She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 170: Go, Retrieve Your Glory

Chapter 170: Chapter 170: Go, Retrieve Your Glory

By the time Xiao Hongshen arrived, Yan Wanqing had already left from the other side.

The fat man was carried away by the soldiers as well.

He didn’t see anything when he arrived.

"What happened?" he asked someone casually.

The soldier, standing on the outskirts, hadn’t seen clearly either and said with certainty, "I heard that Princess Anping was scolded to tears."

"What?" Xiao Hongshen couldn’t quite believe it.

"Your Highness Prince Seven, it’s true. The soldier who scolded her has already been knocked out from being punished with wooden clappers," the soldier roughly overheard someone saying in the back, "...He’s started to hit, he’s started to hit! He’s fainted, he’s fainted!"

Then he relayed his understanding to Xiao Hongshen.

Seeing the soldier speak so confidently, Xiao Hongshen frowned and dismissed him.

He had never heard of Yan Wanqing crying.

At most, she would have been angered into leaving, right?

Thinking this way, Xiao Hongshen felt a bit more at ease.

Just appointed and already driven away by anger, how would she handle the future?

After all, she’s a woman, trivial bickering might be tolerable, but when it comes to serious matters, they’re always slightly lacking.

"Your Highness, should we gather the soldiers now?" the person following Xiao Hongshen said.

Xiao Hongshen glanced at him, "Why?"

"Wasn’t it agreed that we were to set off at sunset?" the person was somewhat confused.

Xiao Hongshen scoffed coldly, "The Marshal’s Seal isn’t with me, what power do I have to boast of?"

He looked around the military camp, then strode off directly.

He wasn’t so idle as to pity and indulge women, let alone for a woman like Yan Wanqing.

Xiao Hongshen felt a headache every time he thought of that name.

Yan Wanqing didn’t return to the Yan Family.

Instead, she went straight to the town near the military camp.

She found an inn to rest in, intending to visit nearby Iron Horse Street in the afternoon to retrieve the items she had made beforehand, which would be useful on the battlefield.

The Jinghong sword given to her by the Empress was handy, but it was a pity that it wasn’t sharpened.

Sharpening the sword should have been a simple matter, but because it involved a gift from a superior, it entailed many cumbersome rituals.

Yan Wanqing had always disliked hassle, so she kept Jinghong by her side.

Without the familiar Hidden Guards, Hong Wu and Piji, by her side, Yan Wanqing wasn’t worried. This mission was undertaken with Xiao Hongshen, and frictions and clashes were bound to occur along the way. They’d probably end up in an open confrontation, so she had long stationed the people from Stormy Building all along the route.

After disguising herself, she pushed open the rear window, leaped down from the upper floor, and soon disappeared at the street corner.

Iron Horse Street.

This street was incessantly clanging day and night. In front of every shop, one could see brawny men with bare chests swinging hammers at weapons, each strong and powerful in appearance.

She casually entered one of the shops, where various swords, daggers, and other blades hung on the walls.

"What can I do for you?" asked the shopkeeper.

Yan Wanqing took out a distinctive token from her bosom, flashed it in front of the shopkeeper, then said, "I’m looking to buy something that’s not available for purchase."

Upon seeing the token, the shopkeeper immediately brightened up, "The customer is a connoisseur, ah, the good stuff is further inside."

The shopkeeper led Yan Wanqing through a small door to the side, and after entering, they turned into the courtyard and went into the kitchen, lifting the stove, there was surprisingly a secret passage.

The two of them followed the secret passage downstairs.

They traversed the narrow stairway, barely a few hundred meters, when they were suddenly greeted by a spacious area!

The blast of heat that struck them caused Yan Wanqing to instantly break out in a sweat. The underground space hosted more than double the number of furnaces above ground, with robust men continuously forging weapons.

"Master, here is what you requested." The shopkeeper came over, holding a tray in his hands, on which lay a neatly packaged parcel.

Resting at the edge of the tray was a plain longsword.

"You’ve worked hard." Yan Wanqing weighed the longsword in her hand, then drew it from its scabbard. She saw the cold light flash sharply, and sword energy momentarily overflowed from the scabbard. Yan Wanqing instantly sheathed the sword back in its scabbard.

In just that instant, a trail of blood had appeared on the back of her hand.

The shopkeeper didn’t feel apologetic at all, but instead seemed quite proud.

"I forgot to mention to you, Master, that this sword is forged from a special material that requires fresh blood to sharpen its blade. It’s most suitable for use on your battlefield."

Yan Wanqing wiped the cut on the back of her hand with her fingertip and looked up at the shopkeeper, "Using your blood for it seems like a good idea too."

"Master, please don’t joke." The shopkeeper laughed heartily.

Yan Wanqing was not one to hold a grudge over such matters.

Indeed, after inspecting the soft armor in the parcel, Yan Wanqing’s expression did soften a bit.

"This soft armor and the longsword are forged from the same material, which is incredibly rare and hard to come by."

"What material?" Yan Wanqing asked with interest.

The shopkeeper dropped his voice to a mysterious whisper, "Does the Master still remember the Star Stone that fell from the sky decades ago?"

Yan Wanqing recalled that there indeed had been such an event, "However, wasn’t that Star Stone later sent to the palace?" Currently, it should be in Song Huaxu’s observatory.

"The villagers held back some when they offered it, and it took some effort from my men to collect it all here," boasted the shopkeeper, his pride evident as if it were written all over his face.

Yan Wanqing naturally understood what the shopkeeper meant.

"Well done, take your brothers and go get your reward from Money Leopard."

"Alright, I’ve been waiting for those words from you, Master." The shopkeeper’s face blossomed into a chrysanthemum smile.

Pressed for time, Yan Wanqing didn’t stay long after receiving the items she wanted, but before she left, the shopkeeper handed her a small token of his craftsmanship.

"Just a few hundred pieces, not many, but they are quite light and can be carried as hidden weapons." The shopkeeper handed Yan Wanqing a small box.

She opened it to find incredibly thin, round pieces with sharply edged perimeters, evidently processed by the shopkeeper.

"You’ve put thought into this." A few hundred pieces were not easily forged, especially with such finesse.

Yan Wanqing acknowledged the shopkeeper’s thoughtfulness.

"May our Master triumph high and mighty, securing victory the moment she arrives!" said the shopkeeper, bowing with his hands clasped before Yan Wanqing.

Yan Wanqing turned her back and lifted her hand, "I’ll take your good fortune."

Ever since the North of the Pass, she hadn’t traveled afar, let alone led troops into battle.

Therefore, when the news spread that Yan Wanqing was heading out to war, all her old subordinates were boiling with blood.

For how many years had they not seen that young commander on horseback!

Departing for a lengthy campaign, Yan Wanqing was no longer the Commandery Princess confined to her boudoir in Anping but their leader, the General Yan who marched into battle, decisive in life and death!

The shopkeeper watched Yan Wanqing’s retreating figure, his eyes brimming with tears.

They had been waiting for this scene for a solid five years!

The day had finally come.

"Go, return to where you belong, and reclaim the honor that’s yours!"

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