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

'Ahem! '

After all the men in black disappeared at the edge of the forest, Sikong Jin frowned and coughed a few times. The cold poison that she had suppressed in her body was reviving, and she couldn't help but tremble. Her face turned pale instantly. She took a deep breath and secretly circulated her internal energy to suppress the discomfort in her body.

"Miss Nanchen, are you alright?"

Suddenly, Yuan Yun's concerned voice came from behind. Sikong Jin secretly took a breath. Xu Ran turned around, a smile on her delicate face. "It's nothing, just a few petty thieves. Are you injured?"

Her gaze fell on Yuan Yun's injured arm, where the pale blue sleeve was almost completely stained red with blood.

Yuan Yun glanced indifferently at the wound, then gazed thoughtfully in the direction where the men in black had disappeared. Her gaze then fell on Sikong Jin's face, and seeing the doubt in Sikong Jin's silent eyes, she smiled and said, "Let's go inside. I need to bandage my wound and change my clothes quickly!"

As he spoke, he suddenly turned and walked into the house.

Sikong Jin watched Yuan Yun's figure disappear through the door, silently lowered her eyes, touched her nose, turned around and looked at the now silent forest. After a long while, she raised her eyebrows with interest, and then walked into the house with her hands behind her back.

When I entered the house, Yuan Yun had already changed into clean clothes and was sitting in front of the fireplace bandaging her wounds.

"Let me do it. The wound seems quite deep. It might take at least two months for your skin to recover its jade-like appearance."

Sikong Jin stepped forward, took the towel from her hand, pulled up a stool and sat down, and began to focus on treating Yuan Yun's wounds.

Yuan Yun turned her head and looked at Sikong Jin's serious expression. Her eyes, hidden behind the veil, softened slightly. After thinking for a moment, she asked softly, "Don't you have anything to ask me?"

Upon hearing this, Sikong Jin paused her actions slightly, raised her eyelids, glanced at her with a puzzled look, shrugged, and said indifferently, "I've always been a very cultured person. If someone doesn't want to talk about their private affairs, I naturally won't pry into it. But seeing how fierce those people look, you've probably gotten yourself into big trouble."

From their conversation, Sikong Jin already had a vague idea of ​​Yuan Yun's identity.

Tian Wenzi, a legendary beauty in the martial arts world, is said to control a vast intelligence agency. She is highly skilled, elusive, and has a long-standing friendship with Fengyun Tower. She is known for her habit of disguising herself as a man, leading many to speculate that she may be another identity of the Fengyun Tower Master. After all, the Fengyun Tower Master is known for his reclusive lifestyle, and few in the martial arts world have ever seen him. Of course, even fewer have actually seen Tian Wenzi's true appearance.

The martial arts she just displayed were indeed quite good, especially her swordsmanship. Even she probably couldn't display such exquisite swordsmanship. However, Sikong Jin vaguely sensed that she seemed to be hiding something. Was she wary of those men in black, or wary of her?

Hearing Sikong Jin's words, Yuan Yun couldn't help but smile and shake her head, "I can see through your little schemes, you're just using them as a way to advance."

Sikong Jin was startled, not expecting that her thoughts had been seen through by this person. She looked up in surprise and gazed into Yuan Yun's clear and moving eyes. Only then did she realize that the woman in front of her had a pair of sharp eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything.

"I've met many people over the years. The fact that they could bestow such a title upon me speaks volumes about my abilities, doesn't it? However, you are indeed very clever. Although I don't yet know your true hidden identity, I believe you are not a simple person. I won't deliberately investigate you because I trust you."

Yuan Yun chuckled softly, picked up a piece of firewood, and threw it into the fireplace.

Sikong Jin couldn't help but smile wryly. She had met an expert. Judging from the woman's tone, Sikong Jin vaguely sensed a faint sense of familiarity. She could only shake her head and continue cleaning Yuan Yun's wounds while saying, "Jianghu Tianwenzi, I originally thought you would be a wretched-looking old man with a small mustache, but I didn't expect you to be a young and beautiful woman. I heard that you are on good terms with Fengyun Tower. Have you heard of Protector Changfeng?"

"Changfeng? You know Changfeng?"

Yuan Yun turned her head in surprise, staring intently at Sikong Jin. However, Sikong Jin didn't even lift his eyelids, throwing the blood-soaked towel in his hand into the basin as he replied, "We've met twice before. I respect his straightforwardness and consider him a brother. I even met him once before coming here, but I saw him with a child, presumably his younger brother..."

"I see. Changfeng has been traveling all over the country these days and rarely stays in Luoyang. That child was entrusted to him by his friend. He has good talent, so Changfeng took him under his wing."

Yuan Yun silently withdrew her gaze, looking at the flickering flames in the fireplace, and calmly replied.

"Sister Yun, you seem to know Fengyun Tower quite well?"

Sikong Jin narrowed her eyes, a sly glint in them.

"Girl, are you trying to trick me into telling you something again?"

Yuan Yun handed a bottle of medicine powder to Sikong Jin, smiling as she did so.

Sikong Jin frowned and complained, "How dare I? You sell a single piece of information for a thousand gold pieces. When you come back to settle accounts with me, I don't have that kind of money to pay you. But could you please stop calling me 'maid' and 'lady' all the time? It makes me feel really uncomfortable!"

Yuan Yun chuckled a few times. "Your personality is quite amusing, and it's really fun being with you. No wonder... But I remember you said before that you were from a wealthy family and could guarantee me a comfortable life for the rest of my days?"

Sikong Jin chuckled dryly, carefully sprinkling the medicinal powder onto the wound, saying, "Miss Yun, please forgive me for being blind to your worth. Comparing wealth with you is truly foolish and I was blind to your abilities. Please don't ask for an exorbitant amount; I am really poor!"

Sikong Jin's glib tongue instantly made Yuan Yun laugh again.

Yuan Yun could only smile helplessly and shake her head, then patted Sikong Jin's shoulder. "I saved you, and you just saved me, so we're even. When you return to Luoyang, be sure to come find me. If there's anything you can't handle, just take this token to Zuisheng Mengsi and find me..."

Yuan Yun straightened her clothes and then tossed a light blue wooden plaque to Sikong Jin.

Sikong Jin quickly reached out and caught it, raising an eyebrow, touching her chin, giving Yuan Yun a meaningful look, and muttering to herself, "So it turns out that what's on TV isn't all lies. In ancient times, intelligence agencies often doubled as brothels and red chambers, and their leaders usually also doubled as... oh dear!"

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