Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 208: 208 kills!

Having battled through countless fights, even possessing the strength to contest a Great Sword Master, these two Ninth-Order Sword Peak Swordsmen met their demise just like that.

Mu Hanyan took a deep breath, relieved, thankfully, this wasn’t her first time crossing swords with them; otherwise, facing such a combined sword skill with her current strength would indeed have been overwhelming.

Finally, having eliminated Jian Zhongtian’s strongest three personal guards, Mu Hanyan let out a slight sigh of relief, attended to her wounds briefly, and continued walking inward.

After all, once a major official in the Capital, Jian Zhongtian’s hidden power was probably much greater than what appeared on the surface. If she missed this opportunity, it would become harder to kill him later. Mu Hanyan absolutely couldn’t let this chance slip by.

”Lord... My lord!” The guard stumbled and rushed into the courtyard again.

”What now?” Jian Zhongtian asked with displeasure.

”They’re dead, Senior Gao De and Senior Xinli are also dead,” the guard said in panic.

”What?” The teacup in Jian Zhongtian’s hands shattered as he abruptly stood up, his eyes wide with shock.

Jiang Renyi’s death was one thing, but even Jiang Gaode and Jiang Xinli had died! When those two joined forces, they could contend with Great Swordsmen, yet they too had perished.

Who, exactly, had come?

”Quick, we must go,” without the luxury of further thought, Jian Zhongtian made a decisive command.

”Thinking of running for your life now? It’s too late,” Mu Hanyan’s figure finally appeared at the entrance of the inner courtyard.

Upon seeing Mu Hanyan’s stunning face, Jian Zhongtian was taken aback; over the years, countless young girls had perished at his hands, but none compared to the girl before him.

If it were any other time, he might have been tempted, but now, he harbored not the slightest lustful thought. For he had seen Mu Hanyan’s clothes soaked in blood and sensed the thick aura of death around her.

”She’s injured, kill her, kill her,” seeing Mu Hanyan wounded somewhat eased Jian Zhongtian’s heart, and he urgently shouted to the guards gathered around him.

”Let’s attack together and kill her,” the guards, who had been scared witless, now noticing Mu Hanyan’s injuries, drew courage, and drew their longswords, charging at Mu Hanyan.

Mu Hanyan gave a cold laugh. Despite her severe injuries, how could these few guards possibly pose a threat to her?

Sword raised, sword fell! Blood splattered, scattering through the air!

In the blink of an eye, the guards were slain, with not a single one left alive.

The dense smell of blood hit her face, but Mu Hanyan did not feel sick, like other swordsmen killing for the first time would. She bore no hesitation or contradiction, not even a hint of pity.

Even at the tips of her fingers, there wasn’t the slightest tremble.

In this moment, she was no longer the playboy heiress of Heishi City but rather a seasoned Sword Saint who had survived life and death, experienced countless joys and sorrows, her heart as steely as her resolve.

This was the real Mu Hanyan.

”Don’t kill me, I have no quarrel with you, who sent you to kill me? How much did they pay you? I’ll double it, no, ten times, a hundred times,” seeing Mu Hanyan approach with her blood-stained body, Jian Zhongtian collapsed to the ground, trembling and pleading pitifully.

He was certain, he had never seen the girl with a smile as beautiful as a flower yet as ruthless as she was at this moment. The only possibility was that she was a professional assassin hired with a substantial bounty by an enemy.

He wasn’t ready to die; he had plenty of money and didn’t care about riches as long as he could live.

Regrettably, he was mistaken.