"What do these Grandmasters care about most? Isn't it their lives?"
"Qin Hanchu's medical skills are absolutely on par with Hu Qingshan."
"Even surpassing him."
"Keeping Qin Hanchu alive is equivalent to buying a lifeline for oneself!"
Wang Dalu said.
"Makes sense," Liu Dechun nodded.
Chatting as they went, the two groups returned to Quancheng.
As soon as Liu Dechun returned to the L Jian Si (Sharp Sword Department) office, the Quancheng Garrison Commander rushed over.
Upon meeting, the Garrison Commander directly asked, "Was the matter handled?"
"These five people have become warriors of our Great Yan Kingdom and have no further connection to the Dao Ke (Blade Masters). From now on," Liu Dechun said, his gaze towards the Garrison Commander filled with a hint of disgust.
"What do you mean?" Hearing this, the Quancheng Garrison Commander sensed something was amiss.
"The arrest warrants for these five have been rescinded, so even if I apprehended them, there would be no merit," Liu Dechun stated.
The Quancheng Garrison Commander was astonished. "They are top assassins of the Dao Ke; how could their warrants be rescinded?"
"I don't know the specifics, but it's been canceled."
The Quancheng Garrison Commander, visibly annoyed, rose to leave.
Just then, Liu Dechun spoke again. "A friendly reminder: it would be beneficial for you to maintain a good relationship with Qin Hanchu. Do not follow Mu Zhengrong and become his enemy."
"What do you mean?" The Garrison Commander finally realized the situation was more complicated than he thought.
Liu Dechun was the Prefectural Commander of L Jian Si, his status comparable to Mu Zhengrong's.
If someone of his stature said this, how could the Garrison Commander not take it seriously?
"It's inconvenient to say more. Just take care of yourself," Liu Dechun said with a smile.
Liu Dechun intentionally spoke in half-truths, his aim being to let the Garrison Commander's imagination run wild.
Without knowing the full details, the Garrison Commander would undoubtedly inflate Qin Hanchu's background immensely.
This would sow seeds of apprehension in him and Mu Zhengrong.
Leaving the L Jian Si, the Garrison Commander went directly to Mu Zhengrong's hospital room.
"What happened?" Seeing the Garrison Commander's somber expression, Mu Zhengrong asked with a frown.
The Garrison Commander recounted Liu Dechun's words and then added, "Could it be that Qin Hanchu is the offspring of some influential figure in the capital?"
"He killed my son! Even if he's the son of God, I will make him die!" Mu Zhengrong snarled.
Hearing this, the Garrison Commander's eyes shifted slightly.
Mu Zhengrong might abandon everything for revenge for his son, but the Garrison Commander certainly did not want to risk his own all for Mu Qianyun.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Jin Hailu and the other two once again settled into the bathtub.
The medicinal bath today contained Blood Ganoderma, which could enhance the resilience of their meridians.
"Was today's medicinal bath comfortable?" Qin Hanchu asked lazily from the sofa, his gaze fixed on a worn book in his hand.
"It was warm and very comfortable," Lin Ying leaned back in the bathtub, her expression one of bliss.
"It would be great if every time was this comfortable," Xin Xin said.
Hearing their responses, a mischievous smile spread across Qin Hanchu's face.
Jin Hailu, seeing that smile, felt a sense of foreboding. "What do you mean by that smile?"
"Nothing," Qin Hanchu replied with a smile.
Lin Ying and Xin Xin also sensed something was not right.
Was there something wrong with the medicine?
"Quick, tell us, what's wrong with this medicine?" Lin Ying asked in a coy voice.
"Nothing much, just a slight side effect."
Hearing Qin Hanchu's answer, Jin Hailu quickly inquired, "What side effect?"
"Your body will feel hot, that's all." Qin Hanchu stated.
"Really?" Lin Ying asked suspiciously.
Qin Hanchu smiled. "I'll never find a girlfriend if I lie."
Seeing Qin Hanchu say this, the three women finally relaxed.
After a brief chat, Qin Hanchu's gaze returned to the worn book.
Qin Hanchu couldn't understand the text on the book; he could only study the illustrations.
Just as the Yan Ding Chamber of Commerce had said, the illustrations strongly resembled a certain martial art's cultivation technique.
"Could this really be the martial art my father practiced?"
After staring for a long time, he still had no clue.
"Time's up. You can go rinse off now," Qin Hanchu said, putting down the book and glancing at the clock.
With Qin Hanchu's permission, Jin Hailu and the other two took their pajamas and towels and went into the bathroom.
Twenty minutes later, the three emerged, feeling refreshed.
"You said there were side effects; why didn't we feel any?" Lin Ying's pajamas were loose, but they still couldn't conceal her curvaceous figure.
"Yeah, we feel so comfortable now, like we could fall asleep," Xin Xin yawned.
Jin Hailu also asked curiously, "When will the side effects appear?"
"You can go back to your rooms and wait," Qin Hanchu said.
Lin Ying sat on the sofa and smiled. "I want to watch some variety shows."
"Yes, let's watch some handsome guys before bed to pamper our eyes," Xin Xin chimed in.
"If you're not going back to your rooms, then I'm leaving."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."
With that, Qin Hanchu quickly left the living room.
"What does he mean?" Lin Ying wondered aloud.
Jin Hailu had a bad feeling about this. "Let's go back to our rooms. I suspect these side effects aren't that simple."
Lin Ying and Xin Xin, however, remained unfazed, lounging casually on the sofa.
Not long after, both of them began to feel their bodies burning up.
This heat was different from a fever.
If it were a fever, their minds would be clouded.
But at this moment, they were perfectly clear-headed.
Their bodies felt as if they were engulfed in flames.
Even their skin had turned a flushed red, resembling cooked crabs.
"This is unbearable, it's too hot," Lin Ying couldn't help but unbutton her pajamas a few times, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her cleavage.
"No cold showers allowed. Go back to your rooms and endure it," Qin Hanchu's voice echoed from within the room.
"You scoundrel! Is this what you call a body feeling hot? What's the difference between this and being burned by fire?" Lin Ying cried out in discomfort.
However, Qin Hanchu offered no reply.
At this point, it was best to feign ignorance.
The next day, Qin Hanchu stretched lazily as he emerged from his room.
As he was preparing breakfast, Jin Hailu and the other two walked out one after another.
They all appeared weary, clearly having not slept well the entire night.
"Morning!" Qin Hanchu greeted them with a smile.
"Bastard, you made me unable to sleep all night, tormenting me to death," Lin Ying glared at Qin Hanchu as she spoke.
Qin Hanchu smiled. "I didn't do anything to you. Saying that could lead to misunderstandings."
"Get lost!" Hearing Qin Hanchu teasing her, Lin Ying kicked him.
"Tonight shouldn't be like this, right?" Jin Hailu inquired.
Qin Hanchu replied, "This Blood Ganoderma cost me seven million. It must be used to its full potential. It should last for another two nights, so please bear with it a little longer."
"Can we refuse?" Lin Ying asked with resistance.
"If you don't cooperate, I'll have to resort to forceful measures."
"To be honest, I quite enjoy that feeling."
"Treating you like little pigs, tossing you into the bathtub one by one."
Qin Hanchu said with a wicked grin.
As the four of them were bickering, Qin Hanchu's phone rang.
He answered the call, and Wan Tong's voice came through.