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

The innkeeper stepped forward with his head held high, looked at Sikong Jin with a sneer, and asked in a cold voice, "Young master, I heard you are not satisfied with the food in this restaurant?"

Sikong Jin pointed to the cockroach mixed in with the braised pork knuckle in front of her, "Take a look for yourself!"

The innkeeper glanced at the plate, then, with an air of shrewdness, chuckled, "Young master, this kind of trick is used several times a day in our restaurant. Are you sure this was originally on the plate, or that you accidentally put it there?"

Upon hearing this, Lord Sikong flew into a rage, reaching out to pick up the cockroach. "Shopkeeper, are you sure I can braise this cockroach, prepare the seasoning, and bring it in? I've heard that your braised pork knuckle is a completely new dish today, and this is the first time I'm trying it!"

……

After a short while, Lord Sikong emerged from the restaurant, satisfied, carrying a bottle of wine offered as an apology by the innkeeper.

However, as soon as she stepped out of the restaurant, Sikong Jin vaguely sensed several strange eyes staring at her from behind. She raised her eyebrows in confusion and quickened her pace, and those people actually followed her.

Lord Sikong swiftly crossed the street and headed towards a side alley, with the people following behind quickening their pace as well.

"Do you think it looks like it?"

The leader of the group that had caught up asked the men behind him in a low voice.

The men stared at Sikong Jin's retreating figure, recalling the face she had just passed by, then nodded and replied, "Boss, it looks just like him! It must be him!"

Upon hearing this, a gleam of light immediately appeared in the eyes of the group, and an undisguised look of surprise flashed across their faces—they were about to strike it rich!

Two hundred thousand taels of gold!

Looking at the departing person's back, it was clear that his complexion was not good when he walked past, and his steps seemed unsteady and weak, as if he was seriously injured!

This was a golden opportunity, but they never expected to run into it. The number one wanted person in the martial arts world, the people of Xianyin Pavilion were searching for his whereabouts everywhere. Killing him would bring them a sky-high price of 200,000 taels of gold!

Sikong Jin!

The answer popped into their minds, and the group of men trembled instantly. Without thinking twice, they pounced on the dark figure in front of them.

'Bah! '

Before their weapons could even touch their robes, Sikong Jin suddenly turned around and struck out with a palm. Several screams were heard, and the man who was called the leader, who had rushed forward, was immediately blasted away, flying several feet behind him. When he hit the ground, there was a 'crack' sound of bones breaking.

Seeing this, the others behind were so frightened that they trembled all over. They didn't care about anything else, dragged the leader around, and ran away without daring to look at Sikong Jin.

Watching the group disappear hastily at the end of the alley, Sikong Jin felt a wave of weakness wash over her. Her vision blurred, and she leaned against the wall, struggling to catch her breath.

The toxins in her body were becoming increasingly potent, and she was using most of her internal energy to suppress them. Over time, her body had become weaker and weaker. It seemed that she had to rush to Luoyang City immediately to prepare medicine to detoxify her body.

Sikong Jin sighed helplessly, then suddenly felt a chill run through her body again. She instinctively shrank back, looked up at the blazing sun overhead, and couldn't help but curse inwardly. Just as she was about to leave, a portrait on the ground in front of her made her stop in her tracks.

She walked over, picked up the portrait, and was surprised to see a face that looked somewhat familiar...

"Ok?"

"Why does this person look so familiar? They seem a bit like me..."

Sikong Jin was slightly taken aback, vaguely guessing what was going on. She frowned and touched her nose, looking as if she had just realized something. "No wonder I seem to keep running into petty thieves along the way. Could it be that we've really been targeted?"

After a long silence, Sikong Jin tore the portrait to shreds and threw it away. Then she turned and walked out of the alley—this place was not safe to stay in. Luoyang City was not far away, so she should go into the city first!

……

At dusk, in a secluded courtyard deep within the bustling Xuanwu Street of Luoyang City.

Blackwater removed the note from the pigeon's leg, released the pigeon, glanced at the note, frowned slightly, and strode towards the backyard.

Is His Highness inside?

Blackwater asked the guards at the door.

"His Highness is painting under the flower trellis in the backyard and has instructed that no one should disturb him."

The guards at the gate stopped Hei Shui, who was rushing forward, but Hei Shui dodged past them swiftly and said in a deep voice, "I have urgent business with Your Highness!"

The voice faded away, and the person had vanished without a trace.

Under the flower trellis in the backyard, upon hearing hurried footsteps behind him, Tuoba Yu frowned slightly, slowly put down his pen, placed it on the table, and straightened his robes, which had been disheveled by the cool breeze.

"Your Highness, a message from the Black Mountain carrier pigeon has been sent, indicating that Sikong Jin's whereabouts have been discovered in Fangzhen outside Luoyang City."

Hei Shui delivered the note he had just received to Tuoba Yu.

Tuoba Yu took the note, unfolded it, glanced at it, and his brows furrowed suddenly. He looked up at Hei Shui and said, "He's heading towards Luoyang? Doesn't he know that countless people want to kill him? Why is he still coming this way? And you said he's been so ostentatious all the way?"

Upon hearing this, Blackwater replied with great confusion, "Yes, it seems he has no idea that the Immortal Sound Pavilion and people in the martial arts world are chasing him. Moreover, he should have just crossed the Malan Mountains. Judging from the looks of it, he is very likely going into the city to take care of something."

"In that case, the people of the Immortal Sound Pavilion should also know that he is heading to Luoyang City. They will definitely have experts lying in ambush outside the city to kill Sikong Jin!"

Hei Shui frowned, and the image of Sikong Jin's delicate face and cunning, clever eyes suddenly appeared in his mind. Although he had never liked him much, and Sikong Jin had shamelessly and despicably tricked their prince many times, he still felt a little unhappy after learning about this. It would be a pity if Sikong Jin died in an ambush by those people!

However, upon hearing about what Sikong Jin had done on the northwestern border, Hei Shui's heart sank. If the information sent back by the border spies was true, then Sikong Jin might very well become a mortal enemy of their Tian Sheng in the future!

Therefore, if they can use the power of the martial arts world to get rid of this person, it will be a great thing for Tian Sheng, with no harm whatsoever!

Thinking of this, Hei Shui suddenly turned to look at Tuoba Yu. He saw a complex expression on Tuoba Yu's gentle face and the ever-changing, deep light in his eyes. After a moment's thought, Hei Shui asked, "Your Highness, are we... are we just going to stand by and do nothing?"