The Villain Snatched the Protagonist’s Master at the Start - Chapter 13:

Chapter 13: Snatching the Bride

On the arena platform, Chen Ningbing glanced at Xiao Fan and immediately saw through his cultivation—he was only at the 1st stage Vein Condensation Realm. She shook her head and said, “No need to waste time. You’re not my opponent.”

Xiao Fan smiled faintly, “Heh, how would you know if you don’t try?”

His gaze was full of confidence. Hearing that, Chen Ningbing frowned but still stood up, pointing her sword at Xiao Fan, “Since you’re so determined to challenge me, I’ll give you a chance.”

Sword light surged. As she slashed out, Xiao Fan’s eyes lit up with fighting spirit. He clenched his fist, flames spiraling around it. With a low shout, he punched out, meeting the sharp sword light with his bare hands.

Boom!

A muffled thud rang out. Xiao Fan staggered back two steps, but the sword light was shattered by his punch. He exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked at Chen Ningbing, “Miss Chen, little tricks like this aren’t enough to beat me.”

Chen Ningbing’s eyes narrowed. She had underestimated Xiao Fan. That strike just now could have defeated an ordinary Golden Body Realm cultivator, yet Xiao Fan, with just the 1st stage Vein Condensation Realm, had blocked it with ease.

He was a genius!

Her expression turned serious, and the aura around her grew sharp, “I underestimated you. Now, we start over.”

…

“Tsk, looks like Xiao Fan might actually beat Chen Ningbing,” Qin Jiang said with a sigh.

In his arms, Ye Ling’er trembled slightly. She lowered her head, unwilling to watch the battle on the platform. But she knew, with Qin Jiang here, even if Xiao Fan defeated Chen Ningbing, there was no way he’d win the beauty in the end. Still… she felt disappointed that Xiao Fan had found someone else so quickly.

But thinking about it, her relationship with Xiao Fan was merely that of siblings. Though feelings existed between them, neither had spoken up. Now that Xiao Fan was pursuing another woman, it technically had nothing to do with her.

These thoughts left Ye Ling’er increasingly disheartened.

More importantly, with Qin Jiang’s presence, there was no longer any possibility between her and Xiao Fan.

Just like now—while Xiao Fan was fighting on the arena, she was leaning in Qin Jiang’s arms. And strangely, deep down inside, a strange emotion stirred within her…

Excitement!

Yes, she actually felt a sense of excitement.

This made her feel both ashamed and slightly thrilled. Her pretty face blushed faintly.

Qin Jiang gave her a strange look.

Why was Ye Ling’er blushing again?

At first, it had been from shyness and resistance. When he held her, she would flush with embarrassment. But now, she was already used to it.

Yet this time…

Qin Jiang suddenly turned to look at the arena. Could it be because of Xiao Fan?

He licked his lips, a dark glint flashing in his eyes. He leaned in close to Ye Ling’er’s ear and whispered, “I’ll be making a move soon. Stay by my side.”

“No!” Ye Ling’er abruptly snapped out of it.

She quickly shook her head. Though she felt a bit excited inside, the thought of confronting Xiao Fan while clinging to Qin Jiang terrified her.

Qin Jiang sneered and grabbed her chin, “You don’t have the right to refuse.”

“Mmm~” Ye Ling’er’s eyes shimmered with pleading, her delicate red lips quivering slightly. She looked pitiful and helpless.

Qin Jiang scooped her up and placed her on the windowsill, then glanced at Xiao Fan on the arena. “From this position, he’ll see you the moment he looks up.”

He leaned in slightly, a wicked grin spreading on his lips.

Ye Ling’er trembled. She took a glance at the arena and immediately turned her head away, afraid Xiao Fan would see her. At the same time, Qin Jiang’s slightly heavy breathing made her heart pound faster.

“You… what are you trying to do?” Ye Ling’er’s voice trembled.

As soon as the words left her mouth, Qin Jiang pressed in close.

Her face was gripped roughly and turned toward him, forcing her to face him directly.

Their breaths mingled against each other’s faces. As Qin Jiang’s face grew larger in Ye Ling’er’s eyes, her pupils shrank.

“No… mm~”

Ye Ling’er’s body stiffened, tears flowing uncontrollably from her beautiful eyes.

No one knew how much time passed. When Ye Ling’er was nearly out of breath, Qin Jiang finally lifted his head.

By now, Ye Ling’er’s body had completely collapsed. If Qin Jiang hadn’t been holding her, she could barely stand. Her breathing was labored, her face flushed red, her eyes tightly shut, and her trembling eyelashes betrayed her unease.

Qin Jiang looked toward the arena. Chen Ningbing was already at a disadvantage. After all, Xiao Fan possessed the Fire God Body. Though he was a whole major realm behind, his divine body easily bridged the gap.

Looking down at Ye Ling’er, she seemed lost in a daze—perhaps from her first kiss, or maybe just too shy to open her eyes.

Qin Jiang couldn’t be bothered to ask her opinion. He simply carried Ye Ling’er and leapt down from the window. After a few flashes, he landed on the arena.

With a wave of his arm, he interrupted the duel.

“Xiao Fan, long time no see.”

Qin Jiang looked at Xiao Fan, smiling faintly.

The familiar voice made Xiao Fan’s body stiffen. He looked up sharply, and his eyes instantly contracted.

“Ling’er?!”

Xiao Fan stared in disbelief, eyes locked on Ye Ling’er in Qin Jiang’s arms—her blushing face and delicate, weakened appearance…

He could already imagine what had happened between them.

In an instant, his eyes turned bloodshot, his heart felt like it was bleeding. He gritted his teeth and roared, “What did you do to Ling’er!!!”

Qin Jiang smirked. He could feel Ye Ling’er’s tense body. Clearly, she was awake—but unwilling to face reality, she kept her eyes closed and leaned against him.

Looking at Xiao Fan, who looked like he wanted to devour him alive but didn’t dare make a move, Qin Jiang chuckled and pointed to the restaurant window behind him.

“Just now, Ling’er and I were right at that window… watching you—”

“Shut up!”

Before he could finish, Xiao Fan couldn’t take it anymore.

Ye Ling’er’s face flushed even more. Her body trembled, lips tightly clenched, and suddenly, a barely audible moan reached Qin Jiang’s ears.

He blinked, looked down at Ye Ling’er, and his expression turned strange.

No way… Ye Ling’er actually…

He sniffed slightly—and sure enough, a faint “fragrance” entered his nostrils.

“Qin Jiang, you—”

“Get lost!” Qin Jiang shouted coldly.

A wave of sound burst out, directly blasting Xiao Fan off the platform.

He didn’t feel like wasting time bickering with Xiao Fan now.

Ye Ling’er’s current state left him speechless. This effect was way too strong!

Not capitalizing on the moment would be a waste.

After a brief thought, Qin Jiang looked at Chen Ningbing, then shouted loudly, “Hei Long, get out here and do your job! Tear down the arena. No need to continue the martial contest. This woman belongs to me. Kick the others out!”