Sir Song, do you want to pledge yourself to me?

"I appreciate your kindness, but you won't need any more manpower. Trust me, it'll be fine." Ji Nuan refused confidently and firmly. Seeing their worried expressions, she couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, everyone, don't worry about me. I'm the best swordsman in the Dongzhou martial arts world. Even if the Cheng'en Mansion has thousands of troops, they can't catch me easily. Even if the situation is really dire, I'm a first-class escape artist!"

As he spoke, Ji Nuan's figure flashed and disappeared like a gust of wind, and in the next moment he appeared in the same place like another gust of wind.

"Now, what else do you worry about me?" She looked at everyone with a smile, her eyes sparkling with confidence and mischief.

Ji Nuan's display of skill filled the present playboys with an infinite yearning for the martial arts world.

Although Pei Jingrang had already sent messages to Song Yang and Song Jinbai separately, and believed that Song Yang would secretly arrange people to protect her, he still suggested that Ji Nuan leave the capital as soon as possible. He was too worried that something might happen to Ji Nuan on the way and affect Song Jinbai's wedding.

Fortunately, Ji Nuan had achieved the main purpose of her trip and had avenged her. After dinner, she calmly boarded the carriage and slowly left the capital as everyone watched.

As expected, the carriage swayed on the road for an entire afternoon, and was only about twenty or thirty miles away from Beijing. It was getting dark, and it was the time when insects were chirping and birds were singing, but there was silence all around, and only the rumbling sound of the carriage echoed in the empty wilderness.

Suddenly, the horses neighed nervously, as if sensing some approaching danger and unwilling to move forward. Then, several sharp and rapid cracks of wind pierced the air. Ji Nuan, quick-witted and swift-handed, flung open the carriage curtain and leaped to his feet, whipping the horsewhip tightly in his hand towards the incoming arrows.

With a flick of her wrist, the whip danced like a snake, firmly entangling the arrow. Then, with a powerful swing, the arrow flew back the same way it had come. With two "puffs," accompanied by the dull thud of a heavy object falling to the ground, two dark figures fell heavily to the ground.

"Who are you? Come out!" Ji Nuan shouted sternly.

"Swish, swish, swish--" More than thirty figures suddenly emerged from the darkness, each holding a sharp weapon, ready to attack.

Ji Nuan curled her lips and asked, "Were you sent by Lord Cheng'en to take my life?"

"Stop talking nonsense and get to work!" The burly man in the lead gave an order, and dozens of people instantly swung their weapons and slashed at Ji Nuan together.

These people would eventually have to stay. Ji Nuan unhesitatingly wielded her two Tang swords, slashing left and right, charging into the enemy ranks like chopping vegetables and melons. In just a few breaths, several people around her had fallen, and without exception, their heads had been cleanly chopped off.

The burly man leading the group was horrified, having never imagined a woman could possess such ferocious abilities. His calm demeanor instantly vanished, his confidence that everything was under control vanishing as well. He leaped forward, joining the fray himself.

Although it was a bit difficult to fight against more than 30 people alone, it also made Ji Nuan's blood boil.

The knife flashed like lightning, cutting through the dull air. Ji Nuan's figure shuttled through the enemy group, and every swing of the knife was accompanied by the heavy sound of the enemy falling.

The burly man's presence didn't change the situation; instead, it fueled Ji Nuan's fighting spirit. Her body was nimble, and the two Tang swords seemed to come alive in her hands, each swing precise and deadly.

The burly man's face was livid. He had never seen such a formidable opponent before. Every attack from the opponent forced him to defend with all his might, and he even felt like he was playing tricks on him.

Ji Nuan's lips curled into a cold smile, as if mocking the man's presumptuousness. She retreated violently, instantly widening the distance between them, and then rushed out like an arrow, aiming for the man's head.

The burly man was startled and quickly swung his sword to block, but Ji Nuan was too fast and he could only barely block the attack. However, just as he was catching his breath, Ji Nuan's sword flashed again, and this time, he could no longer resist.

Poof! "

The man's head flew high into the air, blood spurting out, dyeing the surrounding air red. The enemy, leaderless, immediately fell into disarray.

Ji Nuan seized the opportunity, swinging her sword like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, she slew the remaining enemies one by one. Soon, she was the only one left standing on the battlefield, surrounded by corpses scattered everywhere.