Guan Qing Han entered the room gracefully. She resembled a delicate snowflake, gently floating into the room in an elegant manner. However, as she approached Jun Mo Xie, he felt a strong pressure weighing down on him, as though a massive iceberg was slowly crushing him. Although she appeared gentle, a cold, bone-chilling aura emanated from her.

Despite her beautiful looks and her charming dress, many would have thought that her heart had also turned cold long ago.

Jun Mo Xie had protested against Guan Qing Han’s sparring challenge request on many occasions but to no avail. Jun Mo Xie knew where he stood in terms of fighting abilities. All he lacked was only in strength, but in terms of killing techniques, he was second to none in the world!

However, his grandfather, Jun Zhan Tian, was unaware of this fact as Jun Mo Xie wanted to keep this a secret. As such, Jun Zhan Tian had rejected Jun Mo Xie’s protest firmly. Especially after witnessing the "abusive" nature of Guan Qing Han’s moves, Jun Zhan Tian had only left a single remark.

He said, "I am very satisfied. Give no mercy and continue to beat him up!"

Today would be Wu Jun Yi’s first time witnessing his nephew getting beaten up. In the past one month, his nephew had always been outwitting him, causing him much frustration. Jun Wu Yi had thus jumped on this opportunity to vent his frustration. After all, opportunities like this were always hard to come by.

"But I really cannot fight!" Jun Mo Yi sighed to himself.

It was not that Jun Mo Xie was unable to fight, but that he did not dare to retaliate. Throughout his whole life, Jun Mo Xie’s hands had always been stained with blood. Killing only took a split second, and he was highly proficient in it. However, during friendly sparring matches, not only will he be restricted from executing his killing techniques, even the basic moves to take down his opponents might cause the opponent to sustain severe injuries and therefore could not be used.

Moreover, it was his sister-in-law challenging him to a duel! Although Guan Qing Han may dislike him, how could he possibly kill her? Of course, breaking her limbs were out of the picture. It was awkward enough to cause even minor dislocations to a woman.

Furthermore, for a man to fight a woman, if they were not arch-enemies, it might be inappropriate to deal blows to certain parts of the body.

Without using his vicious methods, Jun Mo Xie did not have many options in facing his opponent, especially someone like Guan Qing Han who had Xuan Qi level far exceeding his own. Even if his unparallelled fighting capabilities provided an advantage over his opponent, his tactical shrewdness alone would be unable to overcome the immense difference in strength.

Guan Qing Han remained at her spot, quiet and motionless, resembling alone, snow lotus flower on an ice mountain. She appeared noble and elegant, yet at the same time, emotionless and cold.

"Can we not fight today?" Jun Mo Xie asked pitifully and offered a compromise, "I can give you two more pots of wine, how about that?"

"No!" Guan Qing Han rejected vehemently and gave Jun Mo Xie a cold glare. The next instant, she slapped her delicate hands together, releasing a black mist. It was the Level 9 Xuan Qi! "Are you ready?" Guan Qing Han gazed at Jun Mo Xie with a blank expression that lacked anger or joy, as though she was looking at a durable sandbag.

"Peh! Would you be as enthusiastic about the duel if not for the wine I am giving you? Is the God playing tricks on me? This woman is actually given a justifiable reason to beat me up! And I can’t even retaliate! Ready? Is there any use in getting ready?" Anger welled up in Jun Mo Xie.

Jun Mo Xie’s intention to conceal his true fighting potential naturally created a positive effect, which was to raise Jun Zhan Tian’s hopes. However, this also had unintended repercussions. Having been kept in the dark for so long, Jun Zhan Tian will certainly be very unhappy. Hence, the duel with Guan Qing Han must have been a plot arranged by Jun Zhan Tian to teach Jun Mo Xie a lesson.

Despite knowing all this plot, Jun Mo Xie could only keep all of this to himself. It was even more infuriating for the fact that while Jun Mo Xie obviously had many ways to defeat this woman, he had to restrain himself from using them.

Jun Mo Xie could have easily resolved the situation, but instead, he had to put up with such constant abuse. Could he be a masochist? There was nothing more tragic than his current predicament. He wondered when Jun Zhan Tian would cease this punishment.

"If I have to admit my mistake to Grandfather to end this misery, I will certainly apologize to Grandfather sincerely."

"If it is possible to put an end to this punishment, I truly hope that it will end the very next second."

As Jun Mo Xie’s imagination was running wild, a green light swirled before him. In an instant, a fist, white as snow, flew straight at Jun Mo Xie. Jun Mo Xie shrieked and ducked. But sadly, Quan Qing Han showed no mercy. She dealt blows after blows relentlessly and seemed eager to bring an end to this task so that she can quickly carry her two pots of wine back to enjoy.

Although Jun Mo Xie’s behavior and attitude had shown improvements recently, Guan Qing Han had absolutely no interest in spending a second longer with him in the fight.

Squeals, screams, and cries of pain continued to fill the air. "Pa! Pa! Pa!" Like rain pelting relentlessly on a soft vulnerable surface, kicks and punches landed continuously and mercilessly on Jun Mo Xie. Savouring his cup of wine, Jun Wu Yi watched as the scene unfolded before him. Seeing the great disparity in strength, and the unmatchable Guan Qing Han, he could not help but chuckled. He thought, "Jun Zhan Tian’s plan to punish my errant nephew is truly a smart move."

While Jun Wu Yi was thinking, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and his expression suddenly turned solemn. He fixed his gaze on Jun Mo Xie’s moves so intently, to the extent that he did not even bother to place his cup down!

A particular movement of Jun Mo Xie had drawn his attention!

Earlier on, Guan Qing Han was intending to launch a seamless combination move involving a solid punch, followed very closely by a formidable roundhouse kick. Such a move was thought to be impossible to avoid. However, at that point in time, Jun Mo Xie’s body twisted away instinctively and his elbow thrust out slightly before retracting again. The next instant, he was knocked to the ground by the full force of Guan Qing Han’s combination move.

This slight reaction was supposed to be inconsequential and hardly noticeable. But it could not escape the eyes of Jun Wu Yi, who was a highly skilled army general who had spent his entire life on the battlefield. The observation had been a shocking revelation to him!

In the battlefield, a high emphasis was placed on taking down each enemy in one decisive move. Jun Wu Yi clearly noticed that Jun Mo Xie’s instinctive elbow thrust, despite retracted, was undoubtedly aimed at Guan Qing Han’s throat. It was a move to kill! Had Jun Mo Xie followed through with the move, Guan Qing Han would have been dead by now!

More importantly, the execution of the elbow thrust was timed perfectly. It was placed exactly in the transition between Guan Qing Han’s two moves where she was vulnerable for a fleeting moment. Guan Qing Han’s cultivation was known to be unparalleled. The two moves had been administered in a nearly seamless motion, and the interval between them had been practically negligible. Nevertheless, Jun Mo Xie was still able to exploit the only flaw in Guan Qing Han’s combination attack!

At that moment, Guan Qing Han certainly stood no chance against Jun Mo Xie’s unpredictable move!