Ten minutes later.
He Qiyan followed Zhang Yang back to his home.
As soon as the two entered the door, Zhang Yang, who was walking in front, didn't even turn on the lights.
The smile on his face instantly vanished, and he chose to act directly!
Fortunately.
He Qiyan had always been wary of Zhang Yang.
She immediately drew the long whip from her waist and took half a step back.
The long whip whistled through the air.
*Crack!*
"You scoundrel, what do you want to do?" He Qiyan said sternly.
"Once I subdue you, I'll naturally let you know what I want to do," Zhang Yang's eyes flashed with ferocity as he lunged forward.
Instantly, the true qi within him surged.
His right hand formed a palm and struck towards He Qiyan.
Although the room was pitch black, He Qiyan was no ordinary person.
Sensing the danger in front of her, she unleashed her qi and swung her long whip, blocking Zhang Yang three feet away.
However, He Qiyan's long whip did not harm Zhang Yang in the slightest.
Zhang Yang's palm of true qi firmly grasped the whip, as steady as a mountain.
"You have some skill. It seems you were the one who broke into my house and silenced people at Fengyun Bar!" Zhang Yang said.
"Broke into my house? Silenced people at Fengyun Bar? I don't understand what you're talking about!" He Qiyan asked, confused.
She had no idea what Zhang Yang was talking about.
"Heh, there are only the two of us now. Are you still planning to play dumb?" Zhang Yang sneered.
"I really don't know what you're talking about! When did I ever come to your house? And where is Fengyun Bar?" He Qiyan was also angry.
"You've clearly mistaken me for someone else. I haven't done either of those things."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang sneered, "Do you think I'll believe your nonsense? I'll interrogate you properly after I beat you down!"
As he spoke.
Zhang Yang grabbed the long whip with his right hand and pulled it towards himself with force.
He Qiyan was pulled along with it.
But she showed no panic at all, as if she was deliberately approaching him to comply with Zhang Yang.
Before following Zhang Yang, He Qiyan remembered what Grandpa He had told her.
She might as well take this opportunity to test Zhang Yang's strength.
In the darkness.
He Qiyan, using the momentum of Zhang Yang pulling the whip, closed in on him.
Zhang Yang's left hand formed a fist and punched directly at her.
He showed no mercy to his enemies, regardless of whether they were women.
However, He Qiyan was also prepared.
As she approached Zhang Yang, she retaliated with a punch.
*Boom!*
*Stomp, stomp, stomp.*
After a head-on clash, both of them retreated.
Zhang Yang retreated five steps, and He Qiyan retreated three.
"The opponent's strength is not simple!"
This thought appeared in both their minds simultaneously.
He Qiyan was surprised.
Few people her age had broken through to the Yin Yuan realm.
How had Zhang Yang, who belonged to no sect, reached this stage?
Meanwhile, Zhang Yang muttered to himself that He Qiyan's strength had clearly surpassed the Nei Jia Qi Ti realm.
The qi in He Qiyan's punch just now was clearly much more substantial than that of the Nei Jia Qi Ti realm.
It seemed.
He had been targeted by some mysterious organization without his knowledge.
But why were they after him?
"Again!" Zhang Yang shouted.
No matter what, he had to control He Qiyan today and get some answers.
"Bring it on, I'm not afraid of you!" He Qiyan was also angered.
Before returning to Jiangnan City, she was the feared "Ghost姬" (Gui Ji) Luo Sha. How could she be afraid of Zhang Yang?
*Bang, bang, bang!*
*Boom, boom, boom!*
In the darkness, Zhang Yang and He Qiyan fought fiercely, neither giving way.
However, overall.
Zhang Yang's combat experience was not as rich as He Qiyan's.
If it weren't for his true qi being able to restrain He Qiyan's qi.
Zhang Yang would have likely been defeated long ago.
*Bang!*
They exchanged another punch, and both retreated.
"If you want to play, I'll play with you," He Qiyan said sternly.
