Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback
Chapter 589: Shadow Sect’s Eldest Miss Shui Zhihan

Chapter 589: Chapter 589: Shadow Sect’s Eldest Miss Shui Zhihan

In Yuzhou, everyone admires martial arts, plus the presence of the foremost sect, the Shadow Sect, which lends the entire city a martial world atmosphere. Street brawls are common, so the townsfolk have grown accustomed to them.

However, this Hu Biao is someone no one dares to offend. The people in the carriage are probably not from Yuzhou and are unaware of Hu Biao’s background.

Hu Biao’s real name is Jiang Biao, but because he’s headstrong and reckless like a tiger, his uncle, King of Yuzhou, Liu Xian, jokingly calls him Hu Biao.

The public doesn’t dare to openly call him by his nickname, only discussing him in whispers.

Jiang Biao was whipped by Mu Yan and fell to his knees, seething with rage, because in Yuzhou City and its thirteen counties, everyone knows his identity.

Apart from his uncle Liu Xian, no one dares to hit him!

Soon, a dozen Protectors arrived behind Jiang Biao, and they dismounted to shield Jiang Biao.

Jiang Biao, enduring excruciating pain, was humiliatingly helped up because he found that he could no longer stand. The person whipping him had astonishing Inner Strength.

He felt that his kneecap must have shattered, and he shouted angrily, "Arrest them for me!"

He wanted to beat the two people opposite him to death to vent his anger!

The Vermilion Bird and a group of Hidden Guards observed from the shadows. They saw what was happening but would not intervene unless absolutely necessary; with the Master and Madam present, not to mention the sly Silver-faced Fox, they could handle these small fry.

The Silver-faced Fox sat in the carriage, munching on melon seeds, thinking to himself: With the Emperor of Dayu and the Empress—or rather, the fearsome female General present—is it necessary for him to stop eating melon seeds to deal with these ants?

No need!

In an instant, Jiang Biao’s subordinates rushed to besiege Zhan Lan and Mu Yan’s carriage.

Mu Yan and Zhan Lan got off the carriage simultaneously, and within seconds, the Protectors on the ground could no longer stand.

Zhan Lan retracted her fist, and Mu Yan, holding her hand, sat back in the carriage to leave.

Suddenly, a woman’s voice called out behind them.

"Please, both of you, wait a moment!"

Zhan Lan turned back and saw a woman in a red dress stepping down from an exquisite carriage. She wore a black leather outer garment, with a tight waist highlighting her graceful figure, a black cape draped over her shoulders, her long hair casually tied up, a cascade of dark silky hair dancing in the wind. Her eyes were like limpid autumn water, revealing both the wisdom and decisiveness of a chivalric woman; a sword with a golden hilt hung at her waist, exuding proud determination.

The townsfolk immediately recognized the identity of this woman.

"Ah, isn’t that Lady Shui Zhihan of the Shadow Sect? What’s she doing here?"

"The Shadow Sect has always been close with the King of Yuzhou. She’s probably here to back Jiang Biao!"

"Impossible! Lady Shui stands for justice and helps the poor. She wouldn’t side with Jiang Biao!"

Jiang Biao, upon seeing Shui Zhihan, felt both ashamed due to his injury and moved by the chance that Shui Zhihan might speak for him. He had liked Shui Zhihan for many years, but she never favored him.

The more Shui Zhihan disdained him, the more he liked her!

He glanced at Shui Zhihan with a pitiful expression and preemptively accused, "Zhihan, they’re the ones who deliberately sought trouble with me!"

Shui Zhihan glanced at the Jiang Family Protectors sprawled on the ground, then at the embarrassed Jiang Biao and sighed internally: this hulking, incompetent man wants to be with her.

What a far-fetched dream!

If he weren’t the nephew of the King of Yuzhou, she would find him repulsive at a glance.

Shui Zhihan looked at Zhan Lan and Mu Yan, her voice cold and aloof, "May I ask why you attacked him?"

Zhan Lan cast a sidelong glance at Mu Yan through her veiled hat; so this was Mu Yan’s former betrothed, unlike Qingcheng, whose appearance seemed delicate and gentle, with a character that was reserved and polite. This woman had impressive features and did things flamboyantly, confident and aloof.

Just in terms of looks, she was a match for Mu Yan.

Knowing he was in the wrong, Mu Yan held Zhan Lan’s hand.

Fortunately, he had already informed Lan’er, or there would have been a misunderstanding.

Zhan Lan, not bothering to explain to Shui Zhihan, glanced at Mu Yan from the gap in her veiled hat and then calmly got into the carriage.

Shui Zhihan had never seen such an audacious woman, who hit someone and got into the carriage without explaining why.

Mu Yan smiled slightly; was Zhan Lan jealous?

A trace of wry satisfaction appeared in his eye, and as he looked at Shui Zhihan, the gentleness quickly faded.

Then he too got into the carriage with Zhan Lan.

Aside from his Lan’er, he never felt the need to explain anything to anyone.

The Silver-faced Fox’s action of munching on melon seeds froze. He put down the curtain, silently ridiculing himself: Are these two really so unruly? They’re on Yuzhou’s territory now!

If people from the Shadow Sect chased after them or the King of Yuzhou tried to hunt them down, things would get troublesome, and suddenly, the melon seeds in the Silver-faced Fox’s hand didn’t taste good anymore.

Shui Zhihan, spoiled by the attention of thousands, had never been so scorned, furrowing her brows as she looked at Jiang Biao.

Jiang Biao roared, "Did you see that? What kind of people are they, so arrogant, hitting people and leaving!"

Shui Zhihan’s gaze turned icy and she questioned Jiang Biao sharply, "What exactly did you do?"

Jiang Biao, with drooping eyelids, replied righteously, "I saw you were in a hurry to leave the city, so I asked them to make way. They took my whip and hit people!"

Shui Zhihan finally understood the situation: Jiang Biao must have been recklessly charging through the streets, nearly harming people, so they intervened to teach him a lesson.

Jiang Biao added, "I accidentally brushed their carriage with the whip, but even so, did they have to hit someone?" Nearly reduced to tears, this towering figure felt wronged.

Shui Zhihan sneered, "Serves you right. From now on, don’t follow me wherever I go!"

She then turned to the onlooking townsfolk, "I apologize to everyone. Jiang Biao was rude, and this happened because of my urgency to leave the city. I apologize to everyone."

Someone shouted, "There’s no need, Lady Shui, we weren’t hurt!"

The reserved and modest townsfolk smiled sincerely at Lady Shui.

Shui Zhihan noticed the items from a street vendor scattered on the ground because of Jiang Biao’s prior commotion, some even trampled. She looked at Jiang Biao and said sternly, "Compensate the street vendor for the damaged vegetables and sugar figures and anything else I haven’t seen!"

Jiang Biao scratched his head and reluctantly agreed, "Fine!"

In his heart, Jiang Biao liked and feared Shui Zhihan at the same time. Whatever she said had more weight than his uncle’s words.

After speaking, Shui Zhihan returned to her carriage and headed for the city gate.

She gazed at the two carriages ahead. Although she couldn’t clearly see the appearances of the two, her intuition told her that the man and woman with such exceptional presence were definitely not ordinary.

Zhan Lan, sitting in the carriage, glimpsed the faintly visible carriage behind them. That was Shui Zhihan’s carriage.

She removed her veiled hat and used it to fan herself.

Mu Yan removed his hat and held her hand, "Lan’er, are you feeling hot?"

Zhan Lan avoided Mu Yan’s gaze, "Yes, very hot."