A thousand-year-old family begins with one fighting against ten thousand.

Shan Xiongxin, Qin Qiong, and Cheng Yaojin all looked extremely grim.

The official beside them looked at them with hopeful eyes; he knew that Yuwen Zhiji would definitely keep his word.

If these three heroes refuse, he and his family will suffer inhumane torture.

He knelt before Shan Xiongxin, Qin Qiong, and Cheng Yaojin, kowtowing repeatedly until his forehead splattered with blood.

"I pay my respects to the three heroes who saved my entire family's lives!"

"You three are all outstanding heroes; this old man kowtows to you in gratitude!"

"This old man wishes to erect a longevity tablet for the three of them at home and offer daily sacrifices!"

Shan Xiongxin, Qin Qiong, and Cheng Yaojin stepped forward to stop the official, their hearts filled with inner turmoil.

"This is Luoyang, right under the emperor's nose! Is there no law here?"

Qin Qiong said angrily.

"The law? In Luoyang, I am the law!"

Yuwen Zhiji snatched the riding whip from the groom's hand and lashed the official hard.

The officials dared not resist, nor even evade, and could only silently endure it.

"That's enough!"

Qin Qiong stepped forward, grabbed the horsewhip, and glared angrily at Yuwen Zhiji.

"Is that enough?"

"Isn't it enough that you asked this damn thing yourself?"

Yuwen Zhiji chuckled and turned his gaze to the official.

"Not enough, not enough. It is my honor that Lord Yuwen can beat me."

"Hero, please don't stop me! This old man did it all voluntarily, voluntarily!"

The pleading look in Qin Qiong's eyes infuriated him, but he had no choice but to let go.

Yuwen Zhiji whipped the official again and again. Just as the official was about to breathe his last, Cheng Yaojin swung his Xuanhua axe at Yuwen Zhiji.

He didn't care about the Yuwen family; he was going to tear Yuwen Zhiji to pieces today.

He refused to believe that justice couldn't be found in Luoyang, the capital of the great Sui Dynasty!

"Don't hurt my uncle!"

Just then, Yuwen Chengdu, who was patrolling in Luoyang, heard about the incident and rushed over.

Upon arrival, he saw a huge Xuanhua giant axe swinging towards his second uncle, Yuwen Zhiji.

Before he could even understand what was happening, the phoenix-winged gilded halberd in his hand stabbed towards the Xuanhua giant axe.

The important thing now is to save people. If he goes to stab Cheng Yaojin, Cheng Yaojin won't have time to stop, and the result will be that Cheng Yaojin will be stabbed to death, and his second uncle will also be killed by Cheng Yaojin.

Therefore, he chose the weapon that would knock Cheng Yaojin away, because he was confident in his own martial prowess.

Faced with Yuwen Chengdu, who possessed superhuman strength, Cheng Yaojin was naturally no match.

However, Cheng Yaojin, who was able to wield the Xuanhua Giant Axe, was also quite strong. The Xuanhua Axe was deflected, but he was not knocked away as Yuwen Chengdu had imagined.

"Chengdu nephew, kill this lowly commoner immediately!"

Yuwen Zhiji felt as if he had just walked on the edge of death, his crotch was soaked, and his killing intent towards Cheng Yaojin and the other two had reached its peak. He urged Yuwen Chengdu on.

Yuwen Chengdu frowned. He knew about Yuwen Zhiji's reputation in Luoyang, and he had always looked down on his uncle.

If it weren't for the fact that Yuwen Zhiji was his uncle, he really wouldn't want to save him.

Yuwen Chengdu randomly pointed to an audience member and asked, "What happened here?"

This person glanced at Yuwen Zhiji but dared not speak.

Yuwen Chengdu frowned again, realizing that Yuwen Zhiji was probably causing trouble once more.

He looked at Cheng Yaojin and the other two: "Are you here to participate in the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament?"

"That's right, Grandpa came here precisely for the position of General Tianbao."

Cheng Yaojin gripped his Xuanhua giant axe and looked at Yuwen Chengdu with seriousness.

Based on that move just now, he knew he was no match for Yuwen Chengdu. But he couldn't afford to lose face, and he had his elder brother Qin Qiong by his side. If the two of them joined forces, they would be invincible.

"What just happened?"

Yuwen Chengdu asked Qin Qiong, "Cheng Yaojin keeps calling me 'Grandpa,' he's clearly a shameless brat."

Qin Qiong, on the other hand, with his sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, was a man of imposing stature and clearly no ordinary person.

Qin Qiong recounted the events in detail, without any personal emotion.

"take away!"

Yuwen Chengdu waved his hand, and several soldiers dragged Yuwen Zhiji off the carriage.

"Nephew, haven't you arrested the wrong people? They're the ones who should be arrested!"

Yuwen Zhiji pointed and shouted.

"You've been arrested the right person, it's definitely you."

"His Majesty ordered me to patrol the capital and maintain order during the World's Greatest Martial Arts Tournament, but you rode your carriage recklessly on the sidewalk, whipped others wantonly, and disrupted the order of Luoyang. I have arrested you in accordance with the law."

"If possible, move your whole family to Yanzhou. Consider this compensation from the Yuwen family to you."

Yuwen Chengdu took out his money pouch, tossed it to the official, and then turned and left with Yuwen Zhiji.

"Thank you, General. Thank you, General."

"You lot should escape quickly. Why don't we head to Yanzhou together? When Yuwen Zhiji comes out, he'll definitely cause us trouble."

After picking up the money from the ground, the official hurriedly left, as he needed to quickly take his entire family to Yanzhou.

Yuwen Zhiji won't be in prison for more than a few days. Once he gets out, he'll definitely cause trouble for us.

Before leaving, he also advised Cheng Yaojin and the other two to leave, as Yuwen Zhiji's reach could not extend to Yanzhou.

"Please go first, sir. We will discuss this further later."

Qin Qiong clasped his hands in a fist salute to the official and watched him leave.

"I still don't know how to address this elder brother?"

"I am Shan Xiongxin from Luzhou, Shanxi!"

Shan Xiongxin clasped his hands in a fist salute, realizing that these two brothers were no ordinary people.

"Could it be Master Shan, the head of Erxian Manor? I am Qin Qiong, Qin Shubao, from Licheng, Shandong."

"I am Cheng Yaojin, and I am a childhood friend of Brother Shubao. I have long admired the name of Master Shan, the master of Erxianzhuang."

"It's just a friendly gesture from fellow martial artists, nothing to mention, nothing to mention."

Shan Xiongxin smiled.

"Gentlemen, how about we find a restaurant and have a good drink?"

Cheng Yaojin and Qin Shubao exchanged a glance and nodded simultaneously.

The three of them found a nearby restaurant, ordered a few jars of wine and some side dishes, and chatted while drinking.

In high spirits, upon learning that everyone was a local leader and had come to participate in the world's number one martial arts tournament, they eagerly prepared to spar first, having long forgotten about Yuwen Zhiji.