Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 170: Fortunately, She’s Not the Enemy

"If it weren’t for the help of an expert, the young master and I would likely have faced certain death."

Speaking of this, Song Qing recalled the doubts he had about Shen Qinglan.

"Doctor Chen, have you ever seen a person who has no inner strength yet can train their speed and sword skills to perfection?"

Song Qing believed that among the younger generation, his martial arts were already considered outstanding, something he had always been proud of.

However, after witnessing Shen Qinglan’s strange speed and sword skills today, he suddenly felt somewhat ashamed.

At that moment, he couldn’t even see Shen Qinglan’s movements clearly, nor did he know when she struck.

When they stopped, he saw that each person had their throat slit with a single stroke.

In such a short time, she had killed four people.

Such terrifying speed and precise sword skills, not even his father could achieve.

Doctor Chen shook his head, "I have not seen anyone like that, but in such a vast world, nothing is impossible."

He looked at Song Qing and asked, "Does this mean you have seen such a person?"

Song Qing nodded.

"The one who helped us today was a young girl," he said. "She didn’t seem very old, about fourteen or fifteen, with not a trace of inner strength, yet her movements were as elusive as a ghost’s, unpredictable, and she could kill in an instant. Moreover, her sword skills were remarkable; those she killed were all struck dead with a single slash to the throat."

Doctor Chen was taken aback upon hearing this.

"Could she be a disciple of a senior master or an elite from a certain sect?"

Song Qing frowned, "Before joining the Medicine Sect, my parents traveled the Jianghu for many years. There’s little that escapes their notice, yet I’ve never heard them mention any sect where someone could kill multiple experts in an instant without using inner strength."

"This..." Doctor Chen also frowned, "I don’t know!" 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"Luckily, she’s not our enemy!" Song Qing sincerely remarked.

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After leaving, Shen Qinglan did not return to the Shen Mansion; instead, she wandered aimlessly on the street.

After loitering for a long time and confirming that no one was following her, she finally relaxed her guard, planning to visit Shengxiang Restaurant.

Just as she stepped into Shengxiang Restaurant, she noticed the guests looking serious, whispering to each other.

"Have you heard? Just now, someone killed in the street with a knife."

"I was there at the time, when several men in black suddenly appeared. I don’t know what happened to that young lord."

"I heard from the Government people that several weapons were found in the snow, some even stained with blood. That young lord might be in serious trouble."

"That’s not necessarily the case!" someone retorted, "When I escaped, I looked back, and that young lord was still able to fight four people alone."

"You dared to look back?" someone said with a terrified expression, "Weren’t you afraid that those people would behead you with a sword?"

"I was just curious," the person said, "I always hear storytellers talk about legendary heroes or martial arts experts who can fight a hundred opponents alone, and it makes my blood boil. I figured, getting a glimpse would be worth dying for."

Someone clicked their tongues and said, "Then why didn’t you get closer and watch? You might have learned a sword skill to help you roam the Jianghu."

Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter, their previous fear dispelled.

The person was not annoyed and simply said, "I wanted to, but seeing it for real, I was still very afraid of dying."

The others all booed upon hearing this.

Shen Qinglan withdrew her gaze and smiled silently.

It’s fortunate that person ran away quickly, for if they had stayed out of curiosity like her, they might have really ended up as a tribute to the scimitar.