Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback
Chapter 591: You Lost!

Chapter 591: Chapter 591: You Lost!

"Zhan Lan, you are really looking down on people too much!" Shui Zhihan tightened her grip on the sword hilt.

Over the years, she had been tirelessly practicing her martial arts, never slacking off. Her hands were callused, lacking the smoothness of a young girl.

She worked so hard because she didn’t want to lose to anyone!

Did Zhan Lan really think she could defeat her with just a tree branch?

Shui Zhihan didn’t want her attendants to hear her conversation with Zhan Lan and Mu Yan, because this matter had always been her disgrace.

A few of her attendants watched Shui Zhihan from afar; they knew without listening that their lady was going to challenge that woman.

Their young lady had received the true teachings of the Sect Master and had received all sorts of special training from the elders. Whether in terms of resources or strength, she was among the top in the sect.

Did that veiled woman really think she could defeat their Shadow Sect’s young lady with a tree branch? Such a daydream, she would soon know the price of underestimating her opponent.

Mu Yan stood not far behind Zhan Lan, and upon hearing Shui Zhihan’s words, a dangerous glint appeared in his eyes. How dare she call Zhan Lan "you woman"!

Zhan Lan knew Mu Yan’s temperament. She glanced back at him, and Mu Yan unclenched his hand and stepped back a few paces, allowing his Lan’er to teach the ignorant Shui Zhihan a lesson!

The Silver-faced Fox stretched its neck to look outside.

He saw Shui Zhihan charging at Zhan Lan, sword in hand. Zhan Lan leisurely held a tree branch; the sword light in Shui Zhihan’s hand suddenly flashed, and the sword tip aimed directly at her face.

Zhan Lan sidestepped to dodge Shui Zhihan’s sword. Shui Zhihan followed up with an attack, but before she could make a move, she felt a cool breeze on her neck, and in an instant, Zhan Lan was right in front of her.

The tree branch that Shui Zhihan had looked down upon was already at her throat.

"You’ve lost," Zhan Lan said coldly.

Shui Zhihan froze in place; she hadn’t even seen Zhan Lan’s move. How did she do it?

Shui Zhihan’s attendants were wide-eyed, some with their mouths agape; none weren’t amazed. How could it be that their young lady lost within a single move!

Mu Yan had already anticipated Shui Zhihan’s inevitable defeat, not only because Lan’er’s strength was formidable, but because she never flaunted her talents arrogantly, knew her limits, and never took on anything she wasn’t confident in.

The Silver-faced Fox sat cross-legged in the carriage with a bright smile. The match ended before the melon seeds in his hand could even reach his mouth!

"Tsk tsk tsk, Zhan Lan won so easily; truly a battle-hardened female General!"

What a pity, he hadn’t had his fill of the spectacle!

Unwillingly, Shui Zhihan looked at Zhan Lan, "I underestimated you. Do you dare to compete with me once more?"

Zhan Lan curved her lips, "Compete again, and the result will be the same!"

Unconvinced, Shui Zhihan said, "Just one more time, and if I lose, I’ll admit it openly!"

Zhan Lan withdrew the branch and returned to her original position.

This time, Shui Zhihan didn’t dare to underestimate her opponent. She even tried to use diversion tactics to confuse Zhan Lan, but within two moves, the tip of the branch was against her heart.

Her throat tightened, the corners of her mouth pulled taut, and her confident expression broke inch by inch. The sword in her hand clattered to the cold ground.

"Lady Shui, if this were the battlefield, you would have died twice already!" Zhan Lan withdrew the branch from her hand.

A cold wind blew, and Shui Zhihan felt her ears and cheeks burn, not from the chilly breeze, but because her dignity had been utterly trampled by Zhan Lan.

However, it was she who overestimated her abilities and challenged Zhan Lan; she couldn’t blame anyone else now.

Shui Zhihan’s attendants dared not look, knowing their lady had never suffered such humiliation before.

The opponent had merely picked up a random tree branch and defeated her twice.

With her eyes moist, Shui Zhihan looked at Zhan Lan in resentment.

Zhan Lan spoke firmly, "Lady Shui, you are the Sect Master’s daughter, surrounded by masters. But they all coddle your ego. How many of them have truly fought you with all their strength? Compared to common martial world travelers, you’re quite skilled. But on the battlefield, my warriors and I face life-and-death situations, where one strike is fatal. Have you ever faced a mountain of corpses, or survived nine lives to win one? You haven’t. So you’ve lost. Compete a thousand times or ten thousand, and you will still lose!"

Shui Zhihan’s heart trembled violently. Zhan Lan implied that what she had always been proud of was merely others sparing her dignity, not having truly and properly competed with her.

She rubbed her thumb against the rough and hard calluses in her palm, but upon seeing the scars on the back of Zhan Lan’s hand, she suddenly felt a jolt. Surely, Zhan Lan also bore scars.

She had thought her efforts unparalleled, but they were far insufficient compared to Zhan Lan!

Her opponent was such a powerful woman, no wonder Mu Yan had broken off the engagement for Zhan Lan.

"Zhan Lan, in the past years, I’ve never lost to anyone. Give me three years; I’ll surely defeat you!"

Zhan Lan sneered, "Forget it, put away your pride. Actually, you just can’t stand losing to any woman, can’t see anyone stronger than you!"

Zhan Lan’s words hit the mark, exposing Shui Zhihan’s true inner thoughts.

Her competitiveness seemed only to be directed at women. In Yuzhou City, there was no woman who could match her, not even the King of Yuzhou’s daughter.

Now, she had lost so easily without even uttering the words she had prepared to humiliate Zhan Lan.

She had wanted Mu Yan to realize he made the wrong choice, but now she had become a laughing stock.

Not only humiliated by Mu Yan, but now also by Zhan Lan.

Was Zhan Lan’s personality so domineering because Mu Yan preferred this type of woman?

Suddenly, a cold wind lifted the veil beneath Zhan Lan’s hat, and Shui Zhihan glimpsed Zhan Lan’s stunningly beautiful face.

Her pupils widened, and the faint glimmer of hope in her heart slowly faded; even in terms of beauty, she had lost!

Mu Yan approached, naturally taking the branch from Zhan Lan’s hand, tossing it aside, and placing a golden hand warmer in her hands.

"Lan’er, let’s go!"

Zhan Lan nodded slightly, and the two prepared to return to their carriage together.

Shui Zhihan’s fingers were red from the cold, while the hand warmer in Zhan Lan’s arms was toasty. Shui Zhihan suddenly felt a stifling pressure in her chest.

"How old are you this year?" Shui Zhihan asked Zhan Lan with a lump in her throat.

Zhan Lan coldly spat out two words, "Eighteen."

Shui Zhihan’s voice trembled as she slowly uttered, "I’m actually a year older than you..."

Then, her body unexpectedly fell backward uncontrollably.

Seeing Shui Zhihan’s head about to hit the ground, Zhan Lan didn’t wish for the Shadow Sect or King of Yuzhou to hold it against her should they blame her.

Not wanting unnecessary trouble, she quickly grasped Shui Zhihan with one hand while holding the hand warmer in the other.

"My lady!" Shui Zhihan’s attendants immediately rushed forward to support her.

The ground where Shui Zhihan almost fell backward had already iced over, and a direct fall would surely result in injury. One of the attendants noticed Zhan Lan’s assist and nodded a grateful nod in her direction, "Thank you, miss."

Zhan Lan nodded slightly and turned to leave.

Who knew the Silver-faced Fox would suddenly leap off the carriage, hurrying to Zhan Lan’s side, "We should run quickly; a carriage and many guards are coming behind us!"