An Jiu finished packing her equipment and finally shouldered her Fulong bow. She bent down to pat Dajiu’s head and told the medicine boy, “Take care of it for a few days.”

“Fourteen, where are you going?” Li Qingzhi asked.

“Fourteen, you can’t go,” Sui Yunzhu blocked her way. “The master said you’re injured and ordered me to stop you. I can’t beat you, but if you insist on leaving, you’ll have to step over my corpse!”

At this moment, it was difficult to fulfill both duty and friendship. Sui Yunzhu always felt she owed An Jiu her life, but now she was using her life to threaten her, feeling quite uncertain.

An Jiu frowned, her killing intent seemingly bursting from her eyes. She focused her mental power on a single point, releasing it instantly like an arrow.

Sui Yunzhu’s face turned pale. Her mind buzzed, offering almost no resistance. She felt a pain in the back of her neck before everything went dark.

Everyone couldn’t help but gasp. They had always known An Jiu had no internal energy, yet her strength was not to be underestimated. However, no one had expected her to possess such terrifying power. Just now, they had only sensed a hint of killing intent from An Jiu, barely feeling her mental power. Seeing Sui Yunzhu’s reaction, it was clear she had suffered a mental attack. There was only one explanation: An Jiu could control her mental power at will!

“Who else wants to stop me?” An Jiu looked at Li Qingzhi, who had always been on Sui Yunzhu’s side.

As Li Qingzhi was about to step forward, Ling Ziyue stopped him. “The chaos in Bianjing is too much for one person to prevent, but she can easily protect herself in the midst of it. Don’t try to stop her; you won’t even have the chance to become a corpse.”

If their strengths were similar, An Jiu might have used a killing move to avoid entanglement. However, facing Sui Yunzhu and Li Qingzhi, there was no need for such measures.

Li Qingzhi hesitated, “No, a gentleman keeps his word. Since I’ve been ordered to stop Mei Fourteen, how can I break my promise? Whether I can stop her or not is another matter, but I must try!”

“Ahem!” Sheng Changying walked out supported by Zhu Pianpian. Having heard their conversation in the room, he had guessed what was happening.

“Are you going to stop me too?” An Jiu raised an eyebrow at him.

“Are you deliberately mocking him?” Zhu Pianpian glared at An Jiu angrily. She knew Sheng Changying couldn’t fight, yet An Jiu still said such things!

“People with big breasts and no brains shouldn’t ramble on,” An Jiu said coldly.

Zhu Pianpian was about to roll up her sleeves and fight when she felt a tightness around her waist. Sheng Changying had blocked her and held her waist! Zhu Pianpian was stunned, her face suddenly turning crimson.

Sheng Changying’s pale face also showed some unusual flush, but he remained composed. “I came out only to remind you of one thing. Everyone’s mental power is different. Take Chu Dingjiang for example. His mental power is thick and solid, extremely suitable for setting traps. People struggling within his mental power range hardly cause him any damage. Your mental power, however, excels in bursts and sharpness. Don’t try to use mental power to set traps anymore; it’s not worth it.”

An Jiu was surprised. Sheng Changying seemed to have witnessed her injury process!

“How do you know?” An Jiu couldn’t help but ask.

“Just a guess,” Sheng Changying smiled slightly. “With your level, you wouldn’t get injured unless you used the wrong method.”

“Don’t smile at her!” Zhu Pianpian covered his face.

Sheng Changying wasn’t an extremely handsome man. Even his slightly upturned fox-like eyes looked a bit strange at first glance. But the more one looked, the more appealing they became. It wasn’t about being particularly refined, but rather about being earnest. Even when he was lazy and drowsy, he never seemed absent-minded. Sheng Changying always appeared focused and serious in whatever he did.

As the saying goes, serious men are the most charming.

“Thank you,” An Jiu said sincerely.

Sheng Changying continued, “You must have seen Wei Yuzhi use mental power to control external objects, right? You can do it too. Try it when appropriate.”

An Jiu’s heart stirred, “Is my mental power the same type as his?”

“Yes. When it’s strong enough, you can kill with mental power alone. But you’re also easily injured. If you can’t concentrate on controlling your mental power, you might hurt yourself instead of others. Wei Yuzhi’s poor physical condition is probably related to this.” Sheng Changying raised his hand to hold Zhu Pianpian’s hand that was covering his face, gently pulling it down without letting go. “I didn’t tell you this at Konghe Academy because I was afraid you’d hurt yourself through constant practice, just like Wei Yuzhi.”

Injuries left by mental power were terrifying and particularly difficult to heal. Even a medical genius like Mo Sigui would have to rack his brains and require long-term care.

Since it was the same type of mental power, Wei Yuzhi must have had many opportunities to resist when she kidnapped him multiple times. But why didn’t he act?

An Jiu couldn’t understand. “Doesn’t Wei Yuzhi know about this?”

“Even if he knows, what difference does it make? He’s responsible for Piaomiao Mountain Villa and has to move around outside. How can he protect himself and command respect without good martial skills?” Zhu Pianpian said impatiently. “Someone as calculating as him wouldn’t put his life completely in others’ hands. If you’re going to leave, leave quickly. Changying needs to rest!”

Knowing she had learned almost everything, An Jiu didn’t want to waste time. She glanced at Zhu Pianpian, turned to leave, and tossed a final remark, “Good cabbage has been rooted up by a pig.”

“Who are you calling a pig? Explain yourself!” Zhu Pianpian was about to explode with anger. She shouldn’t have talked to that sharp-tongued person!

“She’s calling me a pig,” Sheng Changying squeezed her hand and said softly, “I have nothing. It’s unfair to you to be with me.”

If anyone else had said this, Zhu Pianpian would have known they were trying to appease her. But Sheng Changying’s expression showed no hint of joking. He seemed to truly believe An Jiu’s words were about him and sincerely felt he wasn’t good enough for her.

Sheng Changying had the power to make people feel that everything he said came from his heart.

Zhu Pianpian was moved to tears, all her anger forgotten. She gently scolded, “Don’t say that.”

With one sentence, he saved Zhu Pianpian’s face and made her heart bloom with joy.

Seeing this scene, Li Qingzhi understood An Jiu’s words. Sheng Changying’s popularity at Konghe Academy wasn’t solely due to his diligence and hard work. Realizing this, he suddenly remembered – wasn’t he supposed to stop Mei Fourteen?

The night in Bianjing City was solemn and filled with killing intent.

The rain fell sparsely as An Jiu moved through the dark streets and alleys. Even the usually bustling night markets were now sleeping in darkness, without a single person in sight.

The entire Bianjing seemed to have fallen into a deep nightmare. Even the Second Prince’s mansion had no lights on.

Had they failed? Or succeeded?

An Jiu circled the Second Prince’s mansion, smelling the heavy scent of blood. There were corpses everywhere, but no sign of anyone alive.

She used her mental power to search the mansion, hoping to find someone alive to ask about the situation. Unfortunately, everyone was dead. As she was about to leave, she suddenly sensed a group of people quickly approaching. Unsure whether they were friends or foes, she paused for a moment before swiftly climbing onto the corridor to hide.