# 1632
Chapter 1632: Meeting Huo Qubing Again
Marquis of Championship?
These three words fell into Lin Qiye's ears like thunder exploding.
In the history of Great Xia, there was only one person who could bear this title… Huo Qubing!
Since Huo Qubing was in this era, did that mean this was the Western Han dynasty?
He had actually been brought to the Western Han by the [Covenant]?
Lin Qiye looked in the direction where everyone was gazing. About four or five li outside the city gate, a dense military camp had been set up, and four sturdy horses kicked up dust and sand, racing toward the city gate!
At the same time, the commoners who had been queuing at the city gate to enter automatically stepped aside, leaving a wide path for entry.
The four mounted figures gradually drew closer, and everyone finally got a clear view of them.
Leading them was a young general in armor, appearing no more than twenty-four or twenty-five years old, yet his eyes held a resoluteness and sharpness that didn't match his age. A bright red battle robe fluttered behind him, whipping in the wind as his horse galloped.
"So it really is him…" Lin Qiye's eyes lit up when he saw that familiar face.
The Huo Qubing before him was almost identical to the Huo Qubing he had encountered beneath the National Luck Island, with the only difference being that the young general before him had slightly less weariness and depth in his expression.
Huo Qubing rode a white horse, holding a black iron chain in his hand. The other end of the chain was attached to a woman in prisoner's garb.
The woman's face was covered in dust and grime, making it impossible to see her features. Her pale prison clothes were heavily wrinkled, her shoulders burdened by a heavy shackle, her disheveled black hair spilling over it. Her body swayed slightly with the horse's jolting movements.
Behind them came a robust deputy general and a scholarly-looking man in confucian robes, smiling kindly.
The four of them stopped at the city gate of Xue County. The deputy general rode his horse to the city wall and shouted loudly:
"Where is the County Magistrate?!"
The deputy general's voice was like thunder, loud and resonant, causing the nearby onlooking commoners to retreat several steps in fright. The soldiers atop the city wall exchanged glances, and one of them quickly rushed into the city.
Seeing the reaction of the surrounding commoners, Huo Qubing furrowed his brow slightly:
"Yu Wu."
The deputy general startled, coughed twice, and心虚ly lowered his head.
After a moment, a round-bodied man in official robes appeared behind the city gate and respectfully saluted:
"This humble official is Zhao Liang, the County Magistrate here. What are the Marquis's orders?"
The deputy general cleared his throat and tried to speak more gently: "Before sunset, prepare half a jin of rooster's blood, three jin of dried ginger, seven black dog teeth, and ten jin of mugwort leaves… Oh, and a table of fine wine and dishes!"
"Rooster's blood, dried ginger, black dog teeth, mugwort leaves?" The County Magistrate's eyes were full of confusion. "What does the Marquis need these for?"
"Tsk, the Marquis needs them, so just prepare them! Why so many questions!" The deputy general's voice rose again, deafening to the ears, as he said menacingly, "Could it be that you, the County Magistrate, don't wish to remain in your position?!"
Upon hearing the latter part, the County Magistrate's expression changed drastically, and he immediately said:
"Yes, this humble official will have it prepared right away!"
"Wait!"
A low voice called out. The County Magistrate turned back to see the young general on the white horse speak in a grave tone, "During the march, drinking is prohibited. Besides those items, just prepare a table of good food."
"Yes!"
The County Magistrate, along with his subordinates, rushed into the city to search for the materials Huo Qubing needed.
Huo Qubing guided his white horse and slowly walked into the city, with the deputy general and the confucian scholar following closely behind. Only the woman in shackles remained where she was.
Huo Qubing frowned and said coldly:
"What? You want me to kill you now?"
A freezing killing intent burst forth from Huo Qubing's eyes. The temperature at the city gate dropped abruptly, a ferocious bolt of lightning tore across the clear sky, and the next moment, thunder roared and exploded!
Crackle—!
The daylight dimmed. The surrounding commoners, upon seeing this, had looks of terror on their faces!
Feeling Huo Qubing's killing intent, the woman, still wearing the shackles, slowly followed the three people into the city.
Lin Qiye, upon seeing this, wanted to step forward and call out to Huo Qubing, but after hesitation, he stopped in his tracks.
In this era, Huo Qubing didn't know him at all. Even if he rushed forward and spoke like a prophet about a bunch of future events, he would have no way to prove his identity. The things he knew were far too distant—nobody could verify them. And based on his understanding of Huo Qubing, it would be difficult to earn the other's trust in a short time.
Most critically, Wu Quan's condition couldn't wait any longer.
Lin Qiye glanced at the ashen-faced Wu Quan behind him and vanished on the spot. He bypassed the main gate of the city wall, arriving at an unguarded section of the high wall. His feet用力一踏, and he directly vaulted over the dozens-of-meters-high wall, entering the city.
His clothing and appearance were nothing like that of a Han dynasty person. If he had entered through the main gate, trouble would have been inevitable. However, climbing over this city wall posed absolutely no difficulty for Lin Qiye.
As Lin Qiye's figure disappeared into the city, Huo Qubing, who was riding along the main road, seemed to sense something. He turned his head slightly to look in the direction he had departed.
Doubt flickered in his eyes.
"Marquis, what's wrong?" the deputy general asked.
"…Nothing." Huo Qubing shook his head. "Let's find a place to rest first."
"The pleasure houses are in that direction." The confucian scholar pointed seriously at a tall building in the distance.
"What pleasure houses?! You yourself are lecherous enough, and now you want to drag the Marquis along?!" The deputy general glared at him fiercely. "If you dare to corrupt the Marquis, I'll chop you up!"
"Hey hey hey, what you're saying—how could the Marquis going to a pleasure house with me be considered corrupting him? Besides, the Marquis is already old enough…"
"That's enough." Huo Qubing spoke calmly, interrupting the scholar. "The County Magistrate has already found a tavern. We'll go there directly."
"…All shall obey the Marquis's command."
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Inside the city, Lin Qiye stopped in front of a medical clinic.
He quickly walked inside, placing Wu Quan on a table. He turned to the apprentices and doctor in the clinic and said:
"Save him."
An elderly man looked at the blood-soaked Wu Quan and was stunned. He stepped forward, feeling Wu Quan's body and checking his pulse. His expression became grave.
"Can you save him?" Lin Qiye asked deeply.
"I can, but the silver…"
"Silver?" Lin Qiye patted his empty pockets and was silent for a moment. He then walked straight to the door of the clinic and locked it.
He turned back to face everyone in the clinic, punched the ground, creating densely packed cracks, and assuming a bully-like posture, said menacingly:
"No silver here. But if you can't save him, you'll all accompany him in death!"
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