A Dignified Death (Part Two) [Please Vote for the Monthly Ticket]

Bai Su rested a hand on the sword at her waist as she headed toward the prefectural governor's residence.

She was still some distance from the council hall when she heard Miao Shu cursing.

"Which petty villain dares offend My Lord?" A vicious glint flashed through her eyes. She changed course on the spot and kicked open the door.

For a moment, her gaze met four pairs of eyes: a father and his son inside.

Bai Su saluted Xun Zhen. "Greetings, Military Advisor Xun."

Xun Zhen returned the salute. "My Lord ordered me to see this person off. I didn't expect the commotion to alarm General Bai."

Bai Su accepted only half of Xun Zhen's salute.

By then, Miao Shu was in so much pain that her insides felt as if they were burning. Her limbs spasmed, her head throbbed as if it would split, and the veins in her forehead bulged one by one. Her vision flickered between clarity and blur. Even so, she could still make out Bai Su, a strikingly spirited young martial officer who had entered the room. Her features were bold, but not as sharply angular as a man's; with red lips and white teeth, she looked more like a woman at first glance.

Bai Su lowered her eyes to glance at Miao Shu, who lay on the floor, trembling in agony. She keenly noticed the Literary Qi spilling uncontrollably from the other woman and spoke. Her voice wasn't as deep as a man's, either.

"She's a Literary Scholar?"

"Yes. She also has the Way of the Scholar, and she lacks for no talent. It's just a pity—" Xun Zhen said, with a trace of envy. Miao Shu's Way of the Scholar had been born for the battlefield, without any troublesome drawbacks to hold her