Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

"So... what do you want to ask?" The three of them were walking on the street, and Shen Qiao asked the person who was walking leisurely beside him.

"I'm fine." Si Huangjing, holding the horse, heard Shen Qiao's question and lowered his voice slightly, "I said that on purpose. You guys should hurry up and leave now. Remember to beat me up when you leave, otherwise I won't be able to report back."

Seeing his serious expression, Shen Qiao blinked and froze for a moment, then laughed out loud.

Seeing her laugh, Si Huangjing couldn't help but blush, feeling anxious and uncomfortable. "Don't laugh, I'm serious! If you, if you can't do it yourself, I can do it myself!"

"This is the first time I've seen someone asking for a beating." Shen Qiao wiped away the tears of laughter and patted Si Huangjing's shoulder. "To be honest, I was quite surprised that you stood up and spoke up just now."

After saying this, Shen Qiao folded his hands in front of him and nodded seriously, giving him a thumbs up, "Very loyal."

Loyalty? Just...just loyalty?

Si Huangjing hesitated to speak, his face clearly getting hotter. Finally, he turned red and stammered, unable to speak. He seemed to be very angry, "I, I...I'm not! What loyalty?! Who said I wanted to be your brother?!"

"No, no, no, I don't dare to marry you." Shen Qiao said half-jokingly, "You are the seventh prince of the current dynasty."

Si Huangjing could tell she was deliberately mocking him, so he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, "I'm serious. If you don't leave now, it will be difficult to get out once you enter the palace."

"It's okay. I'm going to find your dad anyway."

Si Huangjing was puzzled. "You are looking for him specifically? Why are you looking for him?"

Shen Qiao smiled and said, "You don't need to know this for now."

Si Huangjing was skeptical, but clearly uneasy. "Father has several skilled cultivators around him. There are only two of you. You'll be at a huge disadvantage if you fight."

"Are there any other experts?" Shen Qiao became interested.

"A while ago, my father transferred two young men from the Divine Sky Sect. It seems they were invited to observe the spiritual root awakening of my fifth and sixth brothers. One of them is said to be a relative of King Anchen. When I met him, I felt... wow... And I heard that both of them have already reached the fifth stage of the Heaven-Strike Realm!"

Wow, people from the Shenxiao Sect are here too?

There was no chance to settle the matter of spreading the news about her before, so they came at the right time.

Shen Qiao narrowed his eyes, "That's great."

Si Huangjing's face was filled with shock.

He had average spiritual roots and no talent for cultivation, so he was too lazy to learn much about the affairs of these cultivators.

But he could still distinguish these realms of the monks.

The higher the realm, the different the temperament will be.

He admitted that the silent guy following this little girl should be at a high level, but no matter how he looked at this little girl...

He couldn't help but look a few more times, but when his eyes met Shen Qiao's, he quickly looked away.

He looks so innocent, he doesn't look like he can fight.

You will definitely be at a disadvantage if you go against those guys who look powerful.

Shen Qiao noticed this crazy and tangled look. She quietly moved away and tugged at Wang You's sleeve, whispering, "What is this kid thinking about? Why does he look more worried than the two of us?"

Wang You snorted inwardly, "Judging people by appearance."

It was already dark the day after I left Prince Xu's mansion. The curfew in the capital is usually after the second watch, and there were still some vendors setting up stalls on the street.

Walking through the crowd, Shen Qiao noticed that there were gold-rimmed silver basins placed on shelves at many corners, each half filled with water. Occasionally, someone passing by would carefully dip a drop of water from the basin and wipe it on their neck or between their eyebrows.

Shen Qiao thought of the "holy water" Si Huangjing had mentioned earlier, so he asked, "Is that the holy water in these silver basins?"

Si Huangjing was distracted, and only came back to his senses when he heard Shen Qiao's question. "Yes, these are the dews that I asked someone to collect at the beginning of the year. I have kept them for so long and now I am taking them out to help the people in the city to 'remove the turbidity and cure the disease'."

"To eliminate turbidity and cure disease?"

The three of them happened to walk in front of a silver basin. She lowered her eyes and took a look, and found that the inner wall of the basin was black.

Looking at it this way, you really can't see anything.

Si Huangjing looked at her in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Shen Qiao raised her hand and dipped it in the basin, imitating the other residents, but she only applied it to her wrist. "It's okay. I'm just curious, so I'm adapting to local customs."

Si Huangjing frowned, and then his pupils suddenly shrank, "Wait! Didn't you say at the city gate that the old man was..."

He was halfway through his words when he saw Shen Qiao raise his hand and gesture to him to keep quiet.

"Don't get excited. So many people applied the water, but only the old man was bitten. The water itself should be fine."

Si Huangjing felt relieved after hearing this, "That's good..."

"Did you go to the Imperial Master's office this morning to post prayer notes on the palace gate?"

"No! My kid had diarrhea this morning, so I took him to get some medicine. He always fails to deliver at the crucial moment. It's so frustrating!"

"Oh my, that's such a shame! This year, they just randomly picked a few people and gave them the blessing in person! Even a homeless old man in rags was chosen!"

"Is this true? Can such a person be blessed?"

"Master Imperial Master is a good person..."

The casual conversations of these street vendors were easily overheard by several people.

Prayer stickers...face-to-face blessings...

Si Huangjing also noticed something was wrong. He walked over to the stall of the man who had spoken first and asked, "Is that shabby homeless old man you just mentioned also carrying a child?"

"Yes! He comes to the city to beg every once in a while. We all say that this guy is so lucky, even luckier than his grandson!"

"How many other people were blessed along with this old man?"

The stall owner looked at the three people surrounding them with a bit of vigilance, "There are four more people, right? W-what's going on?"

Si Huangjing became nervous, "Do you know those three people?"

"Let me think... one is the eldest son of the teahouse owner in front... one is the wife of the owner of the Jinhua Treasure Shop... the other seems to be a woman with her face covered, about the same age as this girl, but I don't know her, probably from outside. The last one... oh! It seems to be a foreigner, with a big beard and colorful clothes. Judging by the respectful way the guards treat him, he seems like someone of status."

"The teahouse you're talking about is the one at the end of the alley at the third right intersection ahead?"

The stall owner looked at the girl who was talking and nodded, "Yes! That's the one. They have an event tonight."

Shen Qiao played with the spirit stone in his hand and looked at the small items on the stall. "Really? Then I really should go join in the fun."

Si Huangjing listened to Shen Qiao's detailed explanation and asked in confusion, "How do you know so much?"