An Moxue took the backpack that Ai Guo had given her, casually slung it over her shoulder, waved to Ai Guo, and then headed to the police station.

As soon as she left, before Ai Guo could even turn around, he was stopped by the young man who had been looking for him. "Brother, who is this little sister of yours?"

Everyone in the carriage was listening intently, eager to know who this mysterious woman was.

In this day and age, there are still people who go out with silver whips around their waists. The key is that she took down the kidnappers' iron bars with a single move. They didn't even know how she knocked the kidnappers unconscious.

Could this be the legendary martial arts master?

Ai Guo, abandoning his usual easygoing manner, adopted the characteristic arrogance of a young man from a prestigious Beijing family. He looked at the young man with disdain, his words both haughty and infuriating, "Sister? That's my sister! Who are you to call her that? Don't you even know your own age? Are you even fully grown yet? What does she have to do with you? Why are you calling her so intimately? What do you want? You want to ask about her? What right do you have? You probably don't know what death means! Tch~"

The young man paused, his face turning sour. He couldn't understand how someone who had seemed so easy to talk to could suddenly change his attitude, especially since he hadn't offended him!

The young man calmed down a bit and said somewhat awkwardly, "Brother, don't misunderstand, I'm just curious. Out of admiration for the strong, I want to know more about her."

Ai Guo looked at him and reminded him, "Oh! If that's what you mean, I can understand. But all I can tell you is, don't ask what you shouldn't ask. There are some people you shouldn't know, and knowing them might not be beneficial. Be careful with your words and actions, understand?"

The young man became even more curious about An Moxue's identity, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, at Ai Guo's request, he recounted what had happened.

Whenever he described a particularly interesting point, Ai Guo would readily chime in with a comment:

"My sister is amazing!"

Or:

"My sister is just that awesome!"

Those who overheard this were speechless.

Although the two spoke softly, everyone in the carriage was so frightened that they couldn't fall asleep. They all strained their ears to listen to what others were saying, or whispered among themselves, comforting and exchanging words.

Most of them were filled with gratitude towards the mysterious girl, except for the first girl who was caught, who was silently cursing An Moxue in her heart.

Meanwhile, An Moxue, sitting in the police station, looked at the fifteen criminals on the ground and silently prayed, "Ancestors, please bless me and let this unfilial grandson An Moxue have a safe journey and that nothing else will happen. I just want to have a few days of peace and quiet, why is it so difficult? Ancestors, please bless me!"

Meanwhile, in another dimension, the three patriarchs who were resting all sneezed several times in unison. They looked at each other, wondering why they were sneezing after just coming down from the battlefield.

The same old man in the blue, wide-sleeved robe said with some disdain, "It's probably that little brat at home nagging again. I wonder what she's wishing for this time. I'm not trying to be mean, but Ah Li, you shouldn't have given her that precious peace charm back then. You even cast a spell on the three of us, so she keeps nagging all the time. It's so annoying!"

The woman dressed in animal skins spoke up: "We live in constant fear of death. I'm afraid that if something happens to us, she'll have a way out, after all, she's the only bloodline in the family."

The woman dressed in leaves spoke softly, "So what if we gave it to you? It's just that we didn't give it to you! You're arguing with the younger generation about things, what a pathetic sight! Can't you grow up a little?"

The man retorted, "Is that an ordinary thing? Even Ah Li couldn't bear to use it. It can gather and nourish the primordial soul. As long as one soul remains, it can gather the other primordial souls and spirits. It's like having multiple chances to be reborn. As long as you're not devoured, it's like being able to live forever."

The woman in the animal skin simply said, "That brand is destined for her."

The man muttered, "You've already given it away, so of course it's fate. Besides, it's your stuff, and I'm not upset about it. After all, he's the only son in the family. I just feel that we don't know how long this war will last, so keeping some of it is a way out for you."

Ahri simply said, "It's alright." Then she closed her eyes and began her cultivation.

The other two exchanged a glance, said nothing more, and closed their eyes to continue their cultivation.

On the train

Two train police officers remained in the police station to keep watch, while several others went to inspect each carriage.

Two major incidents occurred on a train during its journey, and everyone was on edge, not daring to be negligent.

An Moxue sat there, unmoved as a mountain, making the two train police officers tremble with fear. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear of angering this powerful figure. They didn't know whether she would directly beat them up or cause trouble in front of their superiors. They didn't want either outcome.

An Moxue felt listless sitting there, unable to rest, and unable to ignore the matter, so she couldn't help but feel a bit irritable.

Originally, I just wanted to relax and have some fun with Old Ma and his wife for a few days, but I never expected so many things to happen on the train before we even arrived in Shanghai!

They could only pass the time with two railway police officers.

"Comrades, don't be nervous. Come, let's talk about this group of train hijackers. In what year did you first hear about a train hijacking? Which train? How often did it happen? Were there any casualties?"

She acted casually and nonchalantly, but neither of the two train police officers dared to answer her questions casually.

The two thought for a moment, and one of them said, "The first time I heard about train hijackings was not on this train, but on another train bound for Shanghai. And now that I think about it, it seems that they were all committed at night, and all of them were near Da'an Mountain, which is the mountain range we are passing through now."

After he finished speaking, another person chimed in, "There were injured passengers, but I haven't heard of any deaths. I'm not sure exactly which year, but it's true that it happened a few years ago."

An Moxue narrowed her eyes, a cold glint flashing in her gaze as she looked at the two of them. "Then why didn't you take any action when you passed through a high-risk section of road?"

Both of them lowered their heads when she asked that question.

An Moxue couldn't see their expressions, but she could guess what they were thinking. She sneered, "Isn't it just that the higher-ups are not doing their jobs and you don't want to take any risks, so you just let things slide? A bunch of parasites who hold positions without doing their jobs."

She paused for a moment, then asked, "How much longer until the next stop?"

One of them answered, "About an hour and a half more."

She didn't ask anything more, took out a book from her backpack and started reading leisurely, but the two train police officers felt like they were sitting on pins and needles, and that each day felt like an eternity.