Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

Comprehensive building.

Wei Teng leaned against the wall, picking at his fingernails in frustration.

"Why hasn't Yang Xian arrived yet?"

"Didn't my sister already send him that love letter?"

"Is this kid planning to stand me up on our first meeting?"

Besides delivering the message, he has an even more important task today: to stand guard outside like a doorkeeper.

No one other than Yang Xian should be allowed to enter and disturb his older sister's "date".

Ever since Yang Xian, the transfer student, came to the class, Wei Teng felt that one bad thing after another was happening to him.

The feeling of being the center of attention in class is gone, and all those followers have long since left.

I was tricked by that kid yesterday and ended up in the hospital.

Today, I have to stand by and watch this mortal enemy date his own sister!

Wei Teng was so miserable...

Just as he was lost in thought, a familiar figure appeared at the end of the corridor.

"Oh! You've finally arrived!"

Wei Teng immediately perked up.

Despite the complaints, I still have to do the work my older sister assigned me well.

He quickly pulled out his phone, rapidly tapped the screen, and sent a message.

[Sis! Yang Hyun is ready!]

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On the other side, Yang Xian was walking briskly toward the classroom mentioned in the letter.

He had to go to great lengths to get rid of that stubborn Liu Ruyu.

Let's finish this quickly so we can call it a day.

Don't keep Liu Qin waiting too long...

"Yang Xian! I've seen it!" Lin Ai's light and airy figure appeared beside him.

There's only one person in that classroom!

A person?

Yang Xian slowed his pace and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Could it be that Wei Teng... is planning to challenge me to a one-on-one fight?

"But that person wasn't Wei Teng," Lin Ai continued, reporting the investigation results. "It was a girl with red hair."

"Red hair...?" Yang Xian repeated.

As he spoke, he had already arrived at the door of the lecture hall.

Filled with doubt, he slowly pushed open the door.

In the empty classroom, only one beautiful figure sat in the front row.

Her striking long red hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and she wore a black tight-fitting dress with a low neckline that revealed her delicate collarbone and a small patch of snow-white skin.

She leaned lazily against the chair, one long leg elegantly crossed over the other, revealing her shapely, firm thighs beneath her skirt, and a pair of red-soled high heels that elongated her leg lines to the extreme.

"You're here?"

Seemingly hearing the door open, Wei Qianmei slowly turned her head, her gaze falling on Yang Xian standing at the door.

It was an extremely beautiful face, with slightly upturned eyes, exuding a natural allure.

"Wow! She's an absolutely stunning beauty!"

Lin Ai couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Yang Xian, your opponent is her! Can you really bring yourself to do it?"

"..." Yang Xian completely ignored her words.

She is indeed an exceptionally beautiful woman.

However, he has seen quite a few beautiful women, so he wouldn't be so easily captivated by one.

Moreover, the more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she often is.

This woman must be the expert Wei Teng hired...

"Let me introduce myself. I am Wei Qianmei from the Wei family of Xingchen."

Wei Qianmei gazed at Yang Xian, a faint smile playing on her lips.

He's even more handsome in person than in the photos.

This calm yet slightly nonchalant demeanor is really to my liking.

She noticed Yang Xian's gaze lingering on her legs for a moment, then subtly lifted her skirt a little further.

Yang Xian withdrew his gaze, his eyes completely expressionless: "So, you're the one who asked Wei Teng to send me here?"

"That's right," Wei Qianmei said, her red lips parting slightly, her voice carrying a hint of magnetism, "I am his older sister."

elder sister?

Yang Xian understood instantly.

It turns out that the younger brother had been beaten, and the older sister had stepped in to seek revenge.

Okay...

Yang Xian said decisively, "Then let's get started."

Immediately, the smile in Wei Qianmei's eyes deepened.

Why are you in such a hurry?

Looks like you're captivated by my charm!

To her surprise, the moment the thought crossed her mind, Yang Xian moved and threw a punch at her without warning.

The punches were fierce and showed no mercy.

Wei Qianmei was completely stunned.

Fortunately, she had a wealth of combat experience, and her body's instincts reacted faster than her brain, her toes barely touching the ground.

He floated lightly off the chair, narrowly dodging Yang Xian's sudden punch.

"Hey! Wait a minute..."

Wei Qianmei was interrupted as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry!" Yang Xian didn't give her a chance to speak at all.

A blinding arc of electricity instantly appeared on his hand, accompanied by a soft "sizzle" sound. He took a step forward, and his figure mysteriously disappeared from the spot.

Void Shadow Step!

The next moment, Wei Qianmei felt the air around her tighten.

Before she could react, countless tiny arcs of electricity completely enveloped her.

A sharp, numbing sensation spread throughout her body, causing her to instantly lose control of her body.

Immediately afterwards, a hand grabbed her neck and pressed her firmly against the table.

How... is this possible?

Wei Qianmei's mind went blank.

Doesn't the information say that Yang Xian is only a martial artist at the third realm?

Even if he had mastered a god-level technique, he couldn't possibly be this strong!

How could someone at the fourth realm be unable to withstand even a single move from him? Completely powerless to fight back?

"You lost!" Yang Xian's icy voice rang in her ear.

"Hiss!" Wei Qianmei endured the stinging and numb sensations coursing through her body and managed to speak with difficulty, "Are you mistaken about something? Let me go!"

"A mistake?" Yang Xian tightened his grip. "Didn't you issue me a challenge?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Qianmei opened her mouth in utter exasperation: "What challenge! That's clearly a love letter!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Yang Xian snorted coldly, but the pressure on his hand did not lessen at all.

Take a look!

These kinds of people are the most shrewd!

If you can't win, you just say it's a love letter?

Do you think I'm stupid?

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"Um???"

Outside the classroom, Wei Teng stared blankly at Yang Xian, who had just gone in less than a minute before coming out again.

It's over so quickly?

Did the negotiations break down, or... is Yang Xian a quick-draw man?

Watching Yang Xian's figure disappear at the end of the corridor, Wei Teng hesitated before running into the classroom.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw his older sister bending over to support herself on the table, her face filled with extreme shame and indignation.

"Snapped!"

Upon seeing him, Wei Qianmei slapped her younger brother across the face without saying a word: "I sent you to deliver a message, what kind of job did you do?"

Wei Teng covered his burning face, looking completely innocent and aggrieved.

"Sis! Why did you hit me again? I did exactly what you said!"

"Still dare to talk back! I'll beat you to death!"

Wei Qianmei was so angry that her chest heaved violently, wishing she could tear her good-for-nothing brother apart.

Suddenly, a series of wailing and howling filled the lecture hall.

"Sister! I was wrong! I was really wrong!"

"Ouch! Don't hit my face!"

"Stop!"

And so, Wei Qianmei, who had been holding a grudge against Yang Xian, vented all her anger on poor Wei Teng...

P.S.: I haven't been sleeping well these past few nights, I feel like I'm about to ascend to heaven.

I've been seeing news about Zhang Xuefeng's sudden death frequently these past few days, which has kept me on edge, afraid that I'll be one of them too...

The author doesn't want to get involved, so there will only be one chapter in the last few days of March to give the author some time to adjust. Updates will resume next month.

Regarding whether or not missed updates should be made up, it's already difficult for a small author to write two chapters a day, so it's highly unlikely that they can make up for it.

Please forgive me...

Thank you for your support!