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

With a flick of his sleeve, a cool breeze swept by. The man raised his handsome eyebrows and turned his head to look. He saw that the slender figure had already disappeared into the dim light, vanishing without a trace in an instant, like a white light suddenly brushing across the sky.

How did you do it?

Superb lightness skill?

Not like!

"Son!"

A gust of wind howled past, and in a blur, a dark shadow swept down from the sky, landing in front of the man in an instant. "That person stole your purse!"

Upon hearing this, the young master looked down at his waist, only to find it empty.

"Young master, I will go after them immediately!"

The man in black clasped his hands in a fist salute.

The young master's usually calm eyes narrowed, a few glints of cold light flashing for a moment, before his sexy, devilish lips parted slightly, "No need, he is that Sikong Jin?"

"It should be true. The news brought back by the spies in the capital of Dayong has confirmed that Sikong Qi's son, Sikong Jin, has been stripped of his military power and exiled to Malan City to serve as the family's garrison commander, leading five thousand old and disabled soldiers to defend Malan City. Even a fool can guess that the Sikong family wants him and those five thousand old and disabled soldiers to fend for themselves. The brilliant general Sikong Qi would never have imagined that his wife and children would be treated like this the moment he left."

The man in black sighed with a hint of regret, his tone carrying a subtle sense of sympathy.

"To be left to fend for themselves?"

The young man recited a sentence, and a thoughtful doubt suddenly appeared in his eyes. He looked at the lights opposite, where the figure had been extinguished, and suddenly fell silent.

"Of course, otherwise, three months ago, when Sikong Jin nearly lost his life, there was no sign of any movement from the Sikong family. It's truly pitiful for him; a frail scholar in such a situation, what could he possibly do?"

"A frail scholar? How could a frail scholar possess such skill?"

After a long while, the young master suddenly spoke in a low voice.

The man in black, called Black Mountain, was taken aback for a moment before clasping his hands in a fist and saying, "It was my mistake. I hope you will forgive me, young master. I will have someone investigate again immediately."

"Liu Zhang and Xing Zidie have already returned to the capital of Dayong. Why are Liu Xin and Liu Xianxian still here? Isn't Malan City the fiefdom of the Sikong family?"

The young man asked.

"Young master, it is early spring now. The area around Malan Mountain is backed by the wilderness, which is a time when bandits are rampant. Liu Xin was recommended and sent by the Liu family to suppress the bandits."

"Suppressing bandits? Would the Sikong family allow them to launch a large-scale bandit suppression campaign on their own fiefdom? Sikong Shu and Liu Changyue have been fighting each other for decades, and now they've actually reached a consensus. That's interesting."

The young master's deep eyes narrowed into a thin line as he spoke with a half-smile.

"Young Master wants to..."

Black Mountain's heart tightened as he stared intently at his unfathomable young master.

The young master smiled but remained silent, while Black Mountain could clearly feel a strange chill emanating from him.

"What news is there from Tian Sheng?"

"His Majesty wishes to form a marriage alliance with Dayong, but has not yet decided whether to send the young master or the fourth prince. I have heard that the bride may be the ninth princess of Dayong, Xing Fuhua, a remarkable woman of both talent and beauty in the Dayong Dynasty. If the young master can win over this princess, it will surely be of great benefit to us!"

A glimmer of hope flashed in Heishan's eyes as he looked expectantly at his master. However, his young master smiled disdainfully and said indifferently, "This prince is not so foolish as to place his hopes on a woman."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around coldly and walked towards the dim lights ahead. The cool breeze blew his pale blue robe, like a desolate blue aurora that swept past his eyes.

As night deepened, the spring chill lingered, and the cold wind felt like a piercing sword.

Suddenly, the sound of a night watchman's gong rang out in the quiet alley—'The third watch has passed, be careful of fire!' The clear voice drifted into the night on the wind, startling a young man in a moonlit robe who was lying on the couch by the window.

The young man raised his delicate eyebrows, his refined face showing a touch of elegance. Hearing the night watchman's gong coming from the alleyway, he straightened up, closed the book in his hand, tossed it aside, and casually reached into his sleeve. In an instant, a delicate and beautiful purse appeared in his hand.

"Ambergris..."

"Top-grade snow mountain ice silkworm silk... not something ordinary nobles can possess. The embroidery... hmm, this person... how did he end up here?"

A sudden knock on the door interrupted the boy's thoughts.

"Your subordinate greets you, sir. A letter has arrived from the capital; please take a look."

The subordinate, dressed in a gray, close-fitting outfit, bowed and carefully presented the letter in his hand. The master had been acting strangely these past few months, his temper unpredictable, and he appeared and disappeared like a ghost. This was the fifth time he had sent a letter, and fortunately, he had run into someone.

"read."

Under the dim light, Sikong Jin turned to look out the window. The dappled shadows of the trees were reflected in front of her, like ghosts. Her casual tone drifted in the air, without stirring up the slightest ripple.

"My lord, it's a letter from the patriarch." The gray-clad subordinate unfolded the letter, glanced at the signature, paused, and then continued nervously, "My lord, the patriarch wants you to cooperate fully with General Liu Xin's bandit suppression operation and support him in acting expediently if necessary. The letter also says they will take good care of Madam and Young Master Mo, so you can rest assured..."

"Cooperate with Liu Xin in suppressing the bandits, and act as you see fit?"

"Yes," the gray-clad subordinate replied in a low voice, head bowed.

Sikong Jin remained silent.

quite a while……

She suddenly smiled inexplicably, a gentle curve forming at the corners of her lips. Her exquisitely beautiful face reflected the cold moonlight, concealing the sharpness, disdain, and arrogance in her eyes. Her expression appeared very gentle and calm, yet the aura surrounding her caused her gray-clad subordinate to pause in surprise.

He was unaware of the feud between Liu Xin and Sikong Jin.

He didn't know that the bandits in the Malan Mountains numbered as many as eight thousand, while Liu Xin only had two thousand Liu family soldiers he brought from the capital.

Suppress bandits?

This is pure fart!

Do they really think they're the same Sikong Jin they were three months ago?

She wouldn't be 002 if she didn't stride confidently back to the capital!

Nan Chen never considered compromising herself. For her, the word 'complaining' was not about helping others or being magnanimous, but rather about feeling powerless!

You want her dead?

They have to die first!

"Should we reply to the head of the family, sir?"

The subordinate in gray sighed inwardly. He never expected that after his master passed away, the young master and his wife would be so destitute and oppressed. Even though he knew that Malan City was a remote and impoverished place, the head of the family still sent him here...

"You may return on my behalf." After a long while, Sikong Jin's calm and composed voice came through. "Tell him that I miss my mother very much, that I am suffering and in great pain, and ask him when he will send someone to pick me up."

Uncomfortable?

She felt uneasy all over, like she was suffering, until she got rid of that despicable couple! What's more, there were so many grudges she had on her mind in that city, and she couldn't eat or sleep if she didn't go back and settle them.