As they fought, her temper flared.
Deciding not to engage in close combat, she decided to leverage her advantage and swung her long whip at Zhang Yang.
"This whip should be quite effective for spanking your butt," Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes and said sternly.
Using the moonlight, he could vaguely see the shadow of the long whip.
Although it was blurry, he could still make out some details.
This was the advantage brought by the "Carefree Immortal Scripture."
Instantly.
He Qiyan's long whip swung towards him repeatedly.
The whip shadows were extremely fast, accompanied by a whistling sound that made one's scalp tingle.
If this whip struck someone, it would surely tear their flesh.
This time, Zhang Yang did not choose to confront it head-on.
Empty-handed, he had no disadvantage.
He knew he had to get close to He Qiyan and engage in close combat to have a chance of subduing her.
Zhang Yang weaved and dodged the whip's pursuit.
Although he appeared to be in a desperate situation, this was merely a facade created by Zhang Yang to deceive He Qiyan.
After a series of desperate escapes, He Qiyan sneered.
"Is all you have left the ability to run away?"
"You dead old hag, if you have the guts, put down your whip and let's fight hand-to-hand!" Zhang Yang cursed.
"You dare to insult me? You're seeking death!"
...
He Qiyan was enraged, and the speed of her whip strikes increased.
The sounds of *crackling* were incessant.
However, under such high-intensity swinging.
He Qiyan would also reach her limit.
Zhang Yang, who had been dodging all along, found an opportunity, his eyes flashing with brilliance.
"Now's the time!"
He silently chanted in his heart.
No longer dodging, his body turned into an afterimage and he swooped forward.
His right hand formed a claw and reached for He Qiyan's neck, aiming for a one-hit kill.
"Not good!"
Sensing Zhang Yang's fierce approach, He Qiyan inwardly exclaimed.
She immediately leaped up, attempting to escape Zhang Yang's attack with a somersault.
However, Zhang Yang was faster.
As He Qiyan leaped up, Zhang Yang had already reached her.
His right hand formed a claw and reached for He Qiyan's neck.
However...
An accident occurred.
The sensation Zhang Yang's palm transmitted was very strange.
He instinctively grabbed twice more.
*Chirp, chirp.*
What was going on?
"Strange, why is this neck round and soft?" Zhang Yang asked suspiciously.
"Ah!"
At the same time.
A soft, piercing scream rang out.
The sound, starting strong and then weakening, gradually turned into a groan.
"You... you scoundrel, let go of your hand quickly, or I'll chop you off right now!" He Qiyan said, her face flushed red.
"Damn it! It's really not suitable for fighting in this darkness!"
Zhang Yang felt a bit embarrassed, quickly let go of his hand, and turned on the light.
When he saw He Qiyan's angry face, a mixture of anger and shame, he said somewhat apologetically.
"It was too dark just now, I didn't pay attention."
However, He Qiyan did not listen to Zhang Yang's explanation, her body exuding killing intent, and she shouted.
"You scoundrel, don't make excuses! I'll kill you!"
With that, He Qiyan was about to charge at Zhang Yang.
Clearly, she was preparing to fight seriously!
Fortunately, at this moment, Grandpa He's voice suddenly came from outside the house.
"Youth is good, it has vitality. You've only known each other for a short while, and you're already at it?"
"Those *patter* sounds were quite impactful."
"Qiyan, Zhang Yang might not have extra blankets, so I've put the blankets by the door."
"When you're done, remember to bring them in."
"But young people should be moderate, it's enough, don't overdo it."
Outside the house.
Grandpa He's words almost made He Qiyan fall.
It seemed that the sounds of fighting from inside, along with the strange groans, had caused an unnecessary misunderstanding.
However, Grandpa He's voice also helped He Qiyan regain her composure, and she no longer harbored murderous intent towards Zhang Yang.
But not harboring murderous intent did not mean that Zhang Yang's earlier violation of her had been forgotten.