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Feng Jin was grimacing in pain. When he heard Jiang Pengjis exaggerated declaration, his stomach was in pain instead of his hands.

If they were in Hejian County, it would have been okay for her to be so smugat least then Liu She could take responsibility for it. However, they were in Shangjing. She did not have the advantage of being a local tyrant under the emperor But maybe she could still be that arrogant.

Thinking about how modest he was and how he gave in just now but was still humiliated and got his arm injured, he suddenly felt that it was better to be arrogant.

Lanting, be careful. These people have bad intentions. Feng Jin covered his wound with his left hand. Garish, fresh blood continued to flow out from the space in between his fingers. His face turned pale due to the pain and loss of blood. His voice became weak. Theyre the envoys sent by the royal family of the Northern borderline

Jiang Pengji looked at a few brawny men who were at a standoff with some people in the courtyard. They all had long, braided, black hair with flower head scarves tied on their heads. Their thick eyebrows slanted upwards to their temples and their facial features were distinct and dimensional. It could be seen at first glance that they were foreigners.

They were all half-naked and their shoulders and chests were tattooed with unique, yet complicated, tattoos. One could vaguely notice their sinister and ferocious appearances. Their upper bodies revealed stone-like muscles; their arms were bigger than Feng Jins thighs. Their skin was so oiled that it could reflect light.

Huh? The envoys sent by the royal family of the Northern borderline? Jiang Pengji sneered coldly and took two steps forward. The crowd automatically gave way. Feng Jin, have you been living in vain? Youre the son of the head of the secretariat and youre being bullied like this? Theyre just a few watchdogs, not the descendants of the Northern borderline Royal Family. Yet youve allowed yourself to be beaten up like this. Youve really embarrassed your father.

Feng Jins facial expression changed. It was not that he was mad at Jiang Pengji for saying such unpleasant words, but more so that what she said was the truth.

He was the son of the head of the secretariat and he was beaten in the face in the hot spring resort under the name of Prince Changshou. His vital right arm was even injured. Due to his injury, it was very likely that he would be unable to participate in the assessment a few days later.

Who are you referring to as watchdogs?

Jiang Pengji stood in front of Feng Jin and looked at the person who spoke. Some of the other students were watching, wanting to step forward and help out, but they did not bring any handy weapons. Just by comparing their figures, they were not a match for the hulky men holding knives.

Feng Jin was the unluckiest. He was also hit in the face on top of his injured arm. The others looked messy and bruised.

Tsk. Im scolding whoever who has an affair with his sister-in-law. She was in a very bad mood. Someone had come for a scolding, so of course, she taunted him without being easy on him. Doesnt the Northern borderline classify people into different classes? The royal family is first class, so that makes everyone else second class trash. Its a compliment to say that youre watchdogs. This highlights the friendly relationship between the two countries.

Feng Jin had never seen Jiang Pengji so bold and vigorous. For a second, he was so shocked that he forgot his pain.

The tough men choked on Jiang Pengjis berating. The leader looked fierce, but he was not good at talking.

They thought that the scholars were weak and only knew how to speak literary jargon. Both of their thighs were not as big as one of his arm. It was a sensitive period. Even if they humiliated the boiled chickens, the Dongqing Royal Family would not do anything to them.

Who who has an affair with his sister-in-law? A trace of panic flashed across the face of the strong man, who was the leader. He carried a knife and stepped forward, instantly closing the distance between him and Jiang Pengji. He threatened her ruthlessly.

Jiang Pengji snorted and grinned, revealing her white teeth. You are having an affair with your fathers mistress.

Feng Jin knew that Jiang Pengji would not shoot without taking aim. He reckoned that what she said was true. Otherwise, the brawny man would not have had such a huge reaction All of a sudden, he could not help but think of the night in the bandits cantonment when his secrets were exposed by Jiang Pengji.

Huai Yu, what the dog hurt you? Jiang Pengji did not pay any attention to the tough men in front of her. If they were displeased, she could fight them. She was good at quarrelling and it was impossible for her to lose in a fight.

Lanting, Dongqing is a state of ceremonies Feng Jin smiled bitterly in secret. Oh right, the one who hit me was the one with the green headscarf.

In his mind, he thought what Jiang Pengji said was very cool, but they also had to be cautious about the impact on the two countries. However, his friend was willing to stand up for him. Her kind intention could not be rejected.

We speak the human language when talking to humans because humans can understand it. We have to speak the dogs language when speaking with dogs because they cant understand the human language. Look, you spoke the human language to them and they couldnt understand it, but they understood what I said to them. Jiang Pengji snorted. You should adjust accordingly when dealing with foreigners to actively eliminate the language barriers. This is the correct way of diplomacy

Everyone knew that what Jiang Pengji said was absurd, but some people felt that they had been brainwashed. The sophistries seemed to be somewhat meaningful.

The brawny men from the Northern borderline had come to stir up trouble. They felt pretty good for bullying the weak scholars. They were suddenly furious when they met Jiang Pengji, who had a glib tongue. If they could not defeat her in speech, they would just beat her upas long as she did not die.

Dongqing had been emphasizing literature and restricting military force for many years. The men in the borders of the Northern borderline were considered upright. However, after entering Dongqing, the men they saw were sissies who wore flowers in their hair, put on makeup, and wriggled their waists while they walked. There were a few normal ones occasionally, but they were not hardworking.

They could confidently say that there were not enough boiled chickens in the entire courtyard for them to slaughter, let alone the shorty in front of them! As it turned out, they seemed to have encountered a fake sissy that day. He was a real, strong man!

Thud!

Jiang Pengji had a small figure and the advantage of being nimble. Her strength and appearance were not related at all.

They thought that they could get her easily with their hands, but they had not expected for Jiang Pengji to be even more slippery than an eel.

She snatched the blade from one of their hands and pinched his wrist joints using her two fingers. Not only did she force him to release the blade in his hand, but at the same time, she turned and got into his arms, pulling his body forward. Her elbow jerked suddenly and it accurately hit the persons throat.

In a split second, she caught the handle of the knife that he had dropped. At the same time, she turned her body around and used her kneed him hard.

People with sensitive hearing ability could even hear the sound of a sac being ripped open and the splashing of liquid.

Everyone was speechless.

Wait a second, that position Feng Jin was so scared that he stepped backwards, his legs trembling.

Jiang Pengji used the strong mans body as a shield to block the knife that was coming towards her. His wrist twisted and the direction of the knife changed.

It was as if she had eyes in the back of her head. The blade swiftly flashed before the attackers eyes. Blood spurted out all of a sudden, stinging peoples eyes. It was not over yet. After dropping her shield, her fingers clenched the attackers throat and she thrust him onto the ground.

Not only did he fall on his face, but his entire face was bloody. It became a frying pan due Jiang Pengjis strength, in addition to the force of him plunging downwards.

Clearly, there were more than ten men mauling a girl. However, judging from the situation, it seemed like Jiang Pengji was the one who mauled the gang.

Feng Jin knew that Jiang Pengji could fight, but he did not know that she fought everyone she saw.

The brawny men were all well-trained warriors of the Northernern borderline. They were small in number, but they were like a human head harvesters on the battlefield.

Say it. Which dirty finger of yours hurt Huai Yu?

Jiang Pengji was stepping on the side of his face. His face was twisted and he could not move. It was as if he was trampled upon by a five-finger mountain.