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

Sikong Jin frowned, tossed the note into the still-burning fireplace beside the bed, pondered for a moment, then finally breathed a sigh of relief. She took a map from her sleeve and began to slowly unfold it…

As expected, Yuan Yun did not return for several days, just as she had left the message. Meanwhile, Sikong Jin stayed in the quiet thatched hut to heal her injuries. Her injuries were almost completely healed, except for the cold poison that she had suppressed in her body, which could not be cleared in the short term.

Now that he had recovered, Sikong Jin was naturally unwilling to stay any longer. He originally planned to take his leave in person after Yuan Yun returned. However, several days passed without any sign of Yuan Yun. Helpless, he had no choice but to pack his things and decide to stay one more night before setting off for Chongzhou the next day—where another bloodbath was about to break out!

As for Yuan Yun's kindness, if she is so inclined in the future, she will surely be able to meet her again. At that time, she will definitely repay her properly!

Sikong Jin has always been a very sentimental person at heart. Especially for someone like her who has been wandering in the midst of bloodshed for many years, she has very few true friends. But once someone shows her a little care, she will remember it forever and treat that person even better.

Lying in the warm bed, Sikong Jin couldn't fall asleep. She suddenly remembered everything that had happened on the northwestern border during this period, as well as Sikong Mo in Luoyang, Ji Wuge in Hangu City, and Xing Fuhua. Countless fragments intertwined and appeared in her mind...

It's time to go see them. After visiting Chongzhou, my next destination is Luoyang...

As she pondered, the night grew deeper, and the sound of light rain drifted in from outside, making the entire mountain even more tranquil. Finally, Sikong Jin slowly drifted off to sleep...

However, just as Sikong Jin was about to fall asleep, her ears suddenly twitched, and a series of chaotic footsteps came from outside—someone was approaching the thatched hut!

It appears they are chasing someone; the person running ahead is unsteady on their feet, and there are probably dozens of pursuers behind!

They moved through the woods at an incredible speed!

Sikong Jin suddenly sat up and quickly put on her outer robe. She grabbed the Moon Soul from the headboard with one hand, and her gaze, hidden in the darkness, turned cold and sharp as a knife in an instant, chillingly cold.

'Thump thump thump!' The door of the thatched hut was pushed open, and in an instant, Sikong Jin leaped swiftly onto the roof beam.

"Miss Nanchen!"

Yuan Yun's voice came from the darkness.

Sikong Jin was startled, and then leaped down. With a flick of her finger, the candle on the table was lit, and Yuan Yun, dressed in disheveled clothes, came into view. She was breathing heavily, her clothes were damp and torn at the hem by thorns, and her bright eyes beneath the veil were filled with anxiety.

"Sister Yun? What's wrong with you?"

Sikong Jin looked at Yuan Yun in surprise.

"Nan Chen, some people will be coming to find me later. Hide yourself, don't ask anything, and don't say anything. They already know where I live, but they don't know you exist, so don't worry, their target is me!"

Yuan Yun tossed the bundle in her hand onto the roof beam with a flick of her wrist, and anxiously gave instructions to Sikong Jin.

"What exactly happened? It seems like someone outside is trying to kill you, and there are quite a few of them. Judging from their footsteps, they're quite skilled!" Sikong Jin looked at Yuan Yun with some doubt and asked calmly.

Yuan Yun sighed helplessly, wiped the raindrops from her forehead with her sleeve, and said with a sigh, "Miss Nan Chen, knowing this won't do you any good. These things have nothing to do with you, and I don't want to involve innocent people. Seeing that your injuries have almost healed, you should leave tonight. It's no longer safe here. If there's a chance in the future, we will definitely meet again! Perhaps in Luoyang, or perhaps in the capital of the Great Zhou. Believe me, we will definitely meet again! You are a good girl, and I like you very much!"

Upon hearing Yuan Yun's words, Sikong Jin was momentarily stunned, and a rare blush appeared on her beautiful and delicate face—it was the first time a beautiful woman had told her she liked her, and of course, knowing that she was a woman, it was also the first time someone had praised her as a good girl!

That sounds really good.

A bright smile immediately flashed across Sikong Jin's face. She touched her nose somewhat embarrassedly, winked mischievously, and shrugged, saying, "It sounds like you've gotten yourself into a lot of trouble!"

Yuan Yun was amused by Sikong Jin's drawn-out voice and said sadly, "They are enemies from the martial arts world. Just as you said, the grudges in the martial arts world are probably no better than wars on the battlefield. Alright, you should go. Jump out the window. They're attacking from the front door. Behind the back window is a mountain. Just follow the path straight ahead and cross this mountain. You'll see a small town. Hurry up! There's no time left!"

Sikong Jin sighed and rubbed her forehead. "I'd like to leave, but unfortunately, they're already here!"

As soon as the voice fell, a few 'whoosh whoosh whoosh' sounds were heard. Sikong Jin quickly pulled Yuan Yun aside and dodged away. Several cold, gleaming lights flashed before their eyes, followed by a few 'clang clang clang' sounds. Several sharp throwing knives had been nailed to the pillar behind where the two had just been standing.

Yuan Yun's gaze darkened, and she quickly drew a short sword from her sleeve with one hand and pushed Sikong Jin away with the other, saying, "I'm going to kill them, don't go out!"

As she spoke, her figure flashed, a pale blue shadow swept through the air and disappeared from the room in an instant.

Sikong Jin stumbled several steps after being pushed, barely managing to regain her balance. Just then, the chaotic footsteps outside abruptly ceased. Sikong Jin quickly stepped forward, approached the window, and gently peeked through a small crack. She saw Yuan Yun standing on the steps before the door, sword in hand. In front of her stood a group of masked men dressed in black, each wielding a sharp blade, their gazes coldly fixed on Yuan Yun. The man in the lead pointed his cold sword at Yuan Yun, sneering sarcastically, "Tian Wenzi, now you should be able to hand over the item, shouldn't you?"

Yuan Yun slightly raised the short sword in her hand. "I've already said, the item isn't on me. You should go find the Pavilion Master of Xianyin Pavilion, shouldn't you?"

"Hmph, who in the martial world doesn't know that you, Tianwenzi, are treacherous and cunning? The list you handed over to the Pavilion Master of Xianyin Pavilion is nothing but a fake list that you fabricated at will. You are a smart man, there is no need for you to sacrifice your life for a list that is useless to you! I will say it one last time, hand over the list!"

The leader of the men in black spoke coldly.