Test it?
Before Jiu’er could even react to what that meant —
Suddenly, from behind the flower bushes not far away, three dark figures leapt out.
Without a word, they swung their fists straight at Jiu’er’s face.
A trivial matter like this — Jiu’er figured she could handle it with ease.
Three fists, and she didn’t even take them seriously. She casually raised her hand, intending to push the first man away with a single palm strike.
But — to her utter shock — the moment she thrust her palm out, the man’s counter-punch struck her palm with excruciating pain, numbing even the base of her thumb!
No good! Ever since crossing over into the modern era, her internal energy had completely vanished!
Beside her, Lu Beicheng’s gaze darkened, carrying a hint of disappointment.
The second punch arrived in an instant.
This time Jiu’er didn’t dare be careless — she shifted her footing quickly, meaning to leap into the air.
That casual leap carried her at least half a meter off the ground — for an ordinary girl, that height would have been utterly impossible.
But this wasn’t the height she needed!
With a crack, the opponent’s merciless fist landed on Jiu’er’s arm.
“Ah!”
Zhen Jiu’er was immediately knocked to the ground, and for a moment, she simply couldn’t get back up.
Lu Beicheng began to grow impatient.
He’d thought his judgment was sharp enough — he hadn’t expected to have read this one wrong.
The fight wasn’t over yet.
The third bodyguard’s fist came crashing down.
Jiu’er no longer dared to hope for her vanished internal energy or lightness skill. This time, purely on instinct, she rolled sharply to the side just before the third bodyguard’s fist landed.
This punch, she finally managed to dodge.
Then she bent her leg and leapt up.
It wasn’t any kind of lightness skill — this was a move she’d learned from her training in the past.
A sweep of her leg, and with the force of four ounces deflecting a thousand pounds, she struck the back of her opponent’s knee.
Precisely on the pressure point — the bodyguard let out a muffled grunt and dropped to his knees with a thud.
Jiu’er didn’t pause for even a moment. She twisted her wrist and struck hard at the man beside her.
A palm strike that looked like it carried no strength at all landed squarely on the inner pressure point of his thigh.
“Ugh…” The pain was sharp and searing — the bodyguard couldn’t even stand and dropped to his knees as well.
The third bodyguard threw another punch. Jiu’er didn’t even turn her body — a flick of her elbow, and the man behind her instantly dropped to his knees too.
Lu Beicheng’s gaze kept deepening.
This girl was small in stature, and her punches and strikes seemed to carry no real power.
But every strike seemed to land precisely on a vital point, amplifying the opponent’s pain to its absolute limit!
So this was the benefit of someone who studied medicine also learning martial arts.
She had mastered the body’s pressure points to an art form.
And on top of that, her speed far outpaced his bodyguards’!
In short — fast, precise, ruthless! Where she lacked in raw power, she made up for in speed and accuracy.
Not bad.
“Thirty million, or, stay by my side as my attending physician. Miss Zhen, take your pick.”
“Thirty million isn’t a reasonable figure. I won’t accept it.”
And of course, staying by his side as his attending physician was even more out of the question.
Though Lu Beicheng was, without question, the most handsome and captivating man she’d met since arriving in this era — and there was even a certain air about him strikingly similar to her Ninth Imperial Uncle’s —
He still wasn’t her Ninth Imperial Uncle.
She had no time to play games with him. She needed to find her Ninth Imperial Uncle.
“Medical malpractice, plus trespassing on private property — that’s enough to keep you locked up for ten, eight years.”
Lu Beicheng’s face was cold as ice, without a trace of warmth: “If Miss Zhen doubts the abilities of our Lu family’s lawyers, feel free to try walking out that door.”