My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 410 Zeng Anmin, why are you so clever?!
Whether in close combat or in a standoff, the Imperial City Guards are far superior to these wandering martial artists who appeared out of nowhere.

To become a clerk in the Imperial City Guard, one must be at least at the eighth rank.

An eighth-rank expert is already considered a master in the martial arts world.

Even some sects' top disciples are only at the eighth rank.

This alone is enough to demonstrate the profound resources and strength of the Imperial City Guard.

Therefore, although Tizi only had 150 people, they were not in an advantageous position.

However, the fight against those three hundred or so men in black was not a disadvantage; on the contrary, there was a subtle sense of suppression...

"Who are you?!"

In the darkness, two fourth-rank martial artists dressed in black, their eyes, exposed outside their black veils, subtly changed as they looked towards Liu Shishi in mid-air.

"Isn't this sword famous enough in the martial arts world?"

Liu Shishi's lips curled up slightly, and she blinked her pretty eyes at the two of them.

"Shh!"

A blue sword light suddenly flashed out.

That was her sword.

It circled once on the ground below and then returned to her hand.

"Snap!" Gripping the sword hilt tightly, her eyes turned blue.

"Use your Qi to control your spirit, and your spirit to control your sword. When your chilling soul emerges, the world will be swept away!"

Sixteen words slowly escaped from her lips.

The words were crisp and clear, like ice colliding, each one echoing in one's ears, captivating the senses.

If Zeng Anmin were here, he would probably be speechless.

She could clearly speak in Beijing dialect, and her voice is so lively and beautiful, so why does she always have to speak in a way that sounds like "Disorderly Beauty"?!
But beneath that pleasant voice lay a chilling murderous intent.

"Chirp!"

A blue array emerged from her hands.

The Frost Soul Sword pierced through the formation, its speed increasing several times over!
In the pitch-black night.

That icy blue color was like the most anticipated killing intent in the world!
"Dual-wheel layout, turn!!"

Just as the blue, cold sword was about to fall.

The two fourth-rank martial artists wielding the spinning wheels showed expressions of horror in their eyes.

Clearly, they had already discerned the identity of the sword's owner from these sixteen characters.

But there was no time to say more; he could only do his best to circulate the martial arts energy within his body to resist the cold sword.

Because that blue sword was just too fast!
"Bang!!"

The blue sword was blocked by the spinning wheel at the critical moment.

But the force of the blue sword, along with the chilling killing intent it carried, caused the two wheel-wielding warriors to lose their balance and be thrown backward!

"puff!"

A trickle of blood had already seeped from the mouth of the warrior on the left.

"Liu Sanniang!"

"Liu Sanniang of the Xuanzhen Division!"

Only then did the two martial artists suddenly realize what was happening, and looked at Liu Shishi, who was floating in the air, with utter shock.

"Tsk."

Liu Shishi's lips twitched slightly, and a hint of displeasure appeared on her face:
"I hate this damn Third Sister the most."

"You bunch of peasants, if you can't come up with a catchy nickname, don't come up with one!"

The next moment, her body flashed from the air to the ground.

"clatter."

Footsteps sounded slowly, and she had already arrived behind Sima Nan.

"How's it going?"

As Liu Shishi spoke, the blue Cold Soul Sword suddenly returned to her side, hilt facing upwards and tip pointing downwards, hovering behind her.

"Lord Liu," Sima Nan grinned, rubbing his arm as he said with a wry smile.

"It's alright, he won't die."

"If you're not going to die, draw your sword." Liu Shishi glanced at him indifferently, then looked at the three hundred or so men in black and the two fourth-rank martial artists leading them:

"Capture them alive if you can."

"I want to see what this Xuanlun Manor is really up to."

"Yes."

With a major battle looming, Sima Nan dared not hesitate for a moment.

He slowly raised his head, and the horizontal sword in his hand gradually turned crimson.

Her red eyes stared emotionlessly at the two fourth-rank martial artists.

"Our company almost died at your hands just now."

"Well done." Sima Nan grinned, revealing a mouthful of gleaming white teeth:
"I will now personally kill the two of you to curry favor with Lord Zeng."

He then bowed to Liu Shishi and said, "Please, Lord Liu, do not take action. I will avenge this personally."

"Whatever." Liu Shishi was indifferent to these crude and absurd ideas of these brutes.

She indeed crossed her arms, leaned against a tree, and watched Sima Nan as if watching a play.

Sima Nan smiled cruelly.

He looked at the two fourth-rank martial artists.

"Om!!"

The fiery red blade in his hand could no longer be contained, and suddenly it shone with a sun-like light in the night sky.

