I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

Han Zhan reacted and put at least five body lengths between himself and Andrew.

What a joke, I intended to have some fun, not to be played with!

No, I was just curious to take a look!

Seeing Han Zhan's reaction, Andrew's smile widened, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes gathered like an old chrysanthemum.

"Seems like you're not too willing."

"I like those who resist like you, because the more you resist, the more excited I get."

The old white man helping to unload cargo at the dock also saw this scene. He threw a bag of flour from his shoulder and shouted to Han Zhan, "Young man, just agree to it."

"He's an Imperial Dawn Knight, you're no match for him."

Before the old man could finish his words, he received a kick from behind, and a big black man came over and kicked him to the side.

"Who told you to talk too much?" The big man cursed and urged the old man to hurry up and keep working, not to meddle.

Andrew heard these words but didn't get angry.

He still kept a smile on his face and then stepped closer to Han Zhan once more.

In his eyes, the young man in front of him, with delicate skin and handsome features, was sure to become the new star at the Nightingale Inn, earning him a fortune in commission.

If an opportunity arose, he wouldn't mind savoring the taste of that delicate skin himself.

Thinking of this, Andrew licked the corner of his mouth.

"Dawn Knight?" Han Zhan heard this term and retrieved the relevant information from the external chip's information library.

A Dawn Knight is affiliated with the Imperial Knight Order, a title for Tier Five Knights.

In the Imperial Knight Order, knights below Tier Five are ordinary knights with no special titles. Only after reaching Tier Five and above would one have the chance to receive honors and be granted a special title.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly lecherous middle-aged man Andrew turned out to be a genuine Tier Five Dawn Knight.

"Are you scared? It's good if you are. However, I still like your defiant look from earlier."

Andrew smiled as he approached Han Zhan, and at the same time, a solemn and majestic voice emerged from his mouth. "Courage!"

With Andrew's light shout, Han Zhan saw a silvery-white aura appear instantly at his feet, the Courage Aura.

This is how Imperial Knights fight.

Unlike other factions, the Empire's strength lies in the fact that all cultivators under its rule have only one path to choose: the path of the knight!

The Empire's founder had already paved a long way down the knight's road, and those who followed reaped the benefits. Knights of the Empire don't have to temper their innate talents or improve their compatibility with their contracted spirit like the Great Xia Spirit Contract Masters.

They only need firm faith, fighting without fear.

These auras are powers granted to them upon their faith in the Imperial Relics, the "Knight's Code."

There are many types of auras, and the Courage Aura is the most commonly used in knightly combat, capable of enhancing one's physical abilities to some extent.

With the enhancement, the muscles beneath Andrew's broad robe swelled with power.

He reached out with a speed like lightning, attempting to grab Han Zhan.

Andrew's talon-like hand changed its expression sharply when it grasped Han Zhan's shoulder, suddenly realizing he seemed to have grabbed not just a shoulder but a solid piece of granite.

Andrew's face turned dramatically.

But it was too late.

At this moment, Andrew held Han Zhan's shoulder with his right hand, facing an open space. Unfazed by close combat, how could Han Zhan pass up such an opportunity?

A punch.

From Han Zhan throwing the punch to hitting Andrew's right rib and hearing the sound of bones shattering, Andrew was knocked back through the air.

This entire process took less than a second.

Everyone at the dock thought Andrew was going to teach this unappreciative young man a lesson, capturing him to serve the wealthy. The next moment's occurrence left them dumbfounded.

Andrew was knocked away?

A Tier Five Dawn Knight, blessed by the Courage Aura, barely touched that young man's body before being flung back.

Andrew lay on the ground like a dead dog, curled up from the excruciating pain in his right rib.

It was overconfidence. Originally, I thought the ones sent to the City of Extreme Evil were small fry, but it turned out to be a big shark!

You can't really blame Andrew, as people sent to the City of Extreme Evil usually fell into a few categories: targeted wastrels, notorious criminals, or heinous villains.

Andrew hadn't seen the latter two in over thirty years.

To him, the City of Extreme Evil could be renamed the City of Wastrels.

He hadn't expected to be so unlucky today, crashing into a huge rock.

Footsteps echoed near his ears as Han Zhan slowly strolled over.

He was at Tier Six Peak now, handling a Tier Five Dawn Knight was almost like dealing with a small fry.

Han Zhan crouched down, looking at Andrew, pretending to be dead on the ground, and asked, "A Tier Five Knight, moreover a Dawn Knight with honorary titles, why are you in the City of Extreme Evil?"

"I worked as a pimp in the Empire, bringing the wife of a Tier Six Justice Knight to the bed of another Tier Seven Punishment Knight."

Han Zhan: "..."

This is indeed indescribable behavior.

"But merely being a Tier Six Justice Knight, even if you offended him, shouldn't have the power to send you to the City of Extreme Evil."

"Could it be that the Tier Six Justice Knight is the biological son of a High Tier Knight?"

Andrew swallowed a mouthful of bloody foam and sighed. "No, not really."

"I simply got beaten by that Tier Six Justice Knight, and the matter should've ended there."

"However, later, quite a few Tier Six Knights' wives, and even Tier Seven Knights' wives, came looking for me, hoping I'd arrange introductions to those more talented and powerful knights."

Han Zhan: "6"

Their circle is really chaotic, hard to imagine the Imperial Knights' wives having such peculiar tastes.

"You don't understand the fatal attraction of powerful knights to women. Cough, cough, cough." Andrew shook his head, not explaining further.

"You're a true pimp." Han Zhan, hearing this, felt a bit of reverence.

But he had not an ounce of sympathy for this person who tried to send him off to be played with by others.

"What... what do you want to do?!" Looking at Han Zhan, who had stood up again, Andrew's tone finally contained some panic.

"Nothing much."

Han Zhan looked at Andrew lying on the ground.

"I'm new here, utterly penniless, so—"

"Cough up some gold coins, old cockroach."