Qin Siqing had been born into a great clan and had roamed the martial world since her girlhood, encountering some fortunate opportunities along the way. Though she was only a few years older than Ding Zhanyun, Ding Yuqin, and the others, her martial cultivation was exceptionally profound; she was already a powerful Innate-level expert.
When she acted, she effortlessly suppressed the remaining two streams of Finger Force from Ding Zhanyun's Hand-Waving Pipa. Yet the impact was enormous. Ding Yuqin, for one, was still shaken, fine beads of sweat appearing on her fair, smooth face. As she looked at Ding Zhanyun, she could barely keep herself from killing her on the spot.
The Ding Family women watching the situation unfold at the side had been frightened out of their wits as well. Fortunately, Qin Siqing's martial arts were high enough and her reaction swift enough to save Ding Yuqin. Otherwise, whether she had been killed or disfigured, the matter would have been difficult to settle.
Most crucially, Ding Zhanyun had Meng Zhao protecting her, so she likely would not suffer anything. They, the onlookers who had been watching the spectacle, might instead become targets for venting anger. How could they possibly be in a good mood?
Seeing Qin Siqing effortlessly break her technique, Ding Zhanyun showed no agitation at all. Though this cousin-in-law of hers rarely displayed her martial arts, Ding Zhanyun knew something of how profound her cultivation was, so she was not surprised.
Still, she put on an expression of lingering fright and terror, tinged with anger, and said,
"Ding Yuqin, are you insane? You actually attacked me! If not for Cousin-in-law being here, let's see how you would have cleaned up this mess today!"
Ding Yuqin was so furious that her eyes had reddened. Her tightly clenched white