Since Ling Feng came to the manor, Su Qinghe had a few rare days of peace and quiet, and for several days in a row no one came to assassinate her.
But as soon as she uttered this sentiment, trouble struck.
Yuan Dan has arrived.
"I waited for so long and you didn't come. I thought you had died on the way."
In the darkness, one could not see the person's face, but could feel her steady breathing.
He's impressive.
Standing by the bed, Yuan Dan stopped in her tracks as she watched the woman suddenly sit up.
"Those people were at least from my hands. As their teacher, I am still slightly better than them. I just wonder how skilled Patriarch Su is?"
"I heard that Ling Feng can't beat you. Although I only taught him for a few days, I still consider myself half a teacher. Today, I would like to ask for your guidance."
After saying that, she didn't hesitate any longer. She moved quickly and rushed to the bedside, one hand already close to Su Qinghe's face.
"Ha! That's exactly what I wanted to try."
A strong gust of wind swept by, and Su Qinghe sneered, rolling off the bed in a flash.
Undeterred by his initial failure, Yuan Dan launched his attack methodically.
The fighting inside the house was deafening, stretching from the inner room to the outer room, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake, with tables and chairs shattered everywhere.
These past few days, Su Qinghe has been staying at Cuihua Courtyard while waiting for Yuan Dan, so as not to frighten the men, especially since there are several pregnant men in the house.
They live close by, so if they make such a commotion, it won't be easy to hide, and she'll have to spend a lot of time comforting them.
The noise inside was loud. Nanfeng rushed out from the next room, about to go and help, but was stopped by Su Qinghe and could only watch helplessly from the side.
Yuan Dan was, after all, a veteran who had practiced for decades. His swordsmanship was superb, and his internal strength was something that Su Qinghe could not match in just a few months.
Su Qinghe gradually lost ground, and Yuan Dan, seeing this, became even more ferocious in his attacks, almost hitting Su Qinghe's vital points several times, which made Nanfeng tremble with fear.
"Internal strength really does require years of accumulation; I can't compare!"
The opponent's moves became increasingly fierce. Gradually, Su Qinghe, holding her short blade, could no longer get close. The opponent's sword slashed over quickly, and every time she tried to block, she was forced back several steps by the powerful internal force.
"We can't win! Looks like we'll have to resort to firearms!"
She murmured something, and when the sword came slashing down again, she turned and ran without hesitation, leaving Nanfeng and Yuandan stunned.
"I finally found someone with good kung fu skills, but it turns out he's spineless!"
With a cold snort, Yuan Dan's face was full of disdain as he picked up his sword and chased after them.
Seeing this, Nanfeng thought to herself that things were going badly and rushed over to stop him. But she was no match for Yuan Dan and was knocked away in just a few moves.
"What a pity for the eldest son. Such a man, with both talent and looks, and lofty ambitions that rival those of women, has fallen for someone as spineless as you."
With no one blocking her way, Yuan Dan rushed towards Su Qinghe, his face full of regret.
"Really? When did I say I was going to run away?"
Su Qinghe turned around, now holding a gleaming silver pistol in her hand.
Seeing her like this, Yuan Dan immediately stopped.
"Not planning to escape? Heh! Or are you trying to pull some trick?"
She also noticed the strangely shaped object in Su Qinghe's hand, but her face didn't show much expression.
"If it's poison, there's no need to bring it out. The poisons of my Seven Kill Pavilion are unparalleled in the world. This old woman is not very skilled, but I've used quite a few over the years, and ordinary poisons are no match for them."
Yuan Dan revealed a disdainful sneer on his face.
“If it’s a hidden weapon, then there’s no need for that. Your little tricks can’t escape my eyes,” Yuan Dan said confidently.
Su Qinghe smiled slightly, aiming the gun at Yuan Dan.
"Since you've said so, senior, then I'll be frank with you and tell you that this is a hidden weapon."
Upon hearing her admit it, Yuan Dan's expression became even more disdainful. Seeing her aiming at him so openly, he didn't even bother to dodge.
"I'd like to see what kind of novel contraption it is, and whether it can outrun the sword in my hand!"
She gave a cold laugh, the sword in her hand gleaming coldly in the pale moonlight.
"Alright! Then I'll show you something, senior!"
Su Qinghe smiled calmly. Seeing that Yuan Dan was standing there so straight, she didn't bother to cover herself. She pulled the trigger, and a bullet quickly shot into Yuan Dan's thigh.
"So fast!"
Yuan Dan was startled. Seeing what was shooting out of the dark hole, he quickly swung his sword to block it.
"Hmph! So what if you're fast? You can't get close, you're just a pile of scrap metal!"
She muttered a sarcastic remark, but before her smile could even appear, a "ding" sounded, and her entire arm went numb.
With a clatter, something fell to the ground.
"My Bai Hong!"
Yuan Dan exclaimed in surprise, his eyes widening as he stared at the cracked sword peak on the ground.
This was crafted from countless precious materials she had collected, capable of cutting through iron like mud. It had survived over a decade of bloodshed and violence by her side without a scratch, yet it broke just like that today!
"Ah! You!"
Overwhelmed with grief, she felt a surge of anger and looked up at Su Qinghe, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.
"This was requested by you, senior. You're so old, how could I possibly refuse!"
Seeing Yuan Dan clearly devastated, Su Qinghe shrugged innocently.
Yuan Dan was already furious, and seeing Su Qinghe's irritating expression only fueled his rage.
"What was that just now?" She suppressed the urge to rush over and kill, her eyes fixed on the strange-looking hidden weapon in the other woman's hand.
"You lost." Su Qinghe didn't answer her question, but only said calmly.
Yuan Dan's eyes widened. She never imagined that she would be defeated by a seemingly ordinary weapon.
"What exactly is this?"
Regardless of what Su Qinghe was talking about about winning or losing, she was determined to get the answer from Su Qinghe.
Seeing her eyes wide with fury, and knowing she really wanted to know, Su Qinghe kindly asked.
"This? A pistol. It can be used for long-range attacks. You can use it as a concealed weapon if you want, but it's faster and more deadly than your sword."
After explaining, she wasn't afraid that the old woman would cause any more trouble, and naturally let her hand holding the gun hang down at her side.
Seeing Su Qinghe's actions, Yuan Dan fell silent for a moment, the anger in his eyes gone.
Looking at the longsword, now only half intact, she gently stroked it, her eyes filled with longing.
"Your hidden weapon is truly unparalleled. I am completely convinced of my defeat. Patriarch Su, you are indeed a man of great skill."
With a soft sigh, Yuan Dan bent down, picked up the broken sword tip from the ground, and sheathed it.
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