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In the open space of the courtyard, the brothers of the Biao Ju gathered around, even Old Zhang from the stable peeked his head out. Uncle Lin stood at the front, his brows furrowed tightly.
Xie Wuyuan stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his expression calm, making it hard to tell what he was thinking.
Liu Mingyue's whip technique was indeed impressive. The long whip danced through the air like a serpent emerging from its hole, striking at odd angles with a whooshing sound. It was evident that she had received guidance from a master and had put in considerable effort.
I, Su Yan, was no pushover either. The sword techniques left by my mother, combined with the practical moves my father had refined, along with years of experience escorting goods across the land, had long surpassed what an ordinary martial artist could achieve.
I responded calmly, my blade flashing as I protected myself. Although Liu Mingyue's whip was fast, it could not break through my defensive circle.
After several exchanges, Liu Mingyue grew anxious from her inability to gain the upper hand. Her strikes quickened, faintly carrying the sound of thunder and wind.
I realized she was serious now and wanted to end this quickly.
With a cold smile, I stopped merely defending. Changing my footwork, I suddenly lunged forward, my Yanling Dao carving an unusual arc aimed directly at her wrist.
Liu Mingyue was taken aback and hurriedly retracted her whip to defend herself.
However, my strike was merely a feint; the real lethal move followed closely behind—a sweeping slash.
The blade glided past her side with a chilling air.
With a sharp "snip," her ornate silk sash at her waist was severed cleanly.
Liu Mingyue's face turned pale in an instant as she staggered back a few steps, clutching her waist and looking at me with a mix of shock and anger.
She wasn't injured, but my strike had cut her sash, causing her to lose composure in front of everyone—more humiliating than a slap to the face.
"You!" She trembled with rage, unable to articulate her words.
A hush fell over the crowd. The Biao Ju brothers wanted to cheer but dared not do so.
Xie Wuyuan's expression darkened as he quickly stepped forward to support Liu Mingyue without even glancing at me.
"Are you alright, Mingyue?" His tone was filled with concern.
Liu Mingyue's eyes reddened as she shook her head and leaned against him pitifully.
Only then did Xie Wuyuan turn his gaze toward me, his eyes cold and fierce. "Su Yan! You have some nerve! How dare you lay such a vicious hand on Mingyue!"
Vicious hand? I had merely severed her sash.
"Is Young Master Xie blind?" I retorted without hesitation. "Miss Liu is unharmed. Yet you condemn someone without understanding the situation—this is how your Noble House operates?"
"Impudent!" Xie Wuyuan exploded in anger. "Someone! Seize her!"
Several guards from the Noble House immediately drew their swords and advanced.
"Stop!" Uncle Lin, along with Biao Ju's brothers, rushed in to block me.
It seemed a fight was about to break out.
I raised my hand to stop Uncle Lin. "Uncle Lin, this is not your concern."
I looked directly at Xie Wuyuan and said slowly, "Xie Wuyuan, do you want to capture me? Fine. But I, Su Yan, will only die fighting; I will not be intimidated. Think carefully."
My gaze swept over his guards. Although they were numerous, if it came down to a fight, they would have to pay the price as well.
Xie Wuyuan's expression shifted unpredictably before he finally waved his hand, signaling his guards to retreat.
He gave me a cold, penetrating look. "Su Yan, take care of yourself."
With that, he turned away, embracing Liu Mingyue as he left without looking back.
Liu Mingyue saw me as a thorn in her side; although she did not confront me directly again, her maids and servants found various ways to trip me up.
Clothes left out to dry were "accidentally" soiled, and sand was mixed into my horse feed.
There was even one time when the healing medicine I prepared for Uncle Lin and the others was tampered with. If it weren't for my keen sense of smell detecting something off, the consequences would have been dire.
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