The God of War Who Protects the Nation: Starting with Saving a Mother and Daughter in Distress

The Han Mansion is located in Xungui District in the east of the city. Two stone lions stand in front of the vermilion gate, and a plaque with the words "Han Mansion" hangs above the gate.

Although not as grand as a prince's mansion, it still exudes the prestige of a prominent family.

Upon entering the mansion, one is greeted by a deep courtyard with winding paths leading to secluded spots. Artificial hills and ponds are arranged in a pleasing manner, and thrushes sing sweetly in birdcages hanging under the eaves, creating a serene and elegant atmosphere.

Qin An was secretly amazed as he walked along.

Even though the Han family has declined, their wealth is still far beyond that of ordinary families.

Indeed, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse.

"General Qin, this way please."

Just as Qin An was curiously observing, Han Anjiao led him through several courtyards to a flower hall.

Inside the flower hall, a brother and sister were already standing.

The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in a light purple dress, with her hair styled in double buns, her skin as white as snow, and her features as beautiful as a painting.

His eyes, in particular, were clear as water and had a scholarly air about them.

Clearly, this is Li Qingwan, Han Anjiao's niece.

The boy beside her was about fifteen years old, wearing a royal blue robe. His features resembled Li Qingwan's, but he also had a youthful arrogance.

This is none other than Li Jing, whom Han Anjiao mentioned earlier.

Although the siblings are Han Anjiao's nephews and have a blood relationship with the Han family, their clothing suggests that their family situation is not very good.

After all, Han Anjiao was only their uncle, and there was still a distance between them.

Otherwise, Li Qingwan wouldn't have been arranged to be Qin An's concubine.

"Wan'er, Jing'er, come and greet General Qin quickly," Han Anjiao introduced with a smile.

He had obviously informed his siblings beforehand, and they knew what the situation was.

Li Qingwan curtsied and said softly, "Greetings, General Qin."

Li Jing merely cupped his hands in greeting, his eyes filled with scrutiny and even a hint of obvious hostility.

Qin An's gaze swept over Li Qingwan, and he secretly praised her.

This woman was not only beautiful, but also had a perfect figure, with all the right features very well-defined.

More importantly, her quiet and refined temperament, imbued with the wisdom of poetry and literature, is incredibly charming; she is truly a rare beauty.

He returned the greeting with a cupped hand: "Greetings, Miss Li, Young Master Li."

After they were seated and tea was served, Han Anjiao couldn't wait to bring up the matter of a marriage alliance.

But at that moment, Li Jing suddenly stood up and said to Qin An, "General Qin, you have made great contributions at such a young age, your martial arts skills must be extraordinary. I am unworthy, but I have aspired to become a great general since childhood. I would like to ask the general for some pointers. I wonder if the general would be willing to teach me?"

Han Anjiao frowned: "Jing'er! Don't be rude!"

Qin An raised his hand to stop Han Anjiao, looking with great interest at this future brother-in-law who aspired to become a great general.

"Oh? What would you like to learn from?"

When Qin An heard Han Anjiao mention Li Jing before, he could tell that Han Anjiao thought highly of his nephew.

The only pity is that the other party is too young, and Daxing is currently in turmoil, so time is of the essence.

Otherwise, he might not have been willing to use his niece to form a marriage alliance with him.

After all, marriage alliances are not that reliable, so how can they compare to the bond of blood?

Qin An even harbored some dark thoughts.

The reason Han Anjiao was so eager to matchmake himself with Li Qingwan was because he was afraid that he might encounter misfortune on the battlefield one day and would need Han Anjiao to protect Li Jing.

Under the guise of a marriage alliance, they helped Li Jing find a "protector".

Fortunately, this was also beneficial to him, so Qin An did not delve into it further.

Now that Li Jing has taken the initiative to step forward, Qin An really wants to test the mettle of this future brother-in-law.

After Qin An finished speaking, Li Jing retorted, "My sister wants to be your concubine, so I need to see if you're truly capable! If you're just a name without substance, you're not worthy of marrying my sister!"

Although these words were harsh, they revealed a stubbornness stemming from a deep desire to protect her sister.

Clearly, he was still a little uncomfortable about his sister becoming someone's concubine.

Qin An not only didn't mind, but actually felt a bit more favorably disposed towards him.

"Alright! Since you're in such a good mood, I'll play along. But let's keep it brief and not ruin the harmony."

The group arrived at the martial arts training ground in the mansion.

Li Jing took off his outer robe, revealing the short jacket underneath, mounted his horse, and pointed his spear directly at Qin An.

From his series of actions, Qin An could tell that his brother-in-law did have some skill and was quite adept at archery and horsemanship.

To achieve this level at such a young age surpasses countless others in the world.

Qin An casually picked up a wooden stick, then mounted his horse as well: "Bring it on, let me see your strength!"

Li Jing understood that Qin An was no ordinary person, having made great contributions on the battlefield.

In addition, I am younger than the other person, and I never thought of giving way.

He leaped onto his horse, brandishing his spear, and charged towards Qin An.

Qin An simply remained in place, casually deflecting and parrying with his long staff.

Li Jing felt a clever force coming from him, and the force on his spear was instantly dissipated.

My body was involuntarily pulled to the side, and I almost fell off the horse.

"Again!" Li Jing was unconvinced and turned his horse around to launch another attack.

Qin An remained calm and composed, sometimes blocking, sometimes dodging, always handling the situation with ease and nonchalance.

Li Jing launched dozens of attacks, but he couldn't even get Qin An to move a fraction of an inch. Instead, he was exhausted, panting heavily, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

At this point, Li Jing had come to a profound realization of the gap between himself and Qin An.

But the pride of youth wouldn't allow him to bow down and submit so easily.

"I don't need you to hold back. Show me your true strength and let me see just how big the gap is between us," Li Jing roared.

Qin An hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

The next moment, he spurred his horse and charged towards Li Jing, swinging his long staff fiercely.

Li Jing instinctively held his spear upright in front of him to block.

As a result, he found that his body had been thrown directly off the horse.

Fortunately, just as he was about to crash to the ground, Qin An, who had anticipated this, deflected most of the force with his long stick.

Li Jing, who scrambled to his feet in a disheveled state, was filled with shock.

"This...this is your full strength? The gap between us is so vast?"

Although he had anticipated that Qin An was quite strong, he did not expect that he would not last a single round against him.

If this were on a battlefield, I would probably be instantly killed.

Just then, Han Anjiao spoke up to Qin An, "You still didn't use your full strength, did you? Did you use about 70% of your power just now?"

Li Jing was taken aback at first, then flew into a rage, feeling that he had been insulted.

He clearly agreed to go all out and show me the difference between us, but he held back. Is he really that incapable of catching his eye?

In response to Han Anjiao's question, Qin An replied quietly, "Thirty percent!"