The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

Having lived in Zhen'an County for a long time, she had developed feelings for the people and the trees and plants there, and she certainly did not want to see Zhen'an County suffer.

It takes half a day to get from Yangxin to Liangjiangbang Water Village.

However, An Qingwan only spent a quarter of an hour resolving the misunderstanding between the Caobang and Liangjiang gangs.

As it turns out, sometimes physics is more effective than theory in this world.

When the Canal Gang arrived at the gate of his water fortress, You Qianfan, the leader of the Liangjiang Gang, was so angry that he cursed Xiang Dongnan's ancestors for eighteen generations.

No matter how Fu Zhiyuan explained, he remained unmoved, as if he were talking nonsense.

"You think I'm afraid of you just because you've brought in a helper?"

Even if the King of Heaven himself came today, he couldn't save you!

However, You Qianfan's attitude changed quickly.

An Qingwan didn't say anything, she simply stood out, simply drew her bow and nocked an arrow, and simply shot an arrow from five hundred paces away, piercing the iron pillar on the roof of the main hall of the Liangjiang Gang's water stronghold.

Upon realizing what had happened, You Qianfan immediately changed.

Her voice became softer, her tone gentler, she no longer spoke in a effeminate manner, and she became more reasonable than anyone else.

"So that's how it is. It was all a misunderstanding."

"That bastard Huo Tongtian! I trusted him so much, and he actually colluded with the Prince of Pingnan's mansion to harm me!"

"If it weren't for the arrival of the Goddess, my Liangjiang Gang and Cao Gang would probably have been swallowed up by the Prince of Pingnan through his schemes."

Looking at the burly man in brown clothes who was tied up like a dumpling, You Qianfan's face was full of complicated emotions.

Normally, Xiang Dongnan would have ridiculed You Qianfan mercilessly, but today he couldn't utter a single word.

You Qianfan was merely tricked; he nearly lost both his position in the Grand Canal Gang and his life.

You Qianfan shook his head and said, "Alright, alright, let's not talk about this annoying matter now. You have all come from afar and must be tired. Why don't you come with me into the village and I will have someone prepare food and wine?"

An Qingwan politely declined, saying, "I appreciate Chief You's kindness, but I have urgent matters to attend to and cannot continue to bother you."

You Qianfan was taken aback: "Urgent?"

Fu Zhiyuan explained from the side, "Miss An is going to find the Iron-Clad Ancestor of the Iron-Clad Gang."

You Qianfan suddenly realized, "Your Highness, could it be that you also received an invitation from the Iron-Clad Ancestor?"

An Qingwan frowned slightly: "An invitation?"

You Qianfan explained, "Your Highness, are you unaware? A while ago, the Ironclad Ancestor suddenly sent out invitations to heroes from all over Hunan and Hubei to gather at the Ironclad Gang. I also received one."

Lan Xiaogu asked, "Why did he send out this invitation?"

You Qianfan said, "Recently, rumors have been circulating in the martial arts world that the 'Eight Directions of Qimen Blade' has appeared. Some say that the manual is in your possession, Goddess, while others say it is in the hands of the Iron-Clad Ancestor. These rumors have caused quite a stir, and I've heard that many people have believed them and gone to cause trouble for the Iron-Clad Gang, causing them considerable losses. The Iron-Clad Ancestor is sending out invitations to prove his innocence in front of all the heroes of the martial arts world."

"Prove his innocence? He still has the nerve to prove his innocence?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Xueyi's eyes immediately reddened.

You Qianfan turned his head and glanced at Jin Xueyi, but did not ask any further questions.

There are countless feuds and grudges in the martial arts world, and some things are better left unexplored, lest they only bring trouble upon oneself.

He cupped his hands in greeting: "The self-affirmation ceremony hosted by the Iron-Clad Ancestor is in six days. Since Your Highness is going to find him, I will not insist that you stay. However, it is several hundred miles to Dongting Lake. If we travel by water, we may miss the ceremony if the wind is not right. So, I will prepare a carriage for Your Highness and escort you for a while."

"Alright."

An Qingwan did not refuse You Qianfan's kindness.

She had originally planned to inquire about the Iron-Clad Ancestor's whereabouts after they set off, but she didn't expect that the Liangjiang Gang would solve the problem for her.

You Qianfan immediately sent people to prepare carriages, food, and money.

Half an hour later.

An Qingwan and her two companions bid farewell to Xiang Dongnan, You Qianfan, and others by the lakeside. Then, they boarded a carriage and, guided by the guide from the Liangjiang Gang, headed west towards the Tieyi Gang.

Several days later, the carriage finally arrived in Yuezhou.

"Are you nervous about finally meeting another enemy?"

On the carriage, Lan Xiaogu, who was eating snacks she had bought on the way, glanced at Jin Xueyi, who had been in low spirits and silent since earlier.

Jin Xueyi said sullenly, "It's not that I'm nervous, it's just that I feel a little lost."

