Their strength is comparable to that of the Imperial Guards.
As the youngest daughter of Marquis Anbo, Shen Jiao was doted on by her elders from a young age. Rather than practicing martial arts, she preferred dressing up and going out with the noble ladies of the royal city to buy beautiful clothes.
As a result, Shen Jiao's martial arts skills were a hodgepodge, neither good nor bad, and she couldn't even beat the lowest-ranking guards in the Marquis of Anbo's mansion.
And now, she defeated the Gu family's secret guards with just one move?
Shen Qingcheng began to think, and Shen Qingye told him that Shen Jiao became the leader of the martial arts alliance because of the Emperor's coercion and enticement.
But……
Is that really the case?
Suddenly, an unstoppable sword aura struck, as fierce as a thousand troops.
This sword energy...
That's so fast!
Shen Qingcheng's brows furrowed, and as he released Gu An, he immediately dodged.
Despite his quick dodge, several strands of his hair were still severed by the Azure Dragon Sword.
On his way to Southern Xinjiang, Shen Qingcheng imagined countless times what it would be like to meet Shen Jiao—
They kept explaining, kept defending themselves, kept arguing...
However, he never expected it to be such a cold and indifferent scene of swords and shadows.
Unaware of the elder brother's strength, Shen Jiao seized the opportunity while he was in a daze to rob him.
The tyrant said, "Although sneak attacks are shameless, as long as they work, that's all that matters, right?"
Shen Qingcheng's hand was itching to draw his sword, but he sighed inwardly and finally let go, choosing to defend rather than attack.
He looked at the little girl in front of him with a complicated expression.
Even though it's only been half a year, why does it feel like decades have passed?
In Shen Jiao's eyes, there was an untouchable detachment and indifference.
And there's a hint of something undisguised...
Bored.
Shen Qingcheng's mind wandered again.
With a glint of silver light, this time Shen Jiao's sharp sword struck him squarely at the neck.
If he deviated even an inch, his artery would be severed.
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