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Chapter 102 Stabbing someone in the heart

"Is that so? I'm truly sorry." Liang Jiang sneered, "I wish Madam Fang all the best in achieving her goals and making a name for herself. I hope to drink your celebratory wine soon."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Her arrogance undoubtedly angered Tong Zhao'er. Seeing Liang Jiang turn to leave, she refused to give up and stepped forward, grabbing Liang Jiang's shoulder.

"you give me……"

Before she could finish speaking, Liang Jiang, without turning her head, grabbed her wrist with precision, as if she had eyes. Then, a sharp pain shot through her, and Tong Zhao'er seemed to be suppressed by an immense force. Her knees buckled, and she knelt on one knee on the ground.

The pain was so intense that tears streamed down my face.

Galangal showed no mercy in its actions.

Now that I've already revealed my skills to Tong Shouliang, there's no need to keep hiding them any longer. It's time for you, Tong Zhao'er, to realize your place.

It's time to teach those who bully the orphans and widows of her Duke's mansion a lesson.

"Madam Fang is too kind. There is no need for such a grand gesture. I am unworthy of it."

Tong Zhao'er gritted her teeth and struggled, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree; all her strength was suppressed, and she couldn't exert any force. And to make matters worse, she was in front of so many people, feeling both ashamed and angry.

Seeing Tong Zhao'er at a disadvantage, Fang Chengxu immediately stepped forward and launched a sneak attack on Liang Jiang's back: "Let go!"

Liang Jiang released her grip, twisted her toes, and turned around. The moon-white trailing skirt made Fang Chengxu's vision blur, and then he was kicked solidly in the chest, staggering back three steps before regaining his balance.

The officials and women watching gasped in unison.

Everyone was in disbelief.

Tong Zhao'er was the daughter of a military family. Under the personal guidance of General Tong, she had already distinguished herself in the army.

Fang Chengxu needs no further introduction. He was selected as a martial arts candidate last year after passing through many rounds of trials, and he also made meritorious contributions on the battlefield of Xiliang. His skills are naturally superb.

But the couple couldn't even withstand a single move from Liang Jiang!

It is clear that she helped the Marquis of Huaiyuan's mansion to retrieve the Golden Longevity Star from those bandit masters, relying on her own strength; the so-called relationship was merely a humble way of putting it.

Not to mention taking on Black Wind Temple one-on-one; with his skills, it would be effortless for him.

Fang Chengxu was the most surprised.

To outsiders, his defeat in the fight seemed to be due to carelessness or giving Liang Jiang a slight advantage.

Only he knew in his heart what profound mystery was hidden in Liang Jiang's seemingly casual and unassuming move.

He tried to dodge, but he couldn't dodge at all! So, it wasn't because he was careless or underestimated his opponent, nor was it a lucky coincidence; it was because he was truly outmatched in skill.

If one continues to attack relentlessly, there is absolutely no chance of victory; it would only be self-humiliation.

So he stood there, looking bewildered, and didn't press the matter further.

Before the divorce, he had no idea that Liang Jiang knew kung fu.

He thought that Liang Jiang was just a literate village woman, at most from a relatively well-off family.

But the transformation of the galangal was more and more surprising to him each time.

The city lord of Fucheng, a princess of the Duke's mansion, a renowned disciple of Yuhua Mountain, and a master with extraordinary skills—what surprises will she bring me next?
Tong Zhao'er's attack failed, and she lost face in front of so many people. Seeing Fang Chengxu standing there dumbfounded, staring at Liang Jiang with unwavering eyes full of incredulous amazement and surprise, she was immediately enraged.

It leaped up and, once again overestimating its abilities, launched an attack on Liang Jiang.

Liang Jiang, with her hands behind her back, didn't retaliate. She merely shifted her feet slightly, skillfully dodging every attack from Tong Zhao'er, leaving each of Liang Jiang's frantic strikes hitting nothing but air, failing to even brush against the hem of Tong Zhao'er's clothes. Tong Zhao'er fought more fiercely, and the more she missed, the more she appeared like a clown being toyed with, leading to her growing increasingly frenzied behavior.

