Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

Chapter 814: Chapter 666: Overpowering Loulan (Part 3)

Meng Lang stared intently at Du Nu, feeling the overwhelming murderous aura emanating from him, and maintained his remarkable composure throughout.

Just as Du Nu’s fist was within arm’s reach, Meng Lang swiftly sprang up, his foot landing on Du Nu’s knee to borrow force; he flipped over Du Nu’s head, clamped his legs around Du Nu’s neck, and with a twist, slammed him to the ground!

With a loud bang, the entire ground seemed to shake three times.

The courtiers, who had been sweating profusely moments ago, were all in shock.

What did they just witness?

Did that young man just take down the strongest man in Loulan?

That wasn’t all.

Meng Lang immediately moved in, straddled Du Nu’s back, and with precise techniques, dislocated Du Nu’s joints one by one.

The crowd only heard a continuous crackling sound, and before they realized what was happening, Du Nu’s screams grew progressively louder.

Meng Lang focused intently, his expression resolute, executing all moves seamlessly. Just as he was about to dislocate Du Nu’s last joint with his fingers, Mo Yi intervened.

A Knife Coin sliced through the air towards Meng Lang’s wrist.

Meng Qianqian moved her fingertips, countering the Knife Coin with the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles.

Crack!

Meng Lang’s fingers fell.

"Ah—"

Du Nu let out a cry, collapsing face down, his whole body limp on the ground, unable to muster any strength.

The scene fell into an awkward and eerie silence.

Clap!

Clap!

Clap!

This time, the one clapping was the Loulan Queen.

Ayimulan calmly said, "Remarkable."

Meng Qianqian said, "Meng Lang, come back."

The courtiers suddenly realized: So the brother of the Yin Hu Guard is called Meng Lang.

Perhaps they themselves hadn’t noticed that the moment Meng Qianqian acted to save the young man’s hand, they no longer referred to her as someone’s Madam, but as an individual in her own right.

Meng Lang returned to his seat in the Governor Mansion section.

Meng Qianqian asked, "Are you willing to give up your hand?"

Meng Lang replied, "Yes, I am."

Mo Yi’s intention wasn’t to destroy Meng Lang’s hand, just to force Meng Lang to defend, thereby sparing Du Nu.

Yet Meng Lang, risking the possibility of losing a hand, was determined to complete the final move.

Still young.

But it’s not a bad thing.

Young people have their own pride and spirit.

Zong Zhengxi exclaimed, "Yin Hu Guard, I didn’t expect your brother to possess such skills. May I ask which school he learned from?"

Meng Qianqian politely responded, "He just practiced on his own haphazardly, Your Majesty must be amused."

After which, she looked at the Loulan Queen, "Thank you for letting us win."

Ayimulan showed no sign of embarrassment or dejection from defeat. She calmly said, "A bet is a bet. Someone, bring my dagger."

The Loulan envoy cast her surprised looks.

They all understood what the dagger meant to her.

The female envoy left the main hall, accompanied by Little De, to retrieve the Loulan Queen’s dagger.

Meng Qianqian received the dagger.

It was heavy in her hand, with a nice feel.

An obsidian gem was embedded in the sheath, giving it an air of ancient mystery.

This dagger was double-edged, one side being poisoned.

Meng Qianqian gestured slightly with it.

"Does it suit you?"

Ayimulan asked.

Meng Qianqian smiled wryly, "It suits very well, many thanks to the Loulan Queen for parting with it."

Ayimulan said, "As long as the Young Madam is satisfied."

She no longer paid attention to Meng Qianqian, nor did she show the slightest hint of distress or displeasure.

As if it was just an ordinary spar between Du Nu and Meng Lang, and she had only lost a token gift at hand.

Lu Yuan said to Meng Qianqian, "I recall that when the Loulan Queen was young, she was in a very dangerous situation, severely injured, unable to find food, and nearly starved. To survive, she cut her own flesh to lure vultures from the sky."

Meng Qianqian looked at Ayimulan, who was quietly sipping tea, "A ruthless person, at that time you wouldn’t have used this dagger, right?"

Lu Yuan murmured an agreement.

Meng Qianqian clicked her tongue, "It seems this dagger has significant meaning to her, no wonder the Loulan envoys reacted that way."

Lu Yuan said, "It’s your skill if you won it."

Meng Lang muttered, "Isn’t it my skill?"

Following Loulan’s offering of a beauty to the Emperor’s harem, Meng Lang brilliantly defeated the Loulan warrior, leveling the score.

The officials felt a sense of relief and pride.

Zong Zhengxi suggested requesting the Imperial Physician for Du Nu, but Ayimulan politely declined.

Loulan has its own doctors.

Zong Zhengxi did not press further.

The banquet continued.

There were no further unexpected events, the main hall filled with music and dance, toasts exchanged.

But after Alina, no one else’s dance was as captivating.

Nor could anyone surpass Meng Lang’s youthful heroism.