As crimson streaks across the sky.

It will surely stir up a huge storm.

"die!!"

Before a sound was uttered, the figure had already arrived.

Although Sima Nan's voice was devoid of emotion, everyone could hear the anger hidden in his heart.

"Buzz!!" The fiery red domain was activated at full power.

An immense force, like a waterfall, cascaded down from above!
The two fourth-rank martial artists had just recovered from the discomfort caused by Liu Shishi's attack when they had to face Sima Nan's furious, all-out strike.

But the two had no choice; not wanting to die, they had to grit their teeth and block it.

Fortunately, the two of them coordinated their two wheels extremely well.

Even the slightest opening in their defense was seized upon by these two.

"Combination!"

"kill!"

Two loud shouts.

The golden wheel suddenly increased its speed, and a dazzling golden light emanated from it.

It formed a stark contrast with the crimson color.

"Ding!!!"

The red blade fell, striking the golden wheel.

In the darkness of the night, countless beasts and insects were awakened.

Blocked!!

The two men holding the wheel looked at the red blade hovering in the air, and a hint of joy flashed in their eyes.

They exchanged a glance, and their gazes instantly turned fierce!
"Kill Sima Nan first."

"Then, if the two of us join forces to resist Liu San Niang, we might just be able to fight her!"

With just a glance, the two understood each other's thoughts.

The next moment, two different iron wheels suddenly flashed from the sleeves of the two people!

The edge of the iron wheel gleamed coldly.

It spun straight around in the air, bypassing Sima Nan's fiery red color, and headed towards his neck!

These two iron wheels are not big; you can't even notice them unless you look closely.

Like a ghost.

Sima Nan only sensed it when he got close.

But a slight smile appeared on his lips as he looked down at the two men, ignoring the two iron wheels, his expression suddenly turning fierce.

"die!!"

He used all the martial arts energy within him to press down fiercely on the two of them!
This caught the two of them completely off guard.

"puff!"

Both of them suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

But his face showed surprise and delight!

Because the two of them had seen with their own eyes that the two iron wheel-shaped hidden weapons they had just quietly launched were now only two inches away from Sima Nan's neck!
"Die!!"

Their blood-stained smiles held a cruel glint. "Ding!"

"You little rascal, why don't you dodge?"

Liu Shishi's somewhat exasperated voice rang out, and at this moment her figure had already appeared behind Sima Nan like a ghost.

The moment the blue aura appeared, it blocked the two iron wheels, saving Sima Nan from certain death.

"Lord Liu will not abandon his subordinate."

Sima Nan chuckled sheepishly, his blade already pressed down on the heads of the two men.

"Don't let them die, Zeng Anmin is still useful."

Liu Shishi glared at Sima Nan, then glanced at the two fourth-rank martial arts masters.

He slowly raised his hand and pointed his index finger at the two fourth-rank martial artists.

?

What does this gesture mean?

The two fourth-rank martial artists were stunned.

Then a light suddenly flashed deep in their pupils.

It's a blue light!

"puff!!"

Lan Jian had already hidden behind the two men without anyone noticing.

Suddenly, it darted in from behind and pierced through both of their collarbones at the same time!
"Wow!!"

Blood spurted out.

The blue light disappeared from the sword.

However, the collarbones of those two people were already locked by blue light.

After locking down their cultivation levels, Liu Shishi clapped her hands and looked at Sima Nan with satisfaction: "You acted very well just now."

"Hehe." Sima Nan scratched his head.

He was a warrior, and admitted it was crude.

But he's not stupid.

How could they possibly let a third-rank Xuanzhen Division Grand Array Master protect them without actually doing anything?

It's just to end the battle faster.

"I just wonder what these two look like?"

Sima Nan slowly turned around and looked at the two fourth-rank martial artists, a sinister smile already appearing on his face.

He moved his feet and stood in front of the two people.

The blue light continued to flicker around the two, locking down their martial arts cultivation.

He stretched out his rough, calloused hands and tore off the black cloths covering the two men's faces.

Two identical faces were revealed!
"Twins born at the same birth?"

Sima Nan frowned slightly when he saw the two identical faces:

"How come I've never heard of two such grandmaster-level masters in the martial arts world?"

"Xuanlun Manor has a profound foundation." Liu Shishi strolled over casually, her pretty eyes lingering on the two of them, stroking her chin as she said:
"However, it can be confirmed that the two of them used the Golden Wheel Seven Revolutions, a secret technique of Xuanlun Manor."

"Never mind all that, just tie them up first, and leave the rest to Zeng Anmin."

