The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

However, just as he finished tidying up and stood up, he suddenly heard someone downstairs shouting something about catching spies. Lord Sikong trembled and quickly peeked out the window. Sure enough, he saw a patrol team from the Liao Dynasty leading a large group of men rushing towards the restaurant.

Lord Sikong's expression changed slightly. Just as she was about to get up and run away, she remembered that there was someone sitting opposite her, and another person was already standing next to that person. Both of them were staring at her with meaningful eyes.

Seeing this, Sikong Jin lowered his eyelids, concealing the shrewd and cunning glint that flashed across his eyes. He instantly raised his head, forced a very innocent smile, and smiled at the person opposite him, saying, "I'm so sorry, brother, I suddenly remembered that I have some things to take care of, so I won't keep you company any longer. This meal is on my behalf!"

With that, he immediately stood up and turned to leave.

'Ding! '

However, she had only taken two steps when a chilling aura shot out from behind her. A cold sword, exuding a sinister aura, was already pressing down on her shoulder. Although the sword was not drawn, Lord Sikong could already feel the chilling killing intent.

Sikong Jin shuddered and turned around. Sure enough, she saw Xifeng Lie still sitting in the same spot. He was leisurely pouring tea with one hand while holding a cold sword in the other, pressing it tightly against Sikong Jin's shoulder, making it almost impossible for Sikong Jin to move.

He picked up his tea, took a casual sip, and sneered, "Young brother, weren't you just talking at length? Why are you in such a hurry to leave now? I haven't had enough yet. Young brother seems to have some unique insights into the border issues between our dynasty and Dayong."

Sikong Jin's face stiffened instantly, then she smiled innocently, "I just overheard them talking about it while we were having tea. I'm just a small-time businessman, how would I know anything about military affairs? I'm truly sorry for making you laugh, brother. I really have urgent business to attend to, so I'll be leaving now. Brother, there will be plenty of time for us to meet again..."

'Bah! '

"Guards! He's the spy! Seize him immediately!"

Before Lord Sikong could finish speaking, the Liao soldiers downstairs had already rushed up.

"That's him! Catch him quickly! I just saw him acting suspiciously outside His Highness the Crown Prince's residence; he must be a spy for the Great Yong!"

A dozen soldiers rushed forward and instantly surrounded Lord Sikong.

"See His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Upon seeing the fierce west wind, the soldiers immediately bowed respectfully in salute.

Xi Fenglie put down his teacup, glanced at Gore, and Gore, understanding, stepped forward.

"You say he's a spy for the Great Yong Dynasty?"

Gore pointed at the Minister of Works, who was retreating slightly, and asked the patrol captain.

The patrol captain quickly clasped his hands and said, "Sir, this man was acting suspiciously outside His Highness the Crown Prince's residence. He was clearly a spy. I was worried that something might happen, so I wanted to arrest him for a thorough interrogation. However, he cleverly escaped! He left behind his identification documents while fleeing, which is why I had my men search everywhere!"

Gore nodded, then turned to look at Sikong Jin, a sharp glint in his eyes, and sneered, "Young man, how about we take out your travel documents?"

Sikong Jin took a small step back, but the cold sword that Xifeng Lie had been pressing on her shoulder did not move at all. She chuckled dryly and said to Gore, "I'm really sorry, I didn't bring it with me, but I brought this!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a powder with a strange, faint fragrance wafted out from her sleeve. Sikong Jin swiftly deflected the cold sword that Xifeng Lie had pressed against her shoulder, leaned back quickly, and somersaulted out the window with remarkable speed and agility.

A scream came from behind. Xi Fenglie's face turned cold, and he slammed his palm down on the white figure at the window. A powerful explosion rang out, and the once intact window was instantly shattered into a huge hole.

However, Sikong Jin was fast enough that Xifeng Lie's palm strike missed its target. Watching the figure leap down the stairs, Xifeng Lie immediately jumped up and chased after her.

Lord Sikong leaped down the stairs, quickly snatched the horse parked in front of the gate, mounted it, and charged towards the east gate.

"Guards! Guards! Immediately seal off the city gates and arrest the spies!"

As Gore's voice rang out, the entire street descended into chaos. Patrol guards rushed over, the street was thrown into disarray, and pedestrians scattered in panic, screaming as if the Great Yong army was about to attack the city.

"Giddy up! Giddy up!"

The hurried sound of horses' hooves swept across the street. Sikong Jin dared not stop for a moment and charged forward with all her might. However, Xifeng Lie behind her was not slow either, urging his horse to chase after her.

"Surrender and I may spare your life!"

Behind him came Xi Fenglie's cold and sharp voice. From afar, Sikong Jin seemed to be able to hear the sound of his cold sword being drawn.

"Then you should come and pursue me!"

Sikong Jin let out a cold laugh. They were almost at the city gate. Xifeng Lie behind her had also lost his patience. He slapped his horse's back with his large hand and leaped up quickly. He tapped the railing of a nearby house with his toes. A flash of silver light appeared, and a dark blue afterimage struck Sikong Jin's back like lightning.

Sikong Jin's eyes turned cold, and she quickly leaned back, narrowly avoiding the horizontal slash of the cold sword. She exclaimed inwardly—this Xifeng Lie is indeed very powerful; the sword's momentum alone made her feel a sense of danger.

This place is not safe to stay any longer; we must leave quickly!

However, Xi Fenglie was no ordinary man, and naturally he would not let Sikong Jin escape from his grasp. Before Lord Sikong could react, his swift sword had already severed the horse's leg.

After a mournful neigh, the galloping horse suddenly stopped, and the Minister of Works nearly fell off.

"Damn it!"

Sikong Jin cursed, then quickly leaped into the air and jumped onto the rooftop beside her.

‘Boom! ’

Xi Feng Lie relentlessly pursued, his palm strikes swift and fierce, his chilling laughter piercing Sikong Jin's ears, "Since that's how it is, then you shall die!"

"Who will die is still uncertain!"

Sikong Jin sneered, her aura suddenly changing. A dense killing intent surged instantly, and a chilling aura enveloped her, as if possessed by a demon. "Crown Prince Xifeng, you are good in every way, except that you are too arrogant!"

"Arrogant? Do you think you can escape today?"

Xi Fenglie sheathed his swift sword, landed steadily, and coldly looked at Sikong Jin, who had already regained her footing.