In a Fantasy World as Cannon Fodder, I Got Entangled with the Heroine - Chapter 65

Chapter 65: The City Lord’s Son Courts Disaster!

Translation by: Weebsread👹

The very next moment—

A spoiled young man swept into the room, strutting with an air of arrogance. Behind him trotted a nervous disciple of Azure Mountain Sect.

When Dongfang Xuan caught sight of the newcomer, the smile vanished from his face, replaced by undisguised irritation. “Dai Ankang, what are you doing here? You’re the city lord’s son—why grace a dump like mine with your presence?”

“Tch, don’t flatter yourself! I’m not here for you,” Dai Ankang jeered, turning a leering gaze onto Yu Yueyue. His lips curled into a lascivious smirk. “Little Yueyue, I came to spend a wonderful night with you!”

“No!” Yu Yueyue recoiled, terror flickering in her eyes as she took several steps back.

But that only made Dai Ankang’s grin widen. “Trying to play coy? Hah! I love a good chase.”

He reached toward her, hand outstretched, when Jiang Qian shot forward, clamping down on Dai Ankang’s wrist with an iron grip.

Dai Ankang’s face twisted in anger. He struggled, barking, “Let go, you bastard, or you’ll regret it!”

“Regret it?” Jiang Qian quirked an eyebrow, lips tugging into a mocking smile. “I’d actually like to see you try.”

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In the blink of an eye—

Dai Ankang drew the longsword hanging from his belt, a cruel glint flickering in his eyes. “You’re asking for it! Don’t blame me for what happens next.”

“If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for getting in the way of my fun!”

With a wild slash, he swung his sword at Jiang Qian.

But before he could even process what had happened, Dai Ankang found himself flat on the floor— not a scratch on Jiang Qian. Instead, Jiang Qian’s foot pinned him firmly to the ground.

Still dazed and not quite grasping his predicament, Dai Ankang kept up his arrogant posturing. “I’m the city lord’s son! What are you going to do to me?”

“The city lord’s son, huh? And you think that makes you untouchable?” Jiang Qian crouched beside him, seizing a fistful of hair and jerking Dai Ankang’s head up roughly.

Dai Ankang’s jaw clenched, murderous fury burning in his gaze. “Just you wait, I—”

Before he could finish, Jiang Qian struck, knocking him cold with a single blow.

Jiang Qian rose smoothly and turned to the Azure Mountain Sect disciple, who still stood frozen at the door, his face drained of color.

Seeing Jiang Qian’s eyes on him, the disciple instantly dropped to his knees, shivering. “This has nothing to do with me, Senior Brother! Please, spare me!”

He was terrified—never had he imagined he’d cross paths with Senior Brother Jiang Qian in a place like this.

Jiang Qian grabbed Dai Ankang by the leg and tossed him at the Azure Mountain Sect disciple, his tone icy. “Don’t think I’ll let this slide. We’ll settle the score another day.”

He then turned to Dongfang Xuan and Yu Yueyue, offering them a faint, reassuring smile. “Senior Brother Dongfang, Miss Yu, let me get justice for you both.”

He flung down a pouch overflowing with Zixuan coins—over a hundred thousand—before striding out without a backward glance.

The Azure Mountain Sect disciple, heart thundering in his chest, rushed after Jiang Qian, desperate not to be left behind.

Dongfang Xuan gazed after Jiang Qian’s retreating figure, murmuring under his breath, “How could I ever repay such a debt?”

Very soon, Jiang Qian arrived at the city lord’s manor, heading straight for the study. Without hesitation, he kicked the door open!

Inside, City Lord Dai Deyou was buried in official documents. The booming crash tore his attention from his papers, anger flashing across his features as he prepared to vent his rage.

But then he saw his own son sprawled unconscious on the carpet—and his expression changed instantly.

Dai Deyou rushed to Dai Ankang’s side, panic in his eyes. Only after making sure his son was still breathing did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Without missing a beat, he spun on the Azure Mountain Sect disciple. “Who did this?”

“I did.” Jiang Qian answered lazily, helping himself to a chair as if he owned the place.

“You?” Dai Deyou’s eyes narrowed as he sized up Jiang Qian, noting the youth’s calm composure—and the Azure Mountain Sect disciple quaking behind him.

Could this brat have some high standing in Azure Mountain Sect?

Hmph. So what if he does? Judging from his age and looks, he can’t be more than an outer sect steward. I’m personally acquainted with their Outer Sect Grand Elder. A small fry like this is nothing to worry about.

You dared harm my son. Today, you will pay!

In the very next breath, Dai Deyou roared, “How dare you touch my son? Don’t think you’ll leave Lingshui City alive!”

“Guards! Seize this assassin!”

At his command, the city’s guards burst in, spears leveled at Jiang Qian.

Unfazed, Jiang Qian glanced around, smirking. “You think you can catch me? I’d love to see you try.”

Dai Deyou scoffed. “Maybe not them. But what if I join in as well?”

A crushing aura swept through the room—Golden Core cultivation, dense and threatening.

Turning to the Azure Mountain Sect disciple, Dai Deyou snapped, “And what are you shaking for? Didn’t you say you knew your Outer Sect Grand Elder? Help me take him down, and I’ll put in a good word for you!”

To hell with that! The disciple cursed to himself. The Outer Sect Grand Elder? In front of this man, that means nothing. He could have any outer elder stripped of rank with a word.

“City Lord Dai, he’s… he’s Azure Mountain Sect’s Chief Disciple!” the disciple finally blurted, beads of sweat gathering on his brow.

“the Chief Disciple? The outer sect senior?” Dai Deyou snorted, his voice thick with scorn. “That’s why you’re so cocky? You’re just some senior among the outer disciples—not even close to the Outer Sect Grand Elder’s rank!”

He sneered, his tone laced with contempt, but his eyes soon gleamed with murderous intent. “All of you—take him! Capture him at once!”

At the order, the guards lunged, spearpoints glinting as they thrust toward Jiang Qian.

Is he deaf? When did I say Jiang Qian was just an outer sect member? He’s Azure Mountain Sect’s Chief Disciple—the sect master’s number one disciple!

The disciple gritted his teeth, unsheathing his sword. With a single sweeping motion, he knocked all the spears aside.

Dai Deyou’s face twisted with fury. He glared at the disciple, voice trembling with rage. “What’s the meaning of this? You refuse to help your city lord, and side with that punk instead? Are you tired of life in Azure Mountain Sect? Once we bring him down, I’ll make sure the Grand Elder has you tossed out on the streets!”

At that moment, Jiang Qian chimed in, his voice dripping with mockery. “You really know the Outer Sect Grand Elder? Or are you just making yourself sound important?”

He stared openly at Dai Deyou, his disbelief plain.

Cut by Jiang Qian’s taunt, Dai Deyou snorted coldly. “I’ll show you if I’m bluffing or not!”

He fished out a Calling Jade from his robes, channeling a surge of Spiritual Essence into it.

A pulse of brilliant light erupted from the jade.

Moments later, the image of a stern, middle-aged man materialized in midair.

“Dai Deyou? What do you want?” The man’s tone was impatient as he glanced over.

Dai Deyou forced a sycophantic smile. “Hahaha, it’s nothing serious. It’s just that one of your Azure Mountain Sect outer disciples injured my son, so I was hoping—”

“Fifty thousand Zixuan coins. Pay up, and I’ll make it go away,” the middle-aged man cut in, holding up five fingers.

“So you’re the Outer Sect Grand Elder? You’ve got quite an appetite,” Jiang Qian drawled, propping his head on one hand as he watched the exchange with cold amusement.