The system was also shocked. It never expected that its host would like the murderous female demon Li Mochou. Is this a case of birds of a feather flocking together?

In the novel "The Return of the Condor Heroes," Xiangyang City is home to many martial arts practitioners. Walking through its streets and alleys, one can feel the strong atmosphere of the martial arts world.

After arriving here, Kuafu casually found a small tea stall, sat down calmly, and watched the people of Xiangyang City come and go.

Under the influence of divine sense, Guo Jing's residence appeared in his mind. Just then, a young girl dressed in a yellow dress walked out of the residence.

The girl's eyes were full of mischief. Accompanied by a maid, she had just stepped out of the Guo mansion gate when she hurriedly used her lightness skill to take off and fly towards the city center.

This movement technique is incredibly agile. If Huang Rong were here, she would surely praise it highly. This is the lightness skill that she taught her daughter Guo Fu.

Kuafu put down his teacup and muttered, "So it was this crazy woman."

Whether reading novels or watching TV dramas in his previous life, he had no liking for Guo Fu whatsoever.

This woman, relying on being the daughter of the great hero Guo and having been accustomed to a life of luxury since childhood, has always been arrogant and disdainful of everyone.

spoiled and willful!

Arrogant and domineering!

When Kuafu saw Yang Guo's arm being chopped off by this woman, he was furious and wished he could jump into the TV screen and tear her to pieces!

Later, we see that Yang Guo, because of Guo Jing, extended a helping hand to her several times when she was in trouble.

This is absolutely infuriating!

"Since it's fate, I'll do it on behalf of God..."

Kuafu smirked, then stood up and muttered to himself, "What the hell is this talk about Heaven? It's so hypocritical. I want to settle my grievances and get justice!"

With that, he flashed and appeared behind Guo Fu.

The woman walked up to a stall selling trinkets and stared at a group of trinkets on the ground with great interest.

"Boss, how much is this?"

Guo Fu smiled and asked, holding the exquisite clay figurine in her hand.

The old man at the stall said tremblingly, "I'm giving you...the daughter of Master Guo."

Guo Fu exchanged a few polite words, but seeing that she couldn't refuse, she had no choice but to accept it. However, she didn't even say thank you, treating the name "Master Guo" as a panacea.

Just then.

A group of martial arts practitioners on horseback hurried past, seemingly in a rush. They whipped their horses and galloped towards Guo Fu, nearly knocking her to the ground.

The clay figure in her hand fell to the ground. Startled, her face turned pale. Looking up, she saw that the group of men on horseback had all dismounted.

"You bastards, do you even know who I am?"

"Does riding a horse mean you can't see?"

Guo Fu, her pretty face cold, put one hand on her hip and pointed with the other at the plain-clad men walking towards her, each of them looking uneasy.

"Young lady, I'm so sorry, my name is Li Ran, and these are my brothers."

The burly man at the head of the group bowed apologetically and said, "My brother's mother is seriously ill, and we are in a hurry to take her to the clinic. That's why we accidentally bumped into you. How about I give you some money as compensation?"

As he spoke, he anxiously took out a silver ingot from his pocket, presented it with both hands, and handed it to Guo Fu.

The pale-faced woman on horseback coughed, and if it weren't for the man supporting her, she certainly wouldn't have been able to stay on the horse safely.

"Snap!"

Guo Fu gave a cold laugh, knocked the silver from Li Ran's hand to the ground, and said arrogantly, "Do you think I'm someone who lacks money?"

"You hit me and think you can settle it with money? Let me tell you, Guo Jing is my father, and you almost killed his daughter!"

This stern shout immediately drew a crowd, and people's eyes revealed awe, for this was the daughter of Master Guo.

She has always been known for her unreasonable and willful ways.

Many people looked at Li Ran and his group with sympathy.

Clearly, Li Ran and his group were not exactly rising stars; they were probably just unknown figures in the martial arts world.

Now that they've offended Master Guo's daughter, can they escape unscathed?

Not far away, Kuafu stood with his arms crossed, a cold glint frequently flashing in his eyes. This crazy woman was disgusting no matter what.

After watching this show, I slept with her!

Don't get me wrong, it's just a simple "doing"... just a little bit!

As expected, when Li Ran and the others heard that the woman was Guo Jing's daughter, a look of fear immediately appeared in their eyes.

Amidst the fear, there was also a hidden sense of respect!

When people mention Guo Jing, who doesn't say he's a renowned martial arts hero?

Regardless of the circumstances, Li Ran's mother is now critically ill, and all that happened was an accidental bump into her. Doesn't this young lady Guo have a bit too much of a temper?

An apology is useless.

Losing money won't help.

So, what do you really want?

Li Ran took a deep breath, turned around and glanced at the frail woman on horseback, who was almost terminally ill, a look of helplessness in his eyes.

"Miss Guo, what exactly do you want from us before you let us leave?"

"Now that your aunt is seriously ill, time... really can't be delayed!"

His voice almost implied a plea.

"Hmph, I don't care who's crazy. None of you here are leaving today unless you kneel down and kowtow to me a few times."

Guo Fu said smugly, "My father is Guo Jing and my mother is Huang Rong. I may be a little lawless, but who can control me?"

Especially in Xiangyang City, who would dare to be her enemy?

These peasants dared to bump into her so carelessly; they must pay the price!

"you……"

Upon hearing this, the group of men, their clothes patched and their faces weathered and worn, trembled with rage, pointing at Guo Fu, speechless for a moment.