54 Battle scars
"I am fine, father." Gao Lan Mei arrived at the Lotus Pavilion and heard Gao Qi's outburst. The left minister was a strict man, seldom did he get mad and thought with logic. Based on memory, he was only gentle to his wife and daughter.
Gao Qi approached her and checked to see if she was really alright. Releasing a deep breath, "Good. It's very good that no one is hurt." He wanted to run to her courtyard since the earlier, good thing they were prepared for any sudden visitors.
Gao Lan Mei still held the wooden umbrella. The short sword was nowhere to be seen.
Tilting her head like a cat wondering what was going on, her curious eyes glanced around, looking at the Zicuìyù Regime and then the four assassins kneeling on the ground.
Though the beautiful face was scarred, most of the protectors did not feel pity. They felt respect for someone who'd fought death and won.
Those marks, for them, were her battle scars. For a warrior, more scars meant more battles won and that gave more honor. So, there was nothing to be ashamed about!
If relating this to Gao Lan Mei, they were thinking too much though. She just found it bothersome to hide her face as well as the fact that there were not enough herbs to make the pill for removing scars.
These brute warriors seemed to have forgotten that Gao Lan Mei was supposed to be a young miss. It's her responsibility to be beautiful and refined for her future husband, given that the Gao master did not have a male heir yet.
The protectors bowed to her when she arrived, "Greetings to the young miss!"
Especially the ones that arrived at her courtyard late, bowing formally to show their deep respect. This bow originated at the waist, with a straight back, both hands at the sides.
Since not all of them saw the incident at her courtyard, some frowned at their action. A low bow was only for the patriarch, old master or the current master.
Gao Qi also wondered why the other protectors acted like this to Gao Lan Mei. 'Something happened that I am not aware of.'
Looking at his daughter with inquiry, which she just replied with a shrug of her shoulders. She had an idea but was too lazy to talk about it.
The protectors who bowed low did not care if the others did not agree with their actions.
They were confident that if those who were wondering, had witnessed what they had seen earlier, they would surely also do the same in the future.
Three professionally trained assassins were defeated by a young miss who did not have any spiritual energy using only her wooden umbrella to attack and defend.
That was the greatest surprise they had experienced that night.
For them, she was able to win because she was aware of her weakness. Using other means to her advantage, the battle was won, without a single injury.
A remarkable win that removed the chance for the assassins to even think of revenge.
Even among the protectors ranks, no one could do what she had just done without being severely wounded.
It took more than ten of them to subdue and take full control of the attackers in the Gao minister's courtyard before they were able to dispatch some protectors for Gao Lan Mei's assistance, which was not really necessary.
