Even women who travel through time can become prime ministers and nobles.

The shopkeeper, with his keen eyes, immediately spotted the group of people entering the shop. He immediately stepped forward to greet them warmly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. From their clothing and appearance, the shopkeeper easily recognized the identities of these distinguished guests.

Leading the group was Wei Zhaoye, the chief disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect in Jingzhou. He was tall and imposing, with an extraordinary air about him. His white robes fluttered in the wind, making him appear like an immortal descending to earth. His handsome face and heroic spirit captivated everyone who saw him.

Beside him stood the daughter of the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, dressed in a long pink dress that swayed in the wind like a blooming peach blossom. Her face was exquisitely beautiful, her skin as white as snow, her eyes as bright as stars, and a faint smile on her lips that was as comforting as a gentle breeze.

The shopkeeper inwardly admired them; these two were indeed outstanding individuals with extraordinary bearing. He quickly and respectfully said, "Welcome, Young Hero Wei and Miss, to our humble establishment. How may I help you?"

Wei Zhaoye nodded slightly and said, "Shopkeeper, we were passing by and heard that your shop has a wide variety of items. My junior sister is looking for some jewelry. Please bring out all the fine and gorgeous jewelry here so that my junior sister can choose."

The innkeeper quickly replied, "Young Master Wei, you flatter us. The food and wine in our humble establishment are just simple home-cooked meals. We hope that you and your wife will not find them offensive."

As he spoke, the innkeeper led Wei Zhaoye and the sect leader's daughter to a private room and ordered the waiter to serve a sumptuous feast. Wei Zhaoye and the sect leader's daughter savored the food and drinks, praising its deliciousness.

During this time, the shopkeeper stood respectfully to the side, serving them. Once Shi Wanxia saw that they had made their selections, she went to find the shopkeeper.

"Shopkeeper, how much is it? We still need to buy some items. How about this, shopkeeper, take these to Fengyi Inn and give them to the shopkeeper, okay?" Shi Wanxia thought that it was still early, and she hadn't bought the books and other things yet, so she might as well buy some more to keep for the journey.

The shopkeeper immediately took notes and nodded repeatedly in agreement. Shi Wanxia had Qinglan and the other girl put on the jewelry they had just bought, and the two sisters chose two pearl hairpins to adorn their hair. The pearl tassels were indeed small and cute, quite suitable for them.

"Miss, that's seventy-six taels and twenty mace in total. Seventy-six taels will do; I'll have someone deliver it to you shortly." The shopkeeper finished calculating, his face beaming. Business was quite profitable today!

Shi Wanxia gestured for Li Changyu to pay, since he had the money bag. Li Changyu gave the shopkeeper eighty taels of silver, and she took the change.

"Let's go! Let's explore other places. Licheng is so big, we can have a good look around," Shi Wanxia said, leading the group out of the shop. In the golden autumn season, the sun was still blazing, and the streets were bustling with people. The shouts of various vendors rose and fell, creating a lively atmosphere.

They strolled through the streets, curiously observing everything around them. The street stalls were filled with novel jewelry, shimmering brightly and attracting many eyes. The food stalls emitted enticing aromas, making mouths water. They couldn't resist sampling some local delicacies, savoring their unique flavors.

Afterwards, the group arrived at the bookstore. The bookstore was filled with all sorts of books, a dazzling array. They selected several copies of the Analects, the Book of Poetry, and some storybooks, and also bought writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones. These storybooks were all too outdated; Shi Wanxia planned to write her own and then sell them, as she was quite skilled at writing storybooks. However, the brushes and paper were really expensive! That alone cost nearly twenty taels of silver.

After leaving the bookstore, they continued to stroll along the street, with carriages passing by from time to time.

On the street ahead, the group of people wielding swords reappeared. They were surrounded by a crowd, the atmosphere tense and oppressive. Shi Wanxia had intended to avoid this dangerous place, but her steps involuntarily halted.

The Chinese people's innate love of watching a spectacle, ingrained in their genes, was fully unleashed at this moment. Her curiosity drove her closer to the crowd, wanting to see what was going on.

Shi Wanxia squeezed through the crowd and finally saw the scene before her. The group of people wielding swords all had cold, stern faces, and their eyes revealed an air of authority. They exuded an aura of awe, making people hesitant to approach them.

Surrounding them were a group of guards armed with swords, and behind them was their city lord's son. Their faces were filled with fear and unease, but since their young master had given the order and taken a fancy to the woman, he naturally wanted to take her away. However, her senior brothers fought desperately, protecting the woman behind them, while the common people watched from a distance. Occasionally, the voices of those in the know could be heard explaining what had happened.

This young master, always arrogant and disdainful of others, suddenly flew into a rage and ordered his men to tie up the woman and take her back. They obeyed without hesitation, killing Wei Zhaoye and his companions. In their young master's eyes, he was fearless; there was no woman he couldn't have.

His eyes revealed a wild and domineering nature, as if the whole world was under his control. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, carrying a cold smile that sent chills down one's spine.

Wei Zhaoye was enraged, veins bulging on his forehead, his eyes burning with fury. Without a word, he drew his sword and charged at the guard who had insulted his junior sister. His movements were swift as lightning, his sword strikes fierce, as if he intended to kill his opponent with a single blow.

Seeing this, his fellow disciples joined the battle without hesitation. Each of them was agile and skilled in swordsmanship, and they cooperated perfectly with Wei Zhaoye, forming a powerful attack line.

Her junior sister was not to be outdone. She drew her sword and charged at the纨绔 (wán kù, a spoiled young master) who had just insulted her. Her eyes were filled with anger and determination, and the sword in her hand gleamed coldly, as if she wanted to avenge herself.

In an instant, swords flashed and shouts of battle filled the air. Wei Zhaoye and his fellow disciples displayed astonishing strength. The纨绔子弟 (a spoiled young master) and his men fought desperately, and soon all of his guards were gone.

Qiu Jinyan was as light as a swallow, her sword moving with her will. Her nimble body danced gracefully in the air, her black hair fluttering with the movement of the sword. Her murderous aura swept the纨绔子弟 (spoiled brat) Chen Zongjue off his horse with a single blow. The sword tip pointed directly at his neck. Chen Zongjue, terrified, babbled incoherently, "You audacious commoners, do you know who I am? I am the young lord of Licheng! If you dare kill me, my father will not forgive you! You…" Before he could finish speaking, Qiu Jinyan slashed his neck with her sword, and he immediately collapsed to the ground, lifeless, bleeding profusely. The crowd scattered in terror, and Wei Zhaoye, pulling his junior sister up, used his lightness skill to quickly leave this dangerous place.

Shi Wanxia suddenly realized that everyone had run away, and if the officials came, they would inevitably be questioned. She was just about to lead them away when an angry shout rang out from behind her.

"Who dares to commit violence and injure my son in my Licheng territory? Guards, seize him and take him back to the government office for strict interrogation."