Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 610 - 609: Convinced in Heart and Speech

"Miss, should we follow them?" the maid asked Yi Qianqian.

Yi Qianqian glanced at Old Hong, who was still drinking beside her, and slightly shook her head, saying, "No need."

"If you stay here, I can’t protect you," Old Hong said. "After all, someone paid me to mind my own business."

"Paid you?" The maid frowned, "Then we can also pay you to protect us."

"That’s not possible," Old Hong replied. "As they say, first come, first served. Since I’ve already taken someone else’s money, I can’t take yours. In life, one must uphold integrity."

"Then... what would make you willing to protect us?" the maid asked again.

Old Hong took a sip of wine, chuckling as he said, "Nothing in particular, you just need to pray that the people from the Heavenly Killer Sect don’t come after you."

Hearing this, the maid felt both angry and anxious, but didn’t dare to say more.

After all, when Old Hong took action to teach those guards a lesson, he didn’t hold back at all.

Yi Qianqian looked in the direction Shen Qinglan and the others had left, pursing her lips as she said, "Let’s go back to the house first."

She had just been kicked in the knee by Duan Yunfei, and at that moment, her knee was faintly aching.

Earlier, Duan Yunfei had shown some mercy. If he had been a bit harsher, her knee would not only be simply aching but directly crippled.

Although the little maid was reluctant, she obediently helped her up and left the grassy hut.

Meanwhile, as Shen Qinglan and Le Zhao rushed out, Duan Yunfei and Situ Nan were already nowhere to be seen.

"Where have they gone?" Xuan Ying frowned.

Shen Qinglan said, "There’s a forest ahead, let’s go over and look."

Xuan Ming nodded, "Let’s go!"

"Don’t be anxious," Le Zhao said unhurriedly. "You know Duan Yunfei’s martial arts skills; why hurry?"

"Of course we’re not anxious." Xuan Ying snorted. "We just want to see what happens to that Situ Nan."

"Mm!" Le Zhao nodded, "We surely should hurry over. If we’re late and Yunfei’s anger leads him to finish off that fellow, it will be troublesome. The world’s number one chef is not just skilled in cooking; his martial arts are top-notch too."

Shen Qinglan glanced at him, then ran into the forest with Xuan Ming and Xuan Ying.

As they heard the sound of clashing swords getting closer, the three couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Under the moonlight, cold flashes scattered as two figures darted back and forth in the forest.

The three had just stopped when something flew towards Shen Qinglan and the others.

Startled, they hurriedly stepped back a few paces, hearing a "thud" as a heavy object fell in front of them, causing dry leaves on the ground to scatter to the sides.

"Ptooey—"

Situ Nan spat out the blood in his mouth, wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth, and smiled, "Young Master Duan, your skills are indeed exceptional. Today, I’ve truly experienced it."

Duan Yunfei sheathed his sword and said indifferently, "You’re not bad either, just lacking a bit of finesse."

Situ Nan chuckled softly, stood up, and dusted off the fallen leaves and dirt from his body before saying, "I used to hear my master praise you often, but I was not convinced. After today’s duel, I’m convinced both in heart and words."

Xuan Ying scoffed, "There are plenty who refuse to acknowledge our Young Master, but among peers, there’s none in the world who can match him, of course, except Miss Shen."

"Miss Shen?" Situ Nan was surprised, "Miss Shen can hold her own against Young Master Duan?"