"Confused?" Lan Xiaogu asked, puzzled.

An Qingwan said, "Miss Jin doesn't know how to move forward after taking revenge."

Jin Xueyi nodded.

She actually had a plan; she wanted to help An Qingwan cure her eyes.

But what happens after the eyes are cured?

Or what if An Qingwan's eyes are incurable?

The thought of these things made Jin Xueyi feel timid.

She wasn't afraid of the Iron-Clad Ancestor; she was afraid of how to get along with An Qingwan after she had taken her revenge.

Lan Xiaogu said "Oh": "I don't understand. You're so rich, what's there to worry about?"

She felt that Jin Xueyi was worrying unnecessarily.

Perhaps all rich girls are like this, prone to melancholy and sentimentality.

Jin Xueyi shook her head: "Miss Lan is still young. When you grow up a bit more, you'll understand my feelings."

"!"

Small?

Upon hearing this word, Lan Xiaogu felt as if she had been pricked in the butt with a needle.

She immediately widened her eyes: "Small? Where am I small? Look closely, where am I small!"

Jin Xueyi's gaze swept over Lan Xiaogu's chest.

She felt that even if that area were thickened tenfold, it still wouldn't be as thick as her.

"Not small, not small."

Thinking of the Iron-Clad Ancestor and the future Jin Xueyi, she didn't argue with Lan Xiaogu.

She changed the subject: "So, Miss Lan's dream is to make money?"

Lan Xiaogu snorted: "That's right."

Jin Xueyi asked, "How much do you earn?"

Lan Xiaogu said, "At least I should be richer than you."

Jin Xueyi asked, "And what happens after you become richer than me?"

Lan Xiaogu opened her mouth: "Then let's keep making money. I want to become the richest person in the world!"

Jin Xueyi asked, "And then what happens after you become the richest person?"

Lan Xiaogu said, "Then I win."

Jin Xueyi asked, "Who will we win against?"

Lan Xiaogu said, "I must beat my mother. She abandoned me, so I must beat her."

Jin Xueyi asked, "What happened after you beat your mother?"

"Then I'll..." As she spoke, Lan Xiaogu took a vicious bite of the pastry in her hand, "It's none of your business. You should mind your own business."

The carriage fell silent again.

However, this quiet period did not last long.

Because Lan Xiaogu was munching on a pastry while muttering to herself.

Those who look older than her earn less than a fraction of her money and their martial arts skills are no match for her, so she is not young at all.

It seems she is very resentful of Jin Xueyi.

Everyone has worries.

An Qingwan understood perfectly.

Xiang Dongnan and You Qianfan were troubled. They knew they had been tricked by the Prince of Pingnan, but they dared not retaliate because of their gang.

Jin Xueyi has worries, worries about her future.

Lan Xiaogu also has worries, and although she doesn't say them, her worries must be very big.

"Then what is my trouble?"

An Qingwan leaned against the carriage window, troubled by this problem.

A quarter of an hour later.

The carriage stopped outside a restaurant in town.

An Qingwan took Jin Xueyi's hand and stepped down from the carriage.

After entering the restaurant, she suddenly stopped.

She smelled a familiar scent.

She turned her head to face a corner of the restaurant.

"An Qingwan?"

Lan Xiaogu, who was walking behind, looked in the direction An Qingwan was facing with a puzzled expression.

In the corner, she saw someone she didn't know very well.

The person sitting in the corner, who else could it be but Sikong Tingxue?

P.S.: Thank you to Shuangyue Shenying, Ni Wang Hechuqu, Chunluren, and Shiqi for the razor blades.

Sorry, I'm much later than usual today.

42. Because I like you.

The moment Lan Xiaogu saw Sikong Tingxue's face, she felt her hair stand on end, as if she had suddenly fallen into an ice cave.

She subconsciously took a step closer to An Qingwan.

"Sikong Tingxue?"

An Qingwan's voice rang in my ears.

Lan Xiaogu said, "That's right, it's her!"

She held down the whip at her waist and the venomous insects in her pocket.

At this moment, Jin Xueyi also noticed it.

Sikong Tingxue sat at a table in the corner of the restaurant.

The table was empty, with only a celadon wine pot and a white porcelain cup on it.

Sikong Tingxue acted as if she didn't see the three of them, continuing to pour and drink her wine.

She was so serene, as if she were in the midst of a peaceful spring afternoon.

She was so lonely, so lonely that it seemed as if she was the only person left in the whole world.

She appeared harmless, far more so than anyone else in the restaurant.

Jin Xueyi and Lan Xiaogu once thought that they had just met a woman who looked like Sikong Tingxue.

But An Qingwan was certain that the woman in the corner was Sikong Tingxue.

She tells outsiders that her hearing is very sharp, but what she doesn't tell them is that her nose is actually even sharper.

In her opinion.

A face can be disguised using disguise techniques.

Voice can be faked using ventriloquism.