Ignoring her chaotic thoughts, Mingyue left the Imperial Preceptor's residence without looking back. Holding a bag of roasted chestnuts she had bought from who-knows-where, she swaggered into the manor mentioned by the martial arts practitioners.

Mingyue stepped forward and politely knocked on the door. An elderly man in his sixties peeked out from inside. The man stared at Mingyue warily and asked, "Who are you? What do you want?"

"I need to borrow some water; eating too much will make me choke."

Mingyue gave a half-hearted excuse.

The elderly man responded with a "hehe" and then closed the door behind him.

Mingyue: "..."

Mingyue gazed sadly at the sky; she really wanted to drink water, as these chestnuts were so dry.

Since she wouldn't lend water, she decided to steal it.

Oh, this isn't called stealing, it's called borrowing.

With a light leap, Mingyue ascended into the courtyard, where she stared directly at the elderly man from before. The old man's hands trembled as he stammered, "You...you...you..."

"Yes, I need water."

You keep saying "you, you, you" for ages, you're in such a hurry.

The elderly man, his fingers trembling, pulled the rope, and instantly a series of bells rang out from the manor.

"Anyone who dares to trespass on Su Village will die a horrible death!"

"Sir, is it really necessary to make such a fuss?"

The elderly man spat and stared intently at the bright moon.

A short while later, a large group of people surged over. Jiang Jian's face paled slightly, and when he saw Mingyue, his expression changed. "Why is it her?"

"You know him?"

Upon hearing Jiang Jian's words, the masked man beside him asked a question indifferently.

Jiang Jian nodded, his brows furrowed as he looked at Mingyue with a serious expression. "It was she who caused a scene at Linglong's hotel during the day. This person is highly skilled in martial arts and is not afraid of poison. We must be careful."

Upon hearing this, the masked man finally looked at Mingyue with a slightly serious expression, narrowing his eyes dangerously and parting his thin lips slightly, "Isn't she the Imperial Advisor who is currently enjoying great influence in the capital?"

"Her? Isn't the Imperial Advisor supposed to have white hair?"

Having traveled the world, Jiang Jian knew a little about the image of the Grand Preceptor of the Great Rong Dynasty. He had heard that this Grand Preceptor had lost his lifespan due to his destiny and his hair turned white overnight.

But the other person's black hair didn't look like it was shortening their lifespan at all.

The masked man was silent for a moment, then said, "Grab her. We can't let her escape from Su Village today."

"Oh? You've already discussed it?"

She had already finished eating the chestnuts while she was waiting.

Mingyue threw away the bag of chestnuts in her hand, clapped her hands, and said, "The sooner you harvest them, the sooner you can go home and have a meal."

"How arrogant!"

The masked man sneered, drew his longsword, and infused the blade with his inner strength, then swung it toward Mingyue.

Amidst the flashing swords, Mingyue kicked up a chestnut shell at her feet towards the masked man, who sneered, "Is that all you've got?"

"Even the Third Prince doesn't show his true face, so why should I reveal my true abilities?"

Su Mian was shocked and momentarily disoriented. If he had been thinking of sparing this person's life just now, he now only wanted to kill her.

Su Mian's swordsmanship was deadly, but the bright moon was like a mudfish, evading him and driving him crazy.

"What kind of skill is it to just dodge and weave? If you're so capable, why don't you fight me head-on?"

"If I can dodge even a sliver of information, that shows I'm capable. If you're so capable, why don't you hit me?"

Mingyue chuckled.

The provocative voice made Su Mian's eyes turn red, and he let out a cold laugh as his Adam's apple bobbed. "You're asking for death. It'll be good to test your sister's musket."

Su Mian raised his hand and pulled a flintlock pistol from his waist. The dark hole pointed directly at the moon, and he fired three shots.

The musket was powerful and extremely fast. He practiced for a long time before he could achieve accurate aim. He didn't believe that Mingyue could survive under the musket.