Jinyang Restaurant was one of the well-known restaurants near Beijing University. The dishes were very tasty and offered good value for money, which made them popular among the students. Almost every day, the place was packed, and by the time Qin Heng, Zhuo Yutong, and Xun Hanyan arrived, only a few seats were left.

The moment the three of them entered, they became the center of attention. Qin Heng, over 1.9 meters tall and strikingly handsome, accompanied by the two great beauties Zhuo Yutong and Xun Hanyan, immediately attracted many gazes.

Many of the customers at Jinyang Restaurant were students from Beijing University. Consequently, quite a few recognized Zhuo Yutong and Xun Hanyan, including those from the same major, year, and even some from the same class. Seeing these two women actually accompanying a man at the same time, everyone wore expressions of disbelief. After all, in their minds, both Zhuo Yutong and Xun Hanyan were the type of campus beauties who would never give any man the time of day, as cold as icebergs. But now, they were both accompanying a man. It was truly unthinkable! How could such a thing happen?! Many doubted their own eyes, wondering if they were seeing things; it was just too bizarre, too fantastical!

Zhuo Yutong and Xun Hanyan were beauties of such a caliber that countless men considered them the most perfect girls, willing to give up decades of life just for a chance to be with one of them! Now, one man actually enjoyed the enviable fortune of having both beauties to himself! It was really infuriating! The gazes many male students cast toward Qin Heng were filled with jealousy, wishing they could knock him out and take his place.

Of course, most people here were ordinary folks. While they envied him, no one actually came looking for trouble.

After Qin Heng and his companions sat down, they ordered some signature dishes.

While waiting for the food, Xun Hanyan spoke up. Looking at Qin Heng earnestly, she said, "Qin Heng, can you tell me who you really are? How can you be so powerful?"

"Yeah, I want to know too," Zhuo Yutong chimed in, nodding as she stared intently at Qin Heng. "You've changed so much compared to three years ago, I can hardly believe it."

"Haven't I said it before?" Qin Heng smiled faintly, took a casual sip of his tea, and chuckled. "I'm just an ordinary practitioner who doesn't easily get involved."

Ordinary ants, even if they provoked him, he wouldn't bother to take action. There would always be someone else to deal with such matters; he wouldn't need to do anything himself. It was just that he had only recently arrived and had no one he knew around, so he had to attend to everything personally for now.

"...Let me ask a different question then." Xun Hanyan's bright eyes twinkled, and she smiled. "That martial technique you used to kill Cheng Longting with one finger—what's it called? It's so amazing!"

"That was a Spell from the ancient Heavenly Court, used to punish sinful beings. It's not a martial technique," Qin Heng shook his head slightly and said. "Such methods, I won't easily employ."

Because such Spells were truly too low-level for him; he hardly ever used them. Using that Spell to kill Cheng Longting had merely been a spur-of-the-moment decision.

"Spell??" Xun Hanyan was momentarily confused. Then, as if she realized something, her gaze toward Qin Heng took on a hint of worry. "Let's not talk about this now. We can talk while we eat; your health is more important."

Her sudden shift in topic made Qin Heng a little puzzled. Did this little girl imagine something?

In fact, Xun Hanyan had indeed imagined some things.

In her view, the "Spell" Qin Heng mentioned must be a type of Martial Dao Secret Technique, one that could stimulate oneself for a short period to greatly increase strength. Therefore, such a "Spell" couldn't be used casually and was only reserved for critical moments or when there was no other choice. Indeed, Cheng Longting, who is half a step into the Innate realm, is actually very strong. Qin Heng, no matter how powerful, couldn't possibly crush him that easily.

Xun Hanyan secretly worried. It seems he must have used some 'Spell' to temporarily boost his strength. Such martial Secret Techniques usually come with self-harm, posing a great danger. Qin Heng seems unharmed now, but maybe he's already seriously injured.

These thoughts nearly resolved all the previous anomalies and contradictions about Qin Heng that she had in her mind. The more Xun Hanyan thought about it, the more likely it seemed; she felt this was probably the reality she had surmised.

Qin Heng wasn't truly strong. He had only used a Secret Technique with a great cost to defeat a half-step Innate expert. That was how she saw it now, and she felt her speculation was logical and flawless.

With this, Xun Hanyan's attitude towards Qin Heng normalized a bit, with less reverence but more warmth.

Before, he was an unfathomable senior expert. But now, he was a powerful peer of a similar age, a potential friend.

After a while, the dishes were served, and the three began to eat.

"Qin Heng, you've just started your first year. Are you interested in joining a club?" Xun Hanyan asked while taking a bite of food, smiling at him. "How about considering our Cold Mountain Martial Dao Society? It's full of real Martial Artists!"

"Mm-hmm, Han Yan has been wanting to invite you," Zhuo Yutong chimed in, nodding. "The Cold Mountain Martial Dao Society is full of real Martial Artists. If you join, you can exchange knowledge too."

Being invited by two such exquisitely beautiful women to join a club, it's likely that 99% of men would immediately agree without any hesitation. After all, the power of beauty is infinite.

But Qin Heng felt no flicker within; he waved his hand and shook his head, saying, "If you have any difficulties, I can lend a hand, but there's no need for me to join the club."

"Are you really not going to consider it?" Xun Hanyan leaned over the table, moving closer to Qin Heng with a rich smile on her beautiful face. "Just join my Cold Mountain Martial Dao Society, and I can directly appoint you as the vice president."

"Han Yan!"

Just then, a harsh shout came, and a young man in his twenties approached. He bore some resemblance to Xun Hanyan in his brows and features.

SLAP!

The young man forcefully slapped the table in front of Qin Heng!

"Han Yan, come home with me! Stop making a scene! Is this what a Martial Artist should be doing? Is this what the Xun family's legitimate daughter should be doing?!"

This young man completely ignored Qin Heng. His gaze, fixed on Xun Hanyan, was somewhat cold as he said, "Father is waiting for you to come home for the arranged marriage with the Yus. You've been fooling around outside for over a year; it's time to return! I'll give you three days to drop out and come back with me! Otherwise, your club, your friends, and your classmates will all pay the price!"

With that, the young man glanced at Zhuo Yutong and Qin Heng, his expression filled with scorn and warning. He then sneered, "Like this table!"

BANG!

The Internal Force exploded from the hand the young man had placed on the table, shattering it as easily as dry weeds and sending the barely touched food scattering everywhere.

"Han Yan, you're my sister! I am Xun Hanying! A dragon does not cohabit with snakes; these mundane ants don't deserve your attention."

The young man withdrew his hand, his face filled with arrogance. Looking at the sorrowful Xun Hanyan, he said, "If you want to stay here, then I will kill them! No one can defy me!"

As he spoke, he pointed at Qin Heng, his face full of contempt and disdain.

He sneered, "Like this kid, with just a slap, I could crush him into mincemeat!"

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