She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 172: Grew a Damn Face

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Grew a Damn Face

"Boss, this is the guy who beat me up, and he even said that we don’t take military rules seriously!" the burly man complained to a skinny man who had a particularly sly look.

The man was shorter than the burly man’s shoulders, making the burly man’s bent posture look utterly ridiculous at this moment.

With a toothpick in his mouth, the sly-looking man sauntered up to Yan Wanqing, "Who are you? Such arrogance, don’t you know I’m the boss of this street?"

Yan Wanqing dodged the overwhelming stench of alcohol.

She placed her bundle into the arms of an old woman, "Could you hold this for me for a moment? Take your daughter and hide nearby."

The old woman, having run a shop for years, was quick to hide in a pepper shop with the help of her daughter due to her sharp judgment.

In the blink of an eye, the once-crowded street had closed up and was completely deserted.

On the entire street, only Yan Wanqing and a few soldiers confronting her remained.

"Oh, so you want to fight," the sly-looking man laughed mischievously, "Really ignorant, considering how skinny your arms and legs are, don’t say we’re bullying you."

"A gentleman acts righteously and knows what not to do. You ignore military discipline, so you should pay the price," Yan Wanqing said with cold eyes.

The sly man furrowed his brows slightly, "No, seriously, what’s your background?"

Relying on his uncle’s minor official status in the military, he often came out privately, and over time, he had become the tyrant of this street.

Today, upon hearing that the Emperor had appointed a woman as their general, he felt extremely aggrieved, leading to him bringing out a few buddies to drink and vent.

Little did they know, they would encounter someone who wouldn’t back down.

Yan Wanqing directly ignored his question and beckoned them with her finger.

The sly man lost his temper, waving his hand, "Go, show him some color!"

In no time at all, the soldiers had all been knocked down.

Yan Wanqing, holding her long sword, walked towards the sly man.

Out of fear, he scrambled back on the ground, "I’m warning you, my uncle is in the military camp, and he’s this influential! If you lay hands on me, my uncle won’t let you get away with it!"

"Your uncle?" Yan Wanqing smirked, "Who is he?"

She did not realize that within just half a year of her family’s absence from the Governor’s Office Pass, the worms of the Capital City had already turned the army into such a ghastly mess!

A murderous look flashed in Yan Wanqing’s eyes, frightening the sly man even more.

He retreated to a corner, accidentally grabbing a wooden stick, and without thinking, he swung it at Yan Wanqing.

Yan Wanqing narrowly dodged.

Seizing the moment, the sly man scrambled up and ran to a distance.

He kicked down a shop door and, seeing Yan Wanqing approaching closely, didn’t think twice before dragging a child out from the corner and holding a dagger to the child’s neck, threatening, "Come any closer, and I’ll kill him!"

The child shivered and began to cry loudly out of fear.

The sly man’s ears hurt from the noise, "Shut up!"

This was a little girl.

Unable to withstand such terror, her body trembled pitifully.

Yan Wanqing suppressed her rage, "Let her go, and I will spare your life."

"I don’t believe a word you say, just who are you?" the sly man said, knowing Yan Wanqing’s martial arts prowess was superior, he tightened his grip on the girl’s neck, driven by fear to the point of ignoring everything else.

"I’ll say it one last time, let her go, and I’ll spare your life," Yan Wanqing said, her eyes narrowing.

Feeling the ominous atmosphere, the sly man involuntarily tightened his hold, the girl began to turn pale and could suffocate at any second!

Clang!

The sword was drawn!

Nobody saw how she did it, but the moment the sword returned to its sheath, the sly man’s eyes bulged, and then he collapsed to the ground.

Yan Wanqing kicked the body aside and carried her young daughter back to the shop.

"You, you actually killed him!" the burly man watched as Yan Wanqing genuinely murdered and couldn’t believe it, "The Imperial Court won’t let you go!"

"Is that so?" Yan Wanqing walked two steps ahead, "It just so happens that I have no intention of letting you go either."

"The Imperial Court gives you so much salary every year, hoping that one day you can protect the citizens, but what about you?" she sneered, "You tyrannize over the people, becoming tormentors bringing them pain—how are you any different from those barbaric beasts?!"

"What does this matter have to do with you—" The burly man was still bellowing one second, and the next second he saw the token in Yan Wanqing’s hand, and immediately, along with several others, fell limp to the ground.

"The, the Marshal’s Seal!"

They couldn’t even finish their words.

"He, he is—"

Yan Wanqing looked down from a height: "Carry his body and follow behind me." She put away the Marshal’s Seal, knocked on the door of the spicy food store, took the bundle that she had gotten from the old woman, and took out some silver coins from her bosom.

"Here are some silver taels as compensation." She gave the old woman no chance to refuse and left directly.

Behind her, several soldiers with ashen faces were carrying the scheming villain’s body, keeping in pace right behind Yan Wanqing.

Military Camp.

Seeing the sun set in the West, they were about to depart.

Xiao Hongshen was already waiting early inside the tent.

"Has Princess Anping not arrived yet?" he asked while drinking tea.

A lean general nodded, "I haven’t seen her yet." His eyes darted around in their sockets, "If the Commandery Princess is late, it’s unacceptable—the soldiers already have little respect for her."

"Chang, you mustn’t be too severe; Princess Anping is a woman after all. It’s normal for her to spend some time getting ready before leaving," said another slightly stout general.

"Ah, Deputy General Zhang, let’s not forget that the Princess said today, before she left, that we should set out at sunset. Anyone who disobeys is to be executed immediately," Chang, the squad leader, said.

The two tarnished Yan Wanqing in their dialogue.

Xiao Hongshen listened to them speak, his expression unchanged.

It was almost time.

At that moment, a young officer ran in from outside: "Not good, Deputy General, your nephew is dead!"

"What?!" Deputy General Zhang thundered, "What happened?"

The young officer pointed outside, "Come, someone has arrived."

"Let’s go have a look," Xiao Hongshen put down his tea cup.

Everyone walked outside the tent.

At that time, the scheming villain’s body was laid on the ground, and Yan Wanqing stood a short distance away, surrounded by a circle of soldiers.

Deputy General Zhang, with a dark face, squeezed through the crowd to get inside.

As soon as he saw the body on the ground, his rage ignited.

"Who, who did this!"

The burly men were kneeling on the ground, all glancing uniformly at Yan Wanqing.

Deputy General Zhang, recognizing Yan Wanqing as an entirely unfamiliar face, scoffed, "What grievances, what grudges? How dare you kill someone in the street!"

"So it’s you," Yan Wanqing realized as soon as she saw Deputy General Zhang appear, "Zhang Feng, after all these years, you still have that damn face."

"Nonsense!" Deputy General Zhang was infuriated and took great strides toward Yan Wanqing, poised to strike.

Yan Wanqing pulled out the Marshal’s Seal from her bosom.

Zhang Feng froze in place.

"What? Don’t recognize your own father?" Yan Wanqing said contemptuously.