When the group returned to the Popov family, the butler was filled with disbelief. How high must this man's fighting skills be? This is not scientific. How could someone so young have such high fighting skills?

But when the group of people returned to their family with their last breaths and told them about their failure, they all fainted.

The butler found someone to take them to the infirmary. After the physician examined them, what he said shocked the butler and everyone present.

“They don’t just have superficial injuries, but multiple fractures all over their bodies. I suspect there are also internal injuries. Get them to the hospital immediately! I can’t treat these injuries.”

The injuries were so horrifying that they burned the eyes of everyone present. How ruthless must this person have been to beat someone so badly that there wasn't a single unscathed spot on their skin!

Later, it took these people half a year to recover from their injuries. When Popov and his grandson found out, they were disappointed, but they were not surprised by the result. Perhaps they had guessed that An Moxue was powerful, but they just did not want to admit it.

Anthony said, "Grandpa, let's hire someone! Let's find top-notch experts. We're not afraid we can't handle her." The family's martial arts are no match for that woman; we have to call in outside help.

"That's the only way. Don't worry about the cost, find a few more." Old Popov, in all his years, had rarely encountered someone like this.

An Moxue was unaware of the Popov family's obsession; she was currently busy negotiating with the professor about requesting leave.

"Teacher, don't worry, I won't fall behind in my studies even during the holidays. If you don't believe me, just test me when I get back." This old man is really something, always watching whether she attends class and whether she completes her assignments. He must have a grudge against her.

"Students should prioritize their studies. You've taken a whole week off. What are you planning to do? What important thing could possibly be worth sacrificing so many days of your studies?" The old professor didn't even glance at her, his head bowed as he looked at the homework on the table.

An Moxue had no way to deal with this stubborn old man, so she could only play the victim, "Teacher, as you know, I'm all alone..."

"Stop, stop playing the victim. That won't work on me. Everyone knows you're rich and don't have to worry about making a living." The old man pushed up his glasses and continued looking at the homework on the table.

"No, teacher, I have to live and make a living. This time, there was a problem with a business deal I was working with. I can't be quick to accept money but back down when it comes to doing things. That's not my style. I can't do that." Seeing that playing the victim was useless, An Moxue decisively changed her strategy.

"Can't the partner solve this by himself?" The old man finally looked up at her.

An Moxue said somewhat helplessly, "Only I can go; it's pointless for anyone else to go. Otherwise, I can't come to ask the teacher for leave. The main problem is that the location is far away, and it would take up too much time on the way. Teacher, could you please be lenient with me? I promise I won't fall behind in my studies."

The old professor looked at her and said earnestly, "Integrity is the most important thing in life. Not leaving trouble to your partner to handle alone shows your sense of responsibility. Your perseverance is the most valuable thing."

Fearing that she might not handle things well due to her youthful impetuosity, I added, "If you don't handle it well, call the teacher. I know a couple of people who can be of some help."

An Moxue felt a warmth in her heart, but also a sense of guilt towards the professor for deceiving him. However, she had no choice. If she didn't go, she would feel resentful. Knowing about it didn't seem like she didn't know. As a person, one should always do something small that may not change the big picture, but is within one's power. Like streams flowing into a river, it's always better than doing nothing, isn't it?

"Thank you, teacher. Don't worry, if I don't handle it well, I will definitely call you. After all, only you would not look down on me and would think of helping me without asking for anything in return."

The old professor gritted his teeth, but said the most heartwarming words, "Try to go and come back as soon as possible, understand? And if you don't keep your promises to me, just wait and see how I deal with you later."

"Okay, teacher. I'll bring you some local specialties when I come back," An Moxue replied cheerfully.

The old professor laughed and scolded, "I don't accept bribes, don't try that. Hurry up and leave! You're delaying my grading."

"I'm leaving now, you can continue your great work!" An Moxue said cheerfully as she left the office.

An Moxue left the office. The old professor glanced at the door, shook his head and smiled, and continued grading the assignments on the desk.

During the break between classes, An Moxue told Sophia and the others that she would be leaving for a few days due to some business.

The new store had just opened, and she was worried that they might not be able to find her if they needed anything, which would be bad.

Then, after school in the afternoon, she found Carl with a gift.

"Karl, I have some urgent business to attend to and will have to leave for a few days. I won't be able to attend Polina's birthday party. This is a birthday gift I prepared for her. Please give it to her for me."

"Do you need any help?" Karl was always a pragmatic person, and he genuinely believed that he would help An Moxue if needed.

"Thank you, Carl. I can handle it."

After arranging her affairs for the week she was away, An Moxue disguised herself as a dashing young man and left home late at night.

However, not long after she left, two people came to her door.

They swaggered into An Moxue's house as if it were their own home.

The two searched An Moxue's house for a while, but found no useful clues or anyone there, so they casually sat down on the sofa.

They waited all night, and when the two woke up, it was already dawn. "Master, where could this person have gone? Wasn't she said to be an orphan?"

"Who knows! But I've heard that some Mongolian noblewomen appear very proper on the surface, but are quite promiscuous in private. I wonder if this Jido is one of them?"

If An Moxue and Wu Sicheng were here, they would definitely exclaim, "What a small world!"

These two people were none other than the ancient martial arts master and disciple whom Wu Sicheng had chased in the deep mountains and forests of Ankou Town, Anping County. When they chased this group, Wu Sicheng's team suffered heavy injuries, and some of them almost lost their lives. They had been chasing them for so many days, watching helplessly as they crossed the border and escaped to this side.

It was only this time that Wu Sicheng had the idea of ​​learning ancient martial arts. If he knew that these two people were at An Moxue's house, I wonder if he would be happier or more worried.

"Then I'll keep an eye on her myself tonight! Once I figure out her schedule, it won't be too late for you to come, Master."

"No need, the sooner it's resolved, the better. I'm afraid of any complications."

However, after staking out for several days, the master and apprentice still couldn't catch anyone and became increasingly angry. Where did this little girl go?

How could such a simple task be completed so easily?

Both master and apprentice found it unbelievable.