Qin Xuan: "How old are you this year?"

Reporter: "26 years old."

Qin Xuan: "When I joined the revolution, I had just turned 17. The Japanese devils were about to surrender at that time. Kids like me couldn't focus on studying; all we could think about was picking up guns and rushing to the frontlines. Girls were the same, wanting to become heroic women like Hua Mulan."

In front of the reporters sat an old woman with deep wrinkles on her face. Despite her simple attire, the aura she carried from the battlefield remained intact, as if her resilience was as enduring as a diamond.

The elderly woman's name is Qin Xuan. She is already 93 years old this year and is a legendary female hero with remarkable achievements in battle. The purpose of the journalist's visit is to record her legendary life and to educate future generations about that period of history.

Qin Xuan: "I suppose I can consider myself quite fortunate. Being young and having a relatively good-looking face, as well as possessing the ability to perform in Chinese opera, I was selected by the organization against all odds and became an underground worker. Although I cannot personally engage in battle, I still find it extremely honorable to contribute to the organization's cause."

Reporter: "Is it true that in this mission, you were sent far away to Shanghai and successfully delivered the news of the Japanese army's plan to attack the third battlefield?"

Qin Xuan: "Yes, it was this time that I first met her."

Reporter: "Him?"

Qin Xuan smiled and nodded, resembling a young girl talking about her crush with a gentle and shy expression. She lightly touched the jade ring on her ring finger with her right hand, then spoke, "Young man, as journalists, don't you strive for objectivity? Since that's the case, let me tell you a story. After listening to this story, you will understand what kind of person I truly am. How about that?"

Journalist: "Alright, Grandma Qin, please go ahead."

Qin Xuan: "That was Shanghai in 1943..."

Qin Xuan had never traveled far from home before. Coming from Hunan to Shanghai was something she had never even considered. As a young girl, facing the unfamiliar surroundings, her heart was both excited and nervous.

She came with her superior, whose last name is Wen. He is a fat man with a full beard and no hair on his head. Although he calls himself "Big Wen," privately, Qin Xuan refers to him as "Fat Wen." Fat Wen took the luggage from the ship and put it in the yellow van, then turned around and reached out to pull her up from the ship. He said to her, "He will take you to the place later. When you enter, just say that you are an apprentice from Hunan, and they will let you in."

Qin Xuan nodded silently without speaking.

Wen Pangzi seemed to have sensed the restlessness in Qin Xuan's eyes. He raised his hand and patted Qin Xuan's shoulder heavily, reiterating, "Remember, this is Shanghai, there are many eyes here."

There was no need for Wen Pangzi to say it, Qin Xuan also knew that her purpose for coming this time was not for sightseeing. Therefore, she would keep her temperament in check. She just found Wen Pangzi very talkative, so she swatted his hand away, made a face at him, then boarded the rickshaw and left the dock.

There are many alleyways in Shanghai, and she arrived at the most inconspicuous one.

The taxi driver placed her belongings on the ground, wiped the sweat from his shoulder with a towel. Without saying a word, he quickly drove the car out of the alley. Qin Xuan knew that this driver must be on her side, so she raised her eyebrows and approached the closed black wooden door in front of her. She lifted her hand and knocked on it.

The one who opened the door was a young boy who appeared to be around the same age as her.

The young man had a handsome face, with a touch of elegance in his eyebrows and eyes. He seemed different from anyone she had seen before. Like a block of ice, he didn't seem easy to approach.

Qin Xuan: "Hello, I am an apprentice from Hunan, my name is Qin Xuan."

Qin Xuan put on a smiley face and pretended to be friendly as he said.

However, despite her smiling face, it did not earn her any kind words from the other party.

The young man simply glanced at her and replied indifferently, "Oh."

Qin Xuan has a volatile temperament, accumulating a tiny bit of anger in her heart. Seeing this guy unexpectedly trying to deceive her, Qin Xuan immediately becomes furious, and her smile vanishes in an instant.

Just as she was about to grab hold of this arrogant and impolite young man to have a little debate, a middle-aged man dressed in a robe and wearing glasses walked out from inside the room, resembling a scholar.

Man: "You must be Qin, the student from Hunan. Come in."

Compared to the young man, this bearded man with a goatee smiled very amiably.

Qin Xuan paused for a moment, suppressing her anger, nodded, and then walked in with the box in her hands.

The man first asked the young man to move her suitcase to the room that had been arranged for her. Then he extended his hand and said to Qin Xuan, "Hello, I am Lao Zuo, your butler."

Qin Xuan also reached out her hand and returned the grip, nodding her head as if she somewhat understood.

"Originally, since you were just arriving, it was fitting for Ling-er to show you around."

As Lao Zuo led her into the room, he spoke.

Ling'er? Qin Xuan understood immediately. The guy earlier must be Ling'er, no doubt about it.

"But now there is no time for that. Tonight, you are going to perform on stage."

Just as Qin Xuan was distracted, Old Zuo spoke up.

"Tonight?"

Qin Xuan was somewhat surprised, her eyes widened in astonishment.

And at this moment, Ling'Er also returned to the room.

"Sir, I think it's best to let someone else handle it tonight. If anything goes wrong, everything will be ruined."

He has a sharp tongue once he opens his mouth.

With this, Qin Xuan could not bear it any longer.

She walked leisurely to Liner's face, looking at him with a sneer.

"The feeling of being underestimated just after meeting someone is really unpleasant. It seems that if I don't show my abilities, there will always be people who think I'm incapable."

Ling'er: "You!"

Qin Xuan turned her head and looked at Lao Zuo, saying, "Uncle Zuo, tonight I will open the eyes of the two of you and let some people know how strong I, Qin Xuan, am."

During the time when Qin Xuan and Ling'er were angry at each other, a small car pulled up outside Liang Manor. The driver got out of the car and opened the door, welcoming a young lady with black hair tied up and dressed in a gorgeous qipao. The young lady took the golden cigarette holder handed to her by a servant and took a puff. Then she spoke, "I will be at the Teahouse Pavilion tonight to listen to the opera. If anyone from the Wang faction comes to find me at home, tell them to come to the Teahouse Pavilion."

Speaking, she handed the golden cigarette holder back to the servant and finally said, "This tobacco is really hard to smoke."

Her name is Liang Wan.

She is the undisputed top socialite in Shanghai, an unquestionably prestigious lady.