The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

"Even the Iron-Clad Ancestor and that fake Joyful Taoist were no match for her. Just how terrifying is her martial arts?"

The Prince of Pingnan was both shocked and furious, and amidst his shock and anger, he was inevitably filled with anxiety and fear.

He wasn't afraid that An Qing would come and kill him.

The Prince of Pingnan's residence was heavily fortified.

Moreover, in this vast palace, no one except himself knows where he lives every day.

Even though An Qingwan barged in, she couldn't find him.

He was just worried that if things continued like this, the people in the Prince's mansion would fall apart.

When people's hearts are scattered, that is extremely terrible.

Standing to the side, the steward of the Prince's mansion, Wei Tong, comforted him, "Your Highness, do not worry. Although An Qingwan is highly skilled in martial arts, she is blind after all. The Iron-Clad Ancestor and that fake Happy Taoist were defeated by her because they did not understand her. Now that we understand her strength, it will not be difficult for us to deal with her."

The Prince of Pingnan said, "Oh, so you already have a plan?"

Wei Tong said, “A blind person can find their way by hearing and smelling. Since that’s the case, we just need to find a way to disable her ears and nose so that she can’t hear or smell. No matter how skilled her swordsmanship is, she will eventually have no choice but to obediently offer her neck for slaughter.”

The Prince of Pingnan nodded and said, "That makes sense, but tell me what method you would use to cripple her ears and nose."

Wei Tongdao: "Your Highness, all we need are a few gongs, drums, strong-smelling powders, and traps."

The Prince of Pingnan immediately understood Wei Tong's meaning.

It's a simple matter to explain.

All you need to do is prepare a location beforehand, set up all sorts of deadly traps there, and then send people out to lure An Qingwan.

As soon as An Qingwan arrived at that place, she immediately summoned two groups of people.

A group of people banged drums and threw medicinal powder to distract An Qingwan. No matter how sensitive An Qingwan's ears and nose were, she was bound to make a mistake.

The other group didn't need to fight An Qingwan to the death; they just needed to lure her near the trap and let her touch it herself.

Although An Qingwan is known as the "Goddess of Xiaoxiang" and the "Sword Immortal," she is still just a mortal. Once she falls into a trap, it will be difficult for her to survive.

"Good, good, Wei Tong, your method works!"

The Prince of Pingnan kept praising it.

"This matter will be handled by you. An Qingwan loves to help the weak and uphold justice. You will send someone to disguise himself as a thief, any kind of thief will do. As long as the commotion is big enough, she will definitely take the bait!"

Wei Tong bowed and said, "Wei Tong will certainly live up to Your Highness's expectations."

The Prince of Pingnan said, "If you need anything, just tell me. Any retainers in the Prince's mansion that you fancy, just use my warrant to mobilize them."

Wei Tong said, "But the retainers in the Prince's mansion are probably not enough."

The Prince of Pingnan waved his hand and said, "Then let's recruit more people. Money and treasures are no problem!"

He has never been stingy when it comes to achieving his goals.

That's why he was able to win over so many people in the martial arts world.

At this point, the Prince of Pingnan added, "You should also arrange for someone to investigate the fake Huanxi Taoist. He's hiding like this, so I'm afraid what he's after isn't just money."

Wei Tong bowed again: "Your Highness, please rest assured."

Having received the order, Wei Tong hurriedly left.

The Prince of Pingnan looked up at the sparse branches overhead. Although his expression remained gloomy, it had relaxed considerably.

Even the most skilled blind person is still just a blind person.

He casually broke off a tree branch and tossed it on the ground.

……

Gangneung City.

An inconspicuous alley.

An unassuming two-story building.

This is a branch of Tingfeng Pavilion located in Jiangling.

After receiving the mission from the Prince of Pingnan, Wei Tong arrived here immediately.

He's here to spend money.

A full 100,000 taels of silver—a huge sum that cannot be ignored.

Listening Wind Pavilion, a renowned assassin brokerage organization, is the most suitable place in the world to buy a life with money.

Wei Tong recruited all the people he wanted in less than two days.

There will never be a shortage of desperate people in this world.

Just give them money, give them enough money.

Let alone just An Qingwan, they would dare to risk their lives to break into even the heavily guarded imperial carriage.

"Now I will take you to the Prince's Palace."

Wei Tong smiled and got up, intending to lead the newly recruited outlaws to meet up with the retainers of the Prince's mansion.

He didn't get very far.

At the entrance of Tingfeng Pavilion, an old hand blocked his way.

"You can't go."

The hoarse, knife-like voice made people unconsciously frown.

Wei Tong looked down and saw an old man standing in front of him, hunched over, holding a long cane, with an eye patch over one eye and a cloudy eye. His face was so ugly it looked like it had been burned.

"How are you doing?"

The old man said, "Are you going to kill someone?"

Wei Tongdao: "You're going to stop me?"

The old man said, "Count me in."

Wei Tong shook his head and said, "I've already recruited ten people, there are no more vacancies. You'd better come earlier next time."

The old man still wouldn't move aside. He grinned and said, "If you kick one person out, there will be a new empty seat, right?"

Before Wei Tong could speak, the assassins following him were already enraged.

With money right in front of them, who would be willing to give it up?