Liu Shishi took out a rope from her waist, flicked her finger, and darted to the two people, wrapping them up like dumplings.

"Yes." Sima Nan nodded, then looked at the black-clad men who had been routed by the rabbit soldiers, and called out to them:
"Damn it, don't kill them all! Leave some alive!!"

…………

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

The grain reserves of 120,000 shi (a unit of dry measure) have been depleted.

If no new grain arrives in the city tonight, then the millions of disaster victims inside...

During these ten days, Sun Chuanfang visited Zeng Anmin's residence almost every day to do ideological work with him.

"Lord Sun is here again?"

Zeng Anmin looked at Sun Chuanfang; he had grown accustomed to Sun Chuanfang's visits.

“Zengtidu, panic is starting to spread among the disaster victims.”

Sun Chuanfang looked rather grim today. Upon seeing Zeng Anmin, he cut to the chase:

"I don't know who leaked the news, but they said that we officials who came to provide disaster relief were embezzling the government's disaster relief funds, and now the grain reserves are not enough."

"Moreover, the fact that they've been putting sand in the porridge lately has only strengthened their belief that we've embezzled the money."

"I had to use all my persuasion to calm those disaster victims down and promise them that they would definitely have enough food tomorrow!"

Sun Chuanfang took a deep breath and looked at Zeng Anmin, saying:

"If that scoundrel Sima Nan doesn't bring the grain by tomorrow..."

"Don't worry, we will." Zeng Anmin smiled, then asked, "Have you found out who spread the news?"

Sun Chuanfang shook his head: "The Governor-General of Xiliu has already sent people to investigate, but there is still no news."

"Oh……"

Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Zeng Anmin, I'm back."

A familiar voice sounded.

Sun Chuanfang and Zeng Anmin both looked up at the same time.

Then they saw the sky above the courtyard.

Liu Shishi stood smiling on the flying sword, arms crossed, looking at Zeng Anmin:
"You guessed right, someone really did come to rob the grain."

"Sima Nandu almost died, but luckily I arrived in time and saved him."

"What?! Who dares to rob the imperial court's life-saving grain?!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Chuanfang's expression changed drastically, and he looked towards Zeng Anmin.

Zeng Anmin did not answer him immediately, but instead looked intently at Liu Shishi:

"Were any survivors?"

"Of course!" Liu Shishi's face showed a look of pride as she looked at Zeng Anmin and said:

"I've left quite a few. Ask me whatever you want."

At this point, she looked at Zeng Anmin with some confusion and asked, "How did you know that someone would definitely come to rob the grain?"

Zeng Anmin said expressionlessly, "After that day on the Ganges, when I saw that fleet of ships without flags."

"what?"

Liu Shishi's expression froze for a moment.

Zeng Anmin revealed a cold smile: "When I boarded the Xuanlun Manor's fleet, I was unaware of the Xuanlun Manor's standing in the martial arts world."

"It wasn't until Dongfang Sheng told me that Xuanlun Manor was the number one power in the martial arts world."

"Then let me ask you, which bandit family would be so bold as to rob the Xiliu Tribute Wine being transported by Xuanlun Manor?"

As he said this, a strange light flickered in his eyes:

"But on the ship, the person in charge took down the flag because the pirates had repeatedly attacked the fleet."

"Who would believe such a self-contradictory explanation?"

"Do you believe it?"

Zeng Anmin raised his eyebrows and looked at Liu Shishi.

“I certainly don’t believe it!” Sun Chuanfang suddenly looked up at Zeng Anmin: “So…”

"So they deliberately took down their flags to attract our attention and make me lead the Imperial Guards to chase after them."

At this point, Zeng Anmin took a deep breath, his gaze becoming somewhat profound, and said:

"They're using this as a diversionary tactic to deliberately hinder our progress."

"The purpose is to compete with us for grain in various counties later."

"what?!"

Sun Chuanfang's eyes widened suddenly: "This...this...this is too...unreasonable..."

He spoke somewhat haltingly.

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he looked at Zeng Anmin and asked, "Since you already knew they were up to something when you were on that fleet, why did you act as if you didn't know anything later?"

"It's very simple."

Zeng Anmin looked up at the window expressionlessly: "Our disaster relief team keeps our entire journey a secret."

Why did that fleet appear at that crucial moment?

"It was as if they knew we would arrive there at that time."

"What does this prove?" Liu Shishi asked, puzzled.

"This means they have people in our fleet!!" Sun Chuanfang suddenly looked up, staring at Zeng Anmin in shock.

"Yes!"

Zeng Anmin nodded with a smile.

(End of this chapter)