After making more than twenty moves, Liang Jiang became increasingly calm and composed, while Tong Zhao'er was exhausted and panting, and was stopped by Fang Chengxu.

"Forget it, we're no match for them."

"Bullshit!" Tong Zhao'er screamed hysterically, "How could I not be her match? What is she anyway? Let me go, I'll definitely trample her under my feet!"

She absolutely refused to admit that she was inferior to Liang Jiang, especially since martial arts were what she was most proud of and what Fang Chengxu admired most.

Liang Jiang put her hands behind her back and refused to fight back. This was disdain, the greatest humiliation she could suffer! It was like slapping herself in the face in public, stabbing herself in the heart!
Never admit defeat!

Liang Jiang smiled contemptuously, took two steps forward, and in a voice only the three of them could hear, mercilessly stabbed him a second time:

"The strong are calm as water, while the weak are easily angered like tigers. The way you are now is like a cat with its claws outstretched."

Your own daughter was murdered, yet you couldn't avenge her, you don't even know who the real killer is. Instead, you only target those you see as weak, taking your anger out on me. Tong Zhao'er, if you don't pity me, who will?

Tong Zhao'er was taken aback: "What are you trying to say? And what do you know?"

Liang Jiang's smile slowly blossomed, and she grinned, "From the moment Fang Chengxu went to Fucheng to bring my mother to the capital, I knew that this was a scheme deliberately set up by someone."

In the lobby, I became absolutely certain that your daughter's death was no accident; there must be something fishy going on. That's why I refused to reconcile or forgive, willing to take a huge gamble. And I won.

Tong Zhao'er's eyes flashed sharply: "You're talking nonsense!"

Fang Chengxu also angrily said, "How could my mother deliberately kill her own granddaughter? Liang Jiang, don't push your luck!"

Liang Jiang scoffed and whispered to Fang Chengxu, "When did I ever say that it was Old Madam Fang who killed your daughter? She's taking the blame for someone else; she's truly innocent."

Fang Chengxu grabbed Liang Jiang's wrist: "Explain yourself! What exactly do you mean by that?"

With a flick of her wrist, Liang Jiang easily broke free from Fang Chengxu's grip, her expression revealing a profound meaning.

"If you have a brain, can't you think about it? There must be clues to who orchestrated this whole thing. Or are you just too afraid to think about it or admit it because of your future? It's truly pathetic for a man to live like this."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Their steps were light and cheerful, tinged with pride.

The people around her were still reeling from her unpredictable and agile movements.

Like father, like son. The disciple personally taught by the Martial Saint of Yuhua Mountain truly lives up to her reputation! Such a Princess Heya is not someone ordinary people can afford to offend.

Those who had been so brazenly pointing, gossiping, and insulting just moments before immediately fell silent, becoming wary and no longer daring to act so presumptuously in person.

Tong Zhao'er stood there dumbfounded, not chasing after him.

She felt as if she had been doused with a bucket of cold water, the chill penetrating to her very bones.

When Old Madam Fang returned home from the yamen that day, she was determined to send Old Madam Fang and Fang Yuan back to Fucheng.

Grandma Fang grabbed Zhao Ma and they fought in the yard, accusing Zhao Ma of deliberately harming her, saying that Zhao Ma made her feed the pills directly to the child, and that Zhao Ma deliberately pinched the child until it cried and choked.

After the child choked, it was Zhao's mother who held the child and tried every means to prevent her from rescuing him.

It was Zhao Ma who deliberately used someone else to kill her granddaughter, hoping to use the opportunity to send her back to Fucheng.

She threw a tantrum, tears streaming down her face, insisting that Fang Chengxu uphold justice for her, even if it meant taking her to the authorities!

(End of this chapter)