He had not even touched the other party’s sleeve when he was sent flying by a fiercely raised long leg. He passed out on the spot. That graceful and handsome kick made women crazy with infatuation and men nervous with jealousy, With a neat retraction of his leg, Pei Qinghan lifted his eyes towards a certain direction, his thin lips slightly curved in a cold and mocking smirk. Immediately after, three young men rushed over, and before they could even see how the other party made his move, all three were already on the ground, wailing without the strength to rise. So handsome... Lin Qianqian excitedly fangirled, while Bai Xiangxiang frowned, wondering if it needed to be that exaggerated. In her heart, Yan Song was the most handsome man in the world, and no one could ever push the idol out of the depths of her heart, although she admitted this person was a bit handsome. Five... ten... In a dazzling whirl, a group of people lay scattered on the ground, and that man, from beginning to end, stood there, even the arc of his stance not differing in the slightest, with clothes unstained and features clear and moist. Seeing this scene, those left felt a shocking sense of awe in the pits of their stomachs. This man was too formidable. Despite looking weak, his movements were swift as the wind, putting down his opponents in no time at all. But with the attraction of the Koenigsegg, they gritted their teeth and continued to throw themselves at him, only to meet the same fate without exception. Boys were sprawled all over the ground while the girls watched with hearts bursting, he was simply too cool for words. "Clap clap clap..." Suddenly, applause rang out, "Truly worthy of Master Pei, holding Huxia Pass alone, unapproachable by tens of thousands." In Jiangzhou, there was only one person who could be called Master Pei. The way everyone looked at the man changed. They no longer cared about the Koenigsegg; no one wanted to provoke the King of Hell. Bai Xiangxiang knitted her brows: "Master Pei?" Lin Qianqian’s face was filled with disbelief: "That’s the notorious Master Pei of the underworld, the entire south is his domain. Rumors say this man kills without blinking, dubbed the living King of Hell; if the King of Hell demands your death at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth. I thought he would be a middle-aged uncle, but who knew he would be so young and handsome. To have a passionate romance with such a man, that would be so romantic..." Bai Xiangxiang was familiar with this name because her father had once nearly fallen at his hands. She hadn’t expected... She looked at the man standing under the bright white lights, tall and graceful, warm and elegant. How could such a person be connected with the King of Hell? Seeing him brought to mind a line. A jade man on the lane, unparalleled in the world. It was precisely such an extreme contrast that made people’s hearts even more tumultuous and fearful. "Release him, and I will personally hand over Huxia Pass to you," Pei Qinghan said, his not-so-loud voice clearly floating to every corner of the hall, chilling to the ear and heart-stopping. The man who was being hung suddenly shot upwards, dropping down onto the roof. Amidst the commotion, he gradually came to. With a cough, his somewhat confused gaze locked onto a figure below. Then his eyes bulged, "Brother Han... Go quickly, don’t worry about me, just go..." Ning Zihuan had used him as bait, laying a trap as dense as the heavens and the earth, all to kill Brother Han. Brother Han was such a clever person, how could he possibly fall for it? It was all his fault; he had been too impulsive and fell for Ning Zihuan’s vile plot. If Brother Han got into any trouble because of rescuing him, he could die a hundred times and it would still be his blame. Pei Qinghan’s gaze stayed fixed on him, and even at a distance, he could see the emotions buried in those eyes clearly. He couldn’t help but bow his head, pressing his lips together without a word. "Pei Qinghan, I’m not my older sister, who you can fool with a few words. If you want to take him with you, fine, a life for a life. Leave your life behind, and I’ll release him," said a slender young man as he slowly emerged from the darkness, his handsome eyebrows and compliant smile at first glance belonging to a gentle boy-next-door. However, the thick fog swirling in the depths of his eyes was like the most bewitching abyss in the darkness, his thin lips curled in a cold and cruel smile. "Third Young Master..." someone from below called out. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel{f}ire.net Ning Zihuan swept his gaze over the crowd, and where it passed, heads bowed, daring not to meet his eyes. A dagger was thrown at Pei Qinghan’s feet. The young man’s mouth curved into a mischievous arc, clashing with that seemingly innocent face, and casting a sinister shadow. "A life for a life, that’s the deal, it’s fair," Pei Qinghan said, glancing at the youth, a light chuckle in his voice: "Truly, the young are the heroes of our time. Third Young Master has even more courage than your sister. With such a figure in the Ning Family, how could it possibly decline?"