Han Mingzhi was absolutely furious.

"Yinghuo! What are you doing?" he shouted.

Yinghuo also realized that if he didn't use his killing move, he could continue to entangle with Hongjiao.

Although fighting with her had a strange feel to it, he knew in his heart that this was not what he should be doing right now.

Then, with a "whoosh whoosh whoosh" sound, the fan was thrown into the air by Yinghuo, flying with the help of natural forces. At the same time, Yinghuo pressed closer and closer, trapping Hongjiao between a carriage and his own body.

Once he reaches for the fan, he can use the wind to...

But to Yinghuo's utter surprise, Hongjiao actually climbed onto the car.

Having seen through her intentions, knowing that she wanted to stand on higher ground, seize the fan first, disarm herself, and put herself in a predicament, or simply defeat herself with her own weapon, Yinghuo naturally could not let Hongjiao succeed.

He also reached his hand upwards.

"Smack!"

He got his fan first, after all, the weapon is like a part of his body, and he knows it better than anyone else.

But Hongjiao was quick, and directly... grabbed his hand.

Yinghuo suddenly blushed.

He has never held hands with any woman.

Even though she knew that blushing and her heart racing was really inappropriate, Yinghuo couldn't control herself. Looking at Hongjiao's expression, she seemed a little surprised. The two of them looked at each other and then made their move at the same time.

This time, both of them increased their speed, even flipping and soaring.

However, the atmosphere became increasingly strange. The two figures moved with graceful grace, their red and white attire almost blending together.

Hongjiao reached out, but Yinghuo blocked her way. Hongjiao then raised her leg, and Yinghuo instinctively reached out to catch her, only to end up hugging her tightly...

What kind of pose is this?

"Bang--"

Hongjiao was quite enraged. She channeled her energy upwards and kicked Yinghuo directly in the chest with her other foot. Yinghuo released her grip, took two steps back, clutched her chest, and did not launch another attack.

Over there, Hongjiao landed, looking somewhat disheveled for some reason, and also stopped fighting.

"Yinghuo! Are you a piece of trash?" Han Mingzhi cursed.

He's never been this humiliated before. Yinghuo's fighting strength shouldn't be this low. What is he doing?

However, Yinghuo didn't move for a long time. He was thinking that Hongjiao's skills must have improved. Just like someone said before, she was slit in the throat by Chu Wei, an ordinary person. If she had such fighting power now, how could that have happened?

Was it Qin Yiheng who helped her?

So he went back to his previous thought: what if Qin Yiheng could also...?

Wait a minute, Qin Yiheng hasn't gotten in the car yet. What's he doing? Is he waiting for Hong Jiao? Or...?

"On the fifteenth of July, Mars guards the heart, and three stars appear in a line..."

Qin Yiheng watched from the side, and suddenly read it aloud in a leisurely manner.

The voice was unusual in his usual tone and pitch, but it was not a chant; it had no rhythm and was a very strange tune.

However, every sentence and every word clearly reached Yinghuo's ears, making him feel inexplicably bad, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.

"It shouldn't have been like this..." Qin Yiheng sighed with regret.

Before Yinghuo could figure out what he was talking about or what was going on with him, Hongjiao had already stepped forward again. He had no choice but to accept the challenge.

However.

"Smack!"

"Click—"

For some reason, Yinghuo suddenly became distracted. The fan that was supposed to be opened as a barrier was suddenly closed by him, which gave Hongjiao a better opportunity to attack.

He reached out and formed a claw, directly gripping his throat. The muscles and bones rubbed together, making a crisp "crack" sound.

For an ordinary person, such pain would be unbearable, but Yinghuo's expression remained normal, though there was something unreadable in her eyes.

Fortunately, Hongjiao knew her limits and only managed to subdue Yinghuo without killing her.

Finally... the outcome is decided.

"It seems that even the experts of your Han family are nothing special." Qin Yiheng had no patience or need to stay any longer, so he turned around and got into the car.

Han Mingzhi never expected that Yinghuo would actually lose!

Calling him a piece of trash really makes him a piece of trash; he can't even beat a woman?

He was shocked and furious, so much so that he jumped up and down in anger.

"Qin Yiheng, stop using those underhanded methods. Don't think I didn't hear what nonsense you were spouting. If you can't win a fight, you resort to underhanded tactics. Do you think you're doing something honorable?"

"First of all, no one has said that you can't recite those things. Secondly, if you know how, you can recite them too."

After saying that, Qin Yiheng got into the car, and Jiang Yan drove off immediately, giving Han Mingzhi no further chance to vent his anger.

But Han Mingzhi was so angry he was about to die.

Isn't this mocking him?

He wouldn't know any of that nonsense, who does he think he is?

The car had already driven quite a distance when Han Mingliang, who was completely stunned by the fight, finally came to his senses and shouted anxiously.

"Hey, where's that woman? Shouldn't we wait for her to come up with us before we leave? What about her? We've left her behind..."

He was referring to Hongjiao, of course.

"She'll leave on her own, it's alright," Qin Yiheng explained simply.

Han Mingliang fell silent, seemingly lost in thought. He had seen news about Hong Jiao online, and after witnessing the live-action fight, he was truly amazed and deeply impressed. He figured Han Mingzhi and his gang couldn't possibly do anything to her, so there was no need for him to worry.

However, he still has other problems.

Before meeting Qin Yiheng, he had no idea that he also had the potential to write "100,000 Whys".

"Speaking of which, what exactly were those things you just recited, Divine Doctor? Did they really have the power to bewitch people?"

Before anyone knew it, even Han Mingliang's way of addressing him had changed.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yan also cast a curious glance at Qin Yiheng. She hadn't heard very clearly from inside the car, as Qin Yiheng had always spoken softly, so she was also eager to know.

This was to explain things to Jiang Yan; otherwise, Qin Yiheng wouldn't have gone into such detail.

“I can tell that the person named Yinghuo was born on the fifteenth of July, which is also the day when Yinghuo is in conjunction with the heart of the sky…”

The date of birth is a calamity, the combination of three stars is a calamity, let alone when they meet together. To put it bluntly, people like Yinghuo are destined for many calamities and are the most suitable for the calamity star.

"But I just saw that his kung fu is quite good. It's just a pity that he hasn't met the right person to guide him and has been stuck at a loss. It's a shame."

Qin Yiheng specifically emphasized "what a pity" twice, which shows that he cherished Yinghuo's talent.

"Did what you just said to him have any effect?"

"Nothing in this world is absolute; it all depends on how he thinks and how he manages this relationship."