Republic of China era: A hundred-year-old still practicing martial arts? Is that right?

The door of the black Ford slowly opened, revealing a pair of low-heeled black calfskin shoes peeking out from under a pale yellow dress.

The shoe landed on the ground, and a woman in her thirties, dressed in very simple clothes, emerged from the car.

The woman wasn't very tall, but she had an air of authority about her, as if she had long held a position of power.

"Su Wanqing?" Shen Jinluan was slightly surprised to see the newcomer. "What is this woman doing here?"

"You recognize her?" Lin Ji asked softly, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. At the same time, he activated Martial Arts True Understanding and Qi Observation, and Su Wanqing before him became transparent as a meridian diagram.

"Tsk." Lin Ji couldn't help but click his tongue softly. "Something's wrong with this woman's body."

"I recognize her. The Su family controls more than 80% of the fabric business in Jiangcheng. I had dealings with her a few times when the Haijiao Gang was expanding in the early years."

Shen Jinluan raised an eyebrow, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes. She turned her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

In Lin Ji's eyes, the aura on Su Wanqing's chest had completely darkened, and he could not sense any internal energy fluctuations. The white light above her head had also almost dissipated.

"Her martial arts foundation has been destroyed." Lin Ji didn't offer much explanation.

"The foundation has been destroyed..." Shen Jinluan looked deeply at this "old acquaintance" and murmured.

Su Wanqing walked slowly into the night, her air of authority naturally revealed as she had long held a high position.

Approaching Shen Jinluan, she forced an awkward smile and said, "Jinluan."

She turned her head to look at Lin Ji, and when she saw the face that had recently become famous throughout Jiangcheng, her eyes widened in surprise: "You...you must be Senior Lin."

Lin Ji nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

Shen Jinluan frowned slightly, her voice cold and deep: "What are you doing here?"

Su Wanqing gave a wry smile and nodded slightly at the Ford. Immediately, a person got out of the car and walked over quickly, carrying a wooden box.

Su Wanqing turned her head and gave a wry smile as she briefly recounted what happened at the banquet after Shen Jinluan and Liu Qingzhu were rescued.

For some unknown reason, the other people at the banquet were also poisoned that day, but the Japanese did not harm them. Instead, they took the initiative to detoxify them before locking them in the dungeon.

"Jinluan, the four major families are practically finished. Jiangcheng's martial arts are on the verge of collapse. As you know, most of the Su family's businesses are in the east of the city. If the Japanese make another move, the Su family will be the first to suffer."

"You could easily run away with the family fortune; isn't that your usual style?" Shen Jinluan's peach blossom eyes remained cold.

Su Wanqing's bitter smile deepened: "The Su family's foundation has been in Jiangcheng for generations. I can't leave. And I can't trust anyone else in Jiangcheng. I've come today to ask you for a favor."

Without waiting for Shen Jinluan's response, she reached out and picked up the wooden box next to her, pushed it open, and inside were two martial arts manuals.

The two thread-bound martial arts manuals looked quite old, with the pages turning yellow.

However, because it was stored very properly, there was no damage whatsoever.

One of the copies was titled "The Secret of Concentrating Qi and Breathing," which is a breathing exercise.

Another book, "Thirteen Short-Handled Pieces," is a book on external martial arts techniques.

Shen Jinluan raised an eyebrow slightly. She knew about these two cultivation manuals; they were family heirlooms of the Su family.

She asked coldly, "What do you mean by this?"

Su Wanqing's smile became even more bitter:

"These two cultivation manuals are temporarily kept by you. You can use them yourself or pass them down, as long as they don't fall into the hands of foreigners. Once the situation in Jiangcheng is settled, someone from the Su family will come to retrieve them."

Shen Jinluan looked up at her, the coldness in her eyes finally dissipating considerably: "For the sake of our past relationship, I'll reluctantly agree."

She reached out and took the wooden box from Su Wanqing's hand. As soon as the box landed in her hand, she felt a tugging sensation.

Su Wanqing maintained her wry smile, a hint of unease flashing in her eyes. After hesitating for a moment, she finally spoke:

"Is there anything else?"

"What?" Shen Jinluan looked up in confusion.

"Wan Ning, come down." Su Wanqing turned her head and called softly to the Ford.

The Ford car door opened slightly, and a woman in a dark blue dress stepped out. The woman looked somewhat similar to Su Wanqing, but was a few years younger.

Su Wanning approached gracefully, her voice clear and melodious, carrying the air of a well-bred young lady: "Sister Shen."

"I'm entrusting Wan Ning to you as well." Su Wanqing glanced at Lin Ji and continued, "With Senior Lin helping you here, I feel at ease entrusting her to you."

Shen Jinluan lowered her brows and looked at Su Wanqing, but she could only see a bitter smile on Su Wanqing's face and nothing else.

Seeing this, Su Wanqing took the initiative to explain:

"Our families, along with various martial arts schools, gathered together to discuss the situation. The situation in Jiangcheng is dire, and our families have had our martial arts foundations crippled. If we simply sit and wait for death, it will be tantamount to waiting to die. Wei Hong, the head of the Wei family, has found a way for us to contact the Hongmen to fight against the enemy! This is a matter of life or death, so I..."

"Okay, I agree to this." Shen Jinluan interrupted Su Wanqing.

"Hongmen?" Lin Ji thought to himself, "I haven't heard this name in a long time. The aristocratic families must have some background to be able to get involved with Hongmen."

"Thank you then." Su Wanqing bowed slightly, then said, "I have matters to attend to within the family, so I'll take my leave now."

She turned to her younger sister and gently comforted her, "Listen to what your older sister Shen says. The world is too chaotic. Try not to go out unnecessarily."

"Mm." Su Wanning nodded gently.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Su Wanqing got back into the car and drove away.

Shen Jinluan brought Su Wanning back to the gang.

With Bai Yu'er's help, a room was cleared out on the second floor of the stronghold, and she was settled in.

Su Wanning and Bai Yu'er were about the same age, and perhaps because they were not familiar with the others, she only exchanged a few words with Shen Jinluan before resting.

Only then did Bai Yu'er have time to carefully examine Lin Ji and Shen Jinluan, looking them over from head to toe. Seeing that they were unharmed, she felt relieved. She blinked her large eyes and asked them:

"Where is Sister Liu?"

"Back to the gang to report." Shen Jinluan was amused and exasperated by Bai Yu'er's nervous appearance. She reached out and hooked her arm around Lin Ji's, pressing her whole body against him. "Your old man is very strong now, how could he possibly get hurt?"

Bai Yu'er smiled upon hearing this, and only then did she feel relieved.

"Old man, what a pleasant surprise! This martial arts manual has finally come to us!" Shen Jinluan opened the wooden box on the bed, took out two manuals, waved them in front of Lin Ji, and continued, "I'll pass these manuals on to the brothers in the gang tomorrow, and they can start practicing them tomorrow."

Bai Yu'er also sat down next to Lin Ji, her heavy chest pressing against him.

Just as Lin Ji was about to respond to Shen Jinluan, he felt a warmth in his arms, and a surge of anger welled up from the bottom of his heart.

Here we go again...

Ever since the Book of Reversal of Fate was reopened, Lin Ji needs to empty his body before using its abilities.

The transmission of the Book of Reversing Fate is increasing!

Shen Jinluan noticed something amiss on Lin Ji's face; his peach blossom eyes were alluringly moist. She parted her red lips slightly and slowly spoke:

"Old man, Yu'er is sleepy, why don't you take her to rest?"