“She has done everything she could. If you want to restore the country, then go ahead! I’m taking her with me. There are no imperial physicians in the capital who can cure her, so I’ll take her to Runan. I’ve heard that there are miracle doctors in Runan.”

Chu Moyu stopped Meng Yuxiu: "You can leave, but she has to stay. She is the princess of Da Shun and the backbone of the Three Pages Sect!"

Even if she dies?

"I will find a doctor to save her!"

Meng Yuxiu glanced at Chu Moyu again, noticing the suppressed adoration in his eyes. He scoffed, a hint of contempt in his voice, as if mocking his foolishness.

"Back at the banquet, you had doubts about the outcome. There was still time. Let's settle the score then and there will be no regrets, even if it means death."

"you--"

"I know you've wanted to make a move for a long time, even going so far as to bribe the government. Are you going to give up such a great opportunity?"

How could this be? Chu Moyu quickly selected a long sword, and Meng Yuxiu also did not use the Mengli Sword, but chose a more suitable one. They started fighting in the open space in the courtyard.

Aunt Lu looked out the window, annoyed that the two of them didn't know their place.

It's not that I don't want to advise, it's that I can't.

Meng Yuxiu struck first, his cold sword aimed directly at his upper body. Chu Moyu drew a half-circle with his toes, arriving at Meng Yuxiu's side and back, and slashed at his back with his long sword.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Meng Yuxiu gripped his sword to block and then wrapped his blade around it.

After exchanging over a hundred blows, Chu Moyu finally spotted a weakness, swept his right leg, and his knife landed on him.

Little did he know that it was a trap. Meng Yuxiu leaped into the air and slashed at his shoulder with lightning speed. Chu Moyu was a little too slow to dodge, and his arm was cut open. The knife in his hand was also intercepted by Meng Yuxiu.

A hint of hatred flashed across Chu Moyu's gloomy face.