Wen Mingtang clenched the soft sword in her hand and looked at Jing’an in front of her: “From your words, it seems that you have been hurt by someone, but what happened before?”

Jing’an glanced at her, brushed her hair, and said disapprovingly: “Who can hurt me?”

“Then why did you…” The girl seemed very puzzled.

Jing’an sneered and looked at Wen Mingtang: “The little girl is not old, but she is very smart. Are you trying to trick me?”

She said, while caressing the dagger in her hand, “Stop thinking about it!” She continued, “These useless men, if they’re dead, they’re dead. I think that’s just fine!”

Wen Mingtang looked at Jing’an in front of her, but still asked seriously: “Is it because you saw your mother poisoning your father with your own eyes? So now you imitate your mother to kill people?”

Although she said she didn’t want to waste words with her, Wen Mingtan’s words seemed to strike a chord with her, so Jing’an added a few more sentences: “Who would bother to learn from that foolish woman?”

Wen Mingtang looked at the disdainful sneer on her face, frowned, thought for a while, and asked her tentatively: “You… don’t like your mother?”

That was not right! If Jing’an imitated Lady Rouge and killed people, then she must really like Lady Rouge as her mother. Because she liked her mother, she hated her father, so she started to target people resembling the scholar in order to carry out her killings.

But just now, Jing’an’s expression of disdain and sneer when she mentioned Lady Rouge was really not like a child who liked her mother.

Wen Mingtang didn’t quite understand Lin Fei’s method of investigating cases, but she instinctively felt that something was wrong with Jing’an’s expression.

Jing’an glanced at Wen Mingtang, as if she had seen through something, and suddenly smiled: “What do you like her for?”

“Why?” the girl asked seriously, “Is your mother not good to you?”

Watching the young girl’s trembling grip on the soft sword, Jing’an’s smile deepened. She casually lifted her hand and looked at her brightly colored rouge, saying, “Not bad!”

The girl asked again, “Then what about your father? How did your father treat you?”

“The scholar was busy flirting with women, so how could he have time to take care of me?” Jing’an said.

“So you hated your father and killed those scholars?” Wen Mingtang asked.

“Hatred? Not really! I never expected him to treat me well!” Jing’an said. “Because I didn’t expect anything, there’s no hatred either. It’s my mother who’s foolish, always thinking about him, hoping that once he had a baby with her, he wouldn’t go gallivanting around anymore.”

Judging from the scholar’s behavior, this was obviously impossible.

“In my opinion, those who don’t listen while alive are better off dead,” Jing’an said. “She was wrong from the beginning, thinking that gentleness and affection could earn his pity and reputation…”

Wen Mingtan noticed that Jing’an paused when she mentioned the word “reputation”. Just as she wanted to hear the rest of what Jing’an had to say about it, Jing’an didn’t continue. Instead, she said, “The dead are much more obedient, while the living are quite the opposite!”

Wen Mingtan looked at Jing’an’s indifferent expression and fell silent once more. After a pause, she spoke again, “There’s another question: where did you learn your martial arts? Jinghui doesn’t know, and neither Lady Rouge nor the Scholar are known for such skills.”

Jing’an, who had been looking at her hands carelessly until now, the smile on her face faded a little, and she said lightly: “I was taught by a stinky bald donkey.”

“He said that I was very violent and told me to practice Buddhism hard for cultivating the mind and meditating.” When Jing’an said this as if she was saying something that couldn’t be funnier, she chuckled, “I told him that my talent was not good, but he refused to believe in evil and let me practice.”

“And he said I hate these scholars because of those past events, maybe because I am a weak woman and afraid of being bullied by men.” When Jing’an said this, she couldn’t help but sneer, “So, he taught me some martial arts skills to protect myself.”

Wen Mingtang looked at Jing’an who was sneering, lowered her eyes, and said silently: “He originally intended for you to protect yourself, but you ended up using it to kill people?”

“Yes!” Jing’an toyed with the dagger in her hand, looking at Wen Mingtan in front of her. “You wouldn’t understand. When a person has the power to send someone to their death at any moment, the feeling is truly wonderful!”

“The bald donkey had never done anything good in his life, he’s very nagging, always trying to control and restrain me,” Jing’an said. “Finally, when he died, I became free.”

So…it seemed like she was free. After the master died, Jing’an began to kill people.

Wen Mingtang lowered her eyelids, paused, and spoke again: “You…”

This time, before she could say more than one word, Jing’an interrupted her, looking at Wen Mingtan. “This little girl is quite cunning, thinking that by asking me a few more questions, she can get away with a delaying tactic?”

Wen Mingtang clenched the soft sword in her hand, and the sight of her trembling while holding the soft sword greatly pleased Jing’an.

After twirling the dagger in his hand, Jing’an licked her lips and said, “It’s only now that I realized that I was a little dazed. Before those scholars were killed, they would only use great principles to plead with me one after another. To me, killing these people was not as interesting as killing a little girl who can fight back.”

Just like the resistance of the prey would arouse the hunter’s interest, Jing’an nodded and said, “You don’t have to choose a scholar! You can choose anyone!”

Although it was unreasonable to kill the scholar, Jing’an still had her own thoughts, but now Jing’an obviously had other ideas because of Wen Mingtang’s actions.

If this person is allowed to escape, who knew how many more people would fall victim to her hands in the future!

Wen Mingtan lowered her eyelids, placing the soft sword across her chest. When she raised her eyes again, they gleamed astonishingly. “Just now, I only guessed one move correctly. I’m still not very sure.”

“But your words just now have confirmed something for me: your skills aren’t that of a master!” Wen Mingtan said, tapping her soft sword and smiling. “One thing you said is right! Even if just a little girl, she can still deceive people!”

…….

Liang Hongjin, who was carrying a basket of lotus roots, was blocked by several men from the Ganzhi Guard.

“General Liang, come and practice, come and practice!” Several men patted their chests and said, “In the past few months, General Liang narrowly defeated us. In the past few months, I have been training day and night. I think I can beat General Liang. Come and try!”

One party was very interested, but Liang Hongjin was not interested. She waved her hand impatiently and said: “Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s go! I want to send the lotus roots to Xiao Mingtang and ask her to make lotus root powder for me!”

The few blocking men didn’t bother to care about “Xiao Mingtang” and “Lotus Root powder”, and opened their arms to block Liang Hongjin’s way. One of them couldn’t help it anymore, so he just punched her and shouted: “Watch the move!”

He just punched without saying hello? Liang Hongjin was tired of being stopped, so she no longer avoided it. She stretched out her hand, opened her palm, and firmly wrapped it around his outstretched fist: “Just look at this!”

In the moment her palm wrapped around his fist, she delivered a sweeping horizontal kick, causing the tall man to scream in agony as he was sent flying.

She directly knocked the person down with one palm and one kick. Looking at the men who suddenly moved away from her, Liang Hongjin clapped her hands and said impatiently: “I didn’t want to say it. Xiao Mingtang said that no matter who you fight with, you must first hide three points of strength, so I let you go first!”

After saying that, she raised her hand and pointed at the man lying on the ground, Liang Hongjin said: “Practice again!”

Then, she left with the basket of lotus roots.

“Just had an ace up her sleeve earlier, thinking I only narrowly won against you all!”

(End of Chapter)

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