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Chapter 71 Why Not Take a Gamble?

Luo Ziyuan pushed through the crowd and walked out slowly, the hem of his blue shirt brushing against the jewelry on the stall.

With a flick of his wrist, the folding fan in his hand suddenly unfolded, sending a sharp gust of wind straight toward Shen Ru.

A thin layer of cyan energy enveloped the edge of the fan, and the sound of it breaking through the air was sharp and whistling.

A sudden gust of wind swept over her, and Shen Ru's face paled instantly, but she still gritted her teeth and firmly protected Aunt Zhang and her daughter behind her without retreating half a step.

The surrounding crowd immediately erupted in gasps of surprise.

No one expected that someone in Yinhu County would dare to offend Lu Ming so blatantly.

This fan may seem frivolous, but it carries a heavy insult. If Shen Ru, with her delicate physique, were to actually be struck by it, she would be bedridden for at least a long time.

Just as Shen Ru was about to meet her tragic end, Su Qingsi simply stood there with a smile, her beautiful eyes fixed on Zhang Wanjun the entire time.

His gaze was intense and focused, as if he were admiring a priceless treasure.

Just as the fan was about to reach her, Zhang Wanjun suddenly looked up.

Her previous timid demeanor vanished instantly, her face turned icy cold, and her right hand slowly rose.

Seeing this, Su Qingsi's eyes shone with even stronger anticipation, and the corners of her mouth slowly curved upwards.

But then, a figure moved even faster, appearing in front of Shen Ru in the blink of an eye.

The man gently waved his feather fan, the fan perfectly catching Luo Ziyuan's folding fan, which was swirling in a strong wind.

"Bang--!"

The two doors struck each other with a dull thud, and the shockwaves sent dust flying everywhere.

In the sunlight, a gleaming silver needle clung tightly to her feather fan, its tip no more than three inches from Shen Ru's shoulder.

Lian Feng narrowed his eyes, looking at Luo Ziyuan, his expression shifting slightly: "Qianji Sect, 'Puppet Needle' Luo Ziyuan—ranked fifteenth on the Dragon and Tiger List."

"Luckily you met me today. If Brother Lu Ming were here, you would probably be done for."

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Luo Ziyuan felt the immense power emanating from the feather fan, his expression changed, and he took several steps back.

"As expected of the current senior disciple of the Heavenly Mystery Sect, I admire you greatly!"

His face was grim, but he still clasped his hands in a salute.

He had intended to use the opportunity of humiliating the woman to insert the silk-threading needle in that strike.

Not only can it give that Lu Ming a warning, making him fully realize the situation;

This would allow them to control his mother and force her to comply, making it easier for their next plan.

Unexpectedly, Lian Feng appeared out of nowhere.

This person, whose ranking on the Dragon and Tiger List was far lower than his own, made him feel immense pressure with just a casual move.

Sure enough, the rumors that his strength far exceeded his ranking on the Dragon and Tiger List were true.

His heart was heavy, and he dared not show the slightest arrogance in front of the other party.

He seemed not to hear the second half of the other person's sentence.

A centurion in a small county town, who was of commoner origin, didn't even have the right to stand before him. He might just go mad and die one day.

If he didn't think it could be used as a consumable item, he wouldn't even bother to look at it.

Seeing his expression, Lian Feng knew his warning had been ignored, but he didn't care. He simply smiled at Su Qing Si, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes: "Beast God Sect, Enchanting Fox Su Qing Si—ranked fourth on the Dragon and Tiger List. May I ask what brings Miss Su to this secluded corner?"

Su Qingsi shifted her gaze from Xiao Wanjun with some disappointment, a smile playing on her lips as she winked at Lian Feng: "I came here, of course, for you, my heartless lover."

Upon hearing this, Lian Feng waved his hands repeatedly and said with a wry smile, "No, Miss Su, please don't joke. Otherwise, if your suitors find out, I'm afraid I'll never have a place to stand in Da Zhao again."

"Hehe, Young Hero Lian is too modest. In this world, how many geniuses dare to cause trouble for someone like you, the 'Strategist of All Beings'?"

Su Qingsi chuckled, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly, but she no longer beat around the bush: "Young Hero Lian, let's not beat around the bush. I know why you've come. How about we join forces?"

Luo Ziyuan, standing to the side, looked grim.

He fawned over her the whole time, but Su Qingsi never even mentioned joining forces with her.

Clearly, the other party didn't take him seriously at all.

"You bitch, I'll get you sooner or later. I'll make you know that only I deserve you!"

He forcibly suppressed his resentment, his eyes flashing, and he had already made up his mind.

Upon hearing this, Lian Feng lightly waved his feather fan, a hint of confusion on his face: "What do you mean, 'why did you come here'? I just came here to enjoy the scenery."

Su Qingsi rolled her eyes at him, then gracefully brushed a strand of hair from her forehead: "Really? Then how about taking me with you? Wouldn't it be more enjoyable to have a beauty by your side than to be alone?"

Upon seeing this, Lian Feng paused in his hand holding the feather fan, his smile fading as his expression turned serious: "How can you be so sure—I'm not just making things up?"

Su Qingsi's smile remained unchanged: "I'm not sure, but why not take a gamble?"

Lian Feng's schemes are always elusive and unpredictable, so it is not uncommon for him to set up deceptive tactics.

But given the importance of this matter, she was certain that the other party would personally take the lead.

This is a rare opportunity, so why not take a gamble?

Lian Feng's lips curled slightly, a smile that was neither a smile nor a frown.

Suddenly, he paused, looking towards the Songyin River not far away.

A small boat drifted downstream and slowly approached the shore amidst the shimmering waves.

On the small boat, a beautiful woman's figure instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The woman had a beautiful face, and her natural beauty only enhanced her ethereal charm.

She wore a white dress that was as light and soft as flowing clouds, with a plain silver belt tied around her waist and a narrow long sword hanging from it.

The scabbard was plain white, with only a piece of green jade embedded in it, which gleamed with a warm luster in the sunlight.

Her long hair cascaded down to her waist, and her figure was as graceful as a white lotus emerging from the water, making one feel ashamed of their own appearance upon seeing her.

If everyone saw Su Qingsi, they would only think of possessing and ravaging her.

So, when faced with this beautiful woman in white, one immediately feels a sense of admiration from afar, but not of defilement.

"Heart Sword Sect, 'Azure Frost Sword Maiden' Yun Shuying—ranked third on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking!"

Lian Feng's expression turned solemn as he uttered the woman's identity in a single sentence.

The moment the beautiful woman appeared, Su Qingsi's pretty face turned ashen, and she stared intently at her.

All the allure in his eyes vanished, replaced by the hostility of enemies meeting.

Yun Shuying seemed to sense something and turned her gaze over. The two gazes collided in the air, sparks flying like cold blades clashing.

Just then, Lian Feng's expression changed again, and he looked to the left front.

Suddenly, a man stood with his hands behind his back on the eaves of the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion ahead.

He was tall and straight, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and a square face that exuded an air of authority.

He was dressed in a dark yellow robe with a hidden dragon pattern, and a purple-gold jade belt around his waist, exuding an air of nobility.

"Xiao Junlin, the Fist Master of the Imperial Sect—ranks first on the Dragon and Tiger List!"

Lian Feng's expression finally changed, and his words carried immense weight.

"Hehe—Lian Feng, it seems their judgment coincides with mine."

Su Qingsi turned to Lian Feng, her face blooming with a smile that could charm anyone: "My suggestion is always valid—I look forward to hearing good news."