"You old beggar, get out of here right now."

The old man suddenly turned his head and faced the swordsman who had been speaking.

His eyes were unfocused, but even the Listening Wind Pavilion seemed to feel a chill when he looked at it like that.

The swordsman, being stared at, felt a tremor in his heart, but he didn't want to lose face while being watched by everyone.

"Old man, what are you looking at? Don't you want to live too long?"

The old man scoffed, "You should be grateful."

The swordsman paused for a moment, then asked, "What are you so glad about?"

Before he could finish speaking, the old man suddenly clapped his hands.

The palm strike was incredibly fast. Although the swordsman sensed something was wrong, he was still struck in the chest. He screamed and flew backward. When he landed, he felt as if the spot where he was struck was burning like charcoal, while the surrounding area was bitterly cold.

“If this weren’t Tingfeng Pavilion, you would already be dead.”

The old man coldly withdrew his right palm.

Wei Tong's mouth was slightly open, and it took him a long time to react.

"What kind of palm technique is that?"

"Mysterious Dark Palm".

"What's your name?"

"The Deer-Handler".

Wei Tong stared intently at Lu Zhangke.

"You want to make money?"

Lu Zhangke said, "That's 100,000 taels of silver. Who wouldn't like that?"

Wei Tong said, "Okay, it's you. You'll take his place."

Lu Zhangke stroked his beard and smiled.

Wei Tong smiled too; recruiting a master was always a good thing.

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Fifty-four because I am An Qingwan! [4k]

Although Jiangling City was not an ancient capital of multiple dynasties like Jiankang.

However, it has been the political center of the entire Jingchu region since two hundred years ago.

Officials from various dynasties who were in charge of Jingzhou and Xiangyang were stationed in Jiangling.

When the previous Qi dynasty collapsed, some members of the imperial family held out in Jiangling for four whole years before finally being defeated.

After being built by so many generations, Jiangling City has become a magnificent city, and the huge mansion in Jiangling City that has now been chosen as the residence of the Prince of Pingnan can be called a small imperial palace.

afternoon.

In a side hall in the southwest of the Prince of Pingnan's mansion, about twenty people were standing scattered around.

These twenty or so people were unremarkable in appearance, but if they were thrown into the martial arts world, they would be enough to shake the entire Jingchu martial arts community.

The row on the left consists of martial arts retainers recruited by the Prince of Pingnan's mansion. Among them are well-known figures in the martial arts world, such as Tie Gou Wei Sha, the leader of the Hanchuan Gang, and Ren Qing, a master of hidden weapons.

The row on the right consists of assassins that Wei Tong, the steward of the Prince's Mansion, just brought back from outside. Among these assassins are some with superb martial arts skills, such as Pei Qian, the sixth most powerful assassin in the world, known as the "Unparalleled Divine Blade".

However, the atmosphere was not very harmonious when these experts gathered together.

The assassins were wary of each other, and the guests of the Prince's mansion certainly didn't look at them with any kindness.

This kind of relationship is not suitable for undertaking important tasks together.

When undertaking any major task, the worst thing is for team members to have ulterior motives.

But Wei Tong, who had led these two groups here, acted as if he hadn't seen them and continued to talk about the specific plans for this operation.

"This time, the prince is going to deal with a group of bandits who have been running rampant in the Han River area recently."

"Bandits?" Lu Zhangke exclaimed in surprise. "A few bandits? Do we really need to be called upon? I thought His Highness was going to deal with An Qingwan."

His words immediately drew agreement from the assassins.

When Wei Tong went to Tingfeng Pavilion to recruit people, he did not actually specify who he was going to deal with.

However, he was the steward of the Prince's mansion and was extremely generous, so all the assassins thought that he was going to deal with the sword immortal An Qingwan, who had recently become mortal enemies with the Prince of Pingnan's mansion.

Wei Tong laughed and said, "Miss An is a famous heroine in the world. My Pingnan Prince's Mansion does have some conflicts with Miss An, but those conflicts all stemmed from misunderstandings. The Prince of Pingnan is a person who can distinguish right from wrong, and he will not take the initiative to cause conflict with Miss An again. Let's not talk about distant matters. Let's continue talking about the bandits on the Han River."

His words were tactful, but without the assassin, would Prince Pingnan truly let An Qingwan go?

If we don't act now, will we be able to refrain from acting later?

These assassins were unaware that this was also part of Wei Tong's plan.

Since the goal is to lure An Qingwan into a trap, there must actually be bandits present.

But where did the bandits come from?

Sending people from the Prince's mansion to play the role of bandits would be a huge loss if An Qingwan killed them.

Why not spend some money to trick these nameless assassins into giving their lives?

Wei Tong had already planned this out; with a little manipulation, he could make An Qingwan mistakenly believe that these assassins were bandits.

Once they start fighting, his plan will be largely complete.

A chivalrous hero of the martial world, who punished evil and promoted good, tragically died at the hands of treacherous bandits because he was blind. How pitiful and lamentable!

Wei Tong said, “Don’t underestimate those bandits, everyone. They’ve committed a serious crime. Two years ago, they were the ones who robbed the Zigui Escort Agency. Since the Prince of Pingnan is in Jiangling, how can he allow these villains to run rampant in the vicinity? Therefore…”