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

The Third Prince of Tiansheng smiled calmly, "Are you so confident that you can stop me? Why don't you offer your life? Perhaps we can become friends."

"You've misunderstood. I won't stop you. Third Prince, we'll meet again soon, and I hope you'll still be in such high spirits then."

The cloaked figure smiled, his eyes as calm as the deep sea. The night wind rose, and the hem of his dark robe swept across the cold air like surging, turbulent clouds, disappearing in an instant.

As the dark figure disappeared into the clear moonlight, Tuoba Yu frowned slightly, his eyes flashing with an obscure and mysterious light, his expression somewhat cold.

"Young master, should I give chase?"

Blackwater clasped his hands in a respectful gesture and requested instructions.

Tuoba Yu lowered his eyes, looked at the soft sword in his hand, pondered for a moment, then put it away and said indifferently, "No need. This person is no ordinary person. Even if you chase him, you won't be able to catch up."

"Young Master, they actually recognized your identity and so blatantly intercepted and killed people from the Immortal Sound Pavilion. They must be no ordinary force. Should I investigate?"

"Are you sure the man in the straw hat was the one who rescued Changfeng from Fengyunlou?"

Tuoba Yu squinted at the black water.

Blackwater nodded, "I'm certain! That skill is strikingly similar to that strange lightness technique!"

"Is that so? Fengyun Tower..."

……

After wandering through the dense forest for a long time, the light mist almost dampened the black veil under the straw hat before the shadowy figure finally stopped on a gentle slope.

Leaning against the tree trunk, the person in the straw hat lazily took a breath and finally reached out to lift the black veil, revealing a delicate and pretty face. The eyes were as calm as the deep current of a still sea, and there was a slight hint of depression on the face. Who else could it be but Lord Sikong?

"Things almost went wrong again..."

Reaching into her sleeve, she pulled out the letter she had just intercepted. Just as she was about to unfold it, a faint, lingering fragrance wafted in the cool breeze. It was so subtle that an ordinary person wouldn't be able to detect it. However, Sikong Jin's perception and sharpness were always extraordinary. She quickly put the letter away and raised her starry eyes—

Then, she saw him.

He stood three zhang away from me, facing the wind, the night breeze blowing, the hem of his black robe fluttering in the wind.

Sikong Jin gazed calmly at the man's tall, slender figure, a cold glint suddenly flashing in her eyes, her small face tightening—

She had already recognized him when he came out. His calm and reserved demeanor, which was enough to overwhelm everything, was beyond the reach of ordinary people. After thinking for a moment, Sikong Jin suddenly spoke up, "Give me back my jade token!"

He didn't answer; the cold moonlight bathed him, and all that reached Sikong Jin's ears was the whistling wind.

After a moment of silence, Sikong Jin straightened up, walked over and stood shoulder to shoulder with the cloaked figure, looking up at the cold moon gradually setting in the west. "I didn't know that the purple-eyed divine sable was yours."

'If I had known, I would have done it secretly, stewing it into a crucible of sable meat without your knowledge to appease my anger! I wasted so many precious pills for nothing.'

A cool breeze swept by, and a strange chill rose in Sikong Jin's eyes. She turned her head and glanced at him, only to meet his unpredictable gaze. The corners of his mouth curled up in a subtle mockery, which made Lord Sikong extremely displeased. He couldn't help but grit his teeth with a strong, forceful voice—

"Don't think I won't beat you up just because you stopped those people for me! Your pet teased me, and I'm already being lenient by not cooking it for meat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold laugh suddenly rang out, "You think all pets are as stupid as you? Hand over the letter."

stupid?

Who's stupid?

she?

Sikong Jin's face darkened, her eyes narrowed, a bewitching cold glint flashing in them, and she clenched her fists...

A moment later, a delicate smile suddenly appeared on her face, and her tone was as light as the wind with a slightly soft coaxing tone, "What falls into my hands is mine. Stop making trouble and give me back the jade pendant. That thing is useless to you."

Hearing Sikong Jin's inexplicable tone, the cloaked man felt something was off. He frowned, glanced at Sikong Jin with unfathomable eyes, his gaze suddenly darkened, and he sneered, "Don't make me say it a third time, hand over the letter."

Sikong Jin clenched her fists tighter under her sleeves, but a leisurely smile remained on her face. "Give me back the jade token and I'll give you a letter."

"You're the first person who dares to bargain with me!"

The cloaked man's tone became surprisingly calm, without a trace of emotion.

"If I keep nagging, I might still be the first person to sleep with you..."

Sikong Jin touched her smooth chin with a wicked grin, raised her eyebrows and looked him up and down. Naturally, she hadn't forgotten his handsome face that had amazed her and that she couldn't forget for a long time, as well as his demeanor. She couldn't help but murmur to herself.

"What did you say?"

Those who practice martial arts naturally possess a keen sense of perception that surpasses that of ordinary people. Even though Sikong Jin lowered her voice, every word she spoke still reached the cloaked man's ears without being missed.

"Hmm? Oh, I meant you smell wonderful and look beautiful. Coincidentally, my younger sister is sixteen, gentle and elegant, and as beautiful as a flower. She is still unmarried and is currently looking for a dashing, handsome, and dashing man to be her husband..."

Sikong Jin wore a faint smile and looked at the cloaked figure with a radiant smile.

The cloaked figure's gaze turned cold as he stared intently at Sikong Jin, trying to find a flaw in her expression. Sikong Jin, however, only offered him a strange smile. After a long while, the cloaked figure let out a soft snort, a mocking glint in his eyes, and feigned sudden realization. "Are you talking about yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Sikong Jin was suddenly taken aback, almost thinking that he had seen through her identity at a glance. Fortunately, she caught the playfulness in his eyes and then understood what the man meant!

Such an insulting provocation would be unbearable for any man, and Lord Sikong was no exception. His ever-changing expression finally broke into a furious rage. He raised his index finger in anger and declared indignantly, "You've gone too far! Draw your sword and prove me right with the spirit of a warrior..."

"idiot!"

Before Sikong Jin could finish speaking, the cloaked figure uttered these words, then vanished in a flash into the swirling frost.

The sudden turn of events made Sikong Jin raise an eyebrow. Sure enough, the sound of Meng Benbo and his group's footsteps and suppressed laughter suddenly came from behind her.

……

"Haha, draw your sword and prove it with the spirit of a samurai... Sir, you have real guts! That shout could be heard clearly from hundreds of meters away!"

"Your Excellency is so majestic and powerful, your aura is unparalleled. Such charisma can overwhelm many men."

"My lord, when did you have a younger sister? Didn't your mother only give birth to you and Young Master Mo? Pfft, and she's supposed to be sixteen? My lord, you were just asking General Ji for a fourteenth birthday present the other day..."

Meng Benbo, Zhang Feng, Li Ji, and the others laughed so hard they almost fell over.

Sikong Jin's expression changed slightly. She glared at the group, looking somewhat disheveled, then coughed lightly and said in a rather serious tone, "Vice General Meng, you certainly have a good interest in such matters. Didn't I tell you to get out of here and go to the East Narrow Pass?"