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"I'm sorry, Cousin Muxin. I rarely go out, and everything I know is just hearsay. You can just consider it as my sister's nonsense."
Looking at Zhou Qinglian's face full of fake smiles, Xia Muxin merely regarded her as a clown performing for her amusement. However, she wore a smile that was appropriate yet did not reach her eyes. After a pause, she spoke calmly:
"Since it's nonsense, then Young Lady Wang should be more careful with her words and actions in the future. If it were your companion here, who knows, you might have already lost some part of your body."
She pointed at the composed Zhao Qiushui beside her, speaking with hidden meaning while deliberately drawing a line between them to avoid being entangled.
Upon hearing Xia Muxin's words, Zhou Qinglian's face, which was still somewhat presentable, turned various shades of blue and purple, looking extremely unpleasant. She glared at Xia Muxin with a hint of aggrieved anger.
She had sacrificed so much, even herself, just to live a comfortable life and not be looked down upon or criticized like her mother had been.
She wanted the whole world to know that as a woman, she also had the right to enjoy life. She relied not on family background or connections but solely on herself.
Every day she navigated between the Wang father and son, enduring their various disgusting behaviors while trying to please her formidable mother-in-law. Watching Jin'er grow up while the Wang family's power had yet to shift hands, she absolutely could not allow Xia Muxin to disrupt things.
Xia Muxin knew a bit about her dealings with the Wang family; how could someone with such questionable character claim to be human? As for her grievances, it was better to remain oblivious.
Zhao Qiushui was so furious that her teeth were clenched. Throughout her life, she had never endured such humiliation from a mere country girl. No matter how incompetent the Wang family was, they were still the rulers of this village; when had they ever lowered themselves like this?
And this Xia Muxin was exceptionally bold; in her eyes, it seemed there was nothing to fear. The young were often fearless of tigers; she truly thought herself capable.
"Go, cut down those stakes!"
Suddenly, she shot Xia Muxin a glare and commanded her followers behind her.
At that moment, Xia Muxin noticed that behind them were not only members of the Wang family but also about ten men in gray outfits. Each one was tall and imposing with stern faces and murderous intent. Upon hearing Zhao Qiushui's order, they all drew their knives in unison and solemnly approached the stakes without displaying any emotion—not even a blink.
Zhao Qiushui seemed to enjoy observing Xia Muxin's frowning expression at that moment. These were the Death Warriors, nurtured with her brother's blood. Before she left, her brother had given her a vial filled with his blood, instructing her that if she encountered danger, she should blow the Flute she carried, and they would come to her side. Moreover, as long as she dripped one or two drops of blood into their food, they would do whatever she asked.
“Father, take the Villagers back. No matter what happens, don't come out; they are here.”
Having come from the military, Xia Muxin quickly recognized that something was off about those individuals. She approached her father and whispered in his ear. Then she turned to the busy Uncles.
“Uncles, you all take a half-day off today. I need their help with something; please come back early tomorrow to take over.”
Summer Forest noticed that the Royal Family was not coming with good intentions and couldn't help but worry about Xia Muxin. However, he knew her character well; she was resolute and would find a way to leave even if he wanted to stay. Besides, by allowing the Villagers who were tending to the caves to rest, it showed she didn't want to involve them.
“Father, your presence here is a burden for us.”
Seeing him hesitate, Xia Muxin spoke directly.
“Muxin, you must be careful in everything. Take a step back when speaking; don’t ruin the harmony.”
Upon hearing Xia Muxin's words, Summer Forest lowered his gaze. The girl in the willow-colored dress looked exquisite; her skin was unlike that of a country girl. Moreover, her headpiece was something they wouldn't see in Town, suggesting she was indeed the noblewoman referred to by the Villagers.
It was said that before the Wang family came to Daimiao Village, they had connections in the capital. This girl...
As he thought about it, Summer Forest shivered; they could not afford to offend someone from the capital.
“Uncle, listen to Muxin. Everything will be fine; you just stay at home.”
Shen Muhan had been watching Xia Muxin's actions closely. After all, this was Daimiao Village; there were many matters he chose not to interfere with. However, he could not ignore those Death Warriors. Seeing Summer Forest still hesitating, he stepped forward.
When Zhao Qiushui saw Shen Muhan approach, her eyes lit up unexpectedly. Who would have thought that in this desolate Daimiao Mountain there would be such a stunning man? His noble demeanor seemed innate; his cold eyes resembled obsidian but revealed tenderness and affection when looking at Xia Muxin.
“I advise this young man to mind his own business. This is a matter between Xia Muxin and me. If you get involved, it will be hard for you to extricate yourself later on. If you wish to achieve great things in the future, it will be even more difficult.”
In such a remote village, everyone aspired to rise above their circumstances and escape the mountains. Every year, thousands came to seek her father, and he had allowed her to choose among the best of them. Yet none had caught her eye—until now, when just a glance made her heart race uncontrollably.
Thus, she believed that if she dangled a tempting offer, he would surely be moved.
Moreover, her interest in Xia Muxin was not without reason; after all, Xia Muxin had some skills, and the current situation was not something an ordinary person could devise.
Her words, half a threat and half an invitation, made Shen Muhan furrow his brow. Did he really seem like someone who relied on others to climb higher?
Ming Yi and the others chuckled derisively.
This woman was far too self-assured, thinking that with this group of Death Warriors, she could dominate everything. If she wanted to snatch someone from them, she better be prepared for their resistance.
At that moment, Summer Forest had already led the others away. Once they were out of earshot, Shen Muhan pulled Xia Muxin close, his hawk-like gaze turning icy as he swept it over Zhao Qiushui and her group. His voice was cold as ice:
"What if I insist on getting involved?"
Zhao Qiushui had been lost in thoughts of how to ignore Xia Muxin when those words struck her like a bolt from the blue.
Looking up, she found his gaze no longer soft and tender as it had been when he looked at Xia Muxin; instead, it was cold and sharp, mixed with a hint of arrogance.
Zhao Qiushui trembled but ultimately felt anger rise within her. With a stern expression, she coldly declared:
"Then don't blame me for being rude—attack!"
Wang Shoucai and his wife were terrified at this turn of events. They had always sensed that the man beside Xia Muxin was extraordinary. Usually, he kept his distance from their affairs, but today it seemed he was not only willing to get involved but also determined to take charge. Just one icy glance from him made their bodies feel weak and unresponsive.
However, Zhao Qiushui was used to being spoiled and accustomed to others seeking her favor. Moreover, Xia Muxin's repeated schemes had embarrassed her time and again. This time, she had been confined to her home for a month and nearly thought she would live in disgrace forever. The resentment built up inside her was enough to drive Zhao Qiushui into a frenzy.
The Death Warriors believed they were returning to Zhao Qiushui's side to protect her. Hearing her coldly determined command now, they showed no hesitation as they advanced toward the tree stump with their weapons raised.
Ming Yi and the others quickly rushed to intervene, and in an instant, both sides were locked in a fierce battle.
Watching the flashes of blades and swords, the Wang family members were filled with panic, each seeking a place to hide, terrified that the weapons would strike them by chance.
"They are Death Warriors; sever their limbs!"
Shen Muhan kept a protective hold on Xia Muxin, one hand covering her eyes while his long arm tightly embraced her. This bloody scene was not suitable for her to witness, and seeing the fierce fight unfold, he issued a kill order.
Death Warriors do not die; even if they bleed out, as long as their limbs remain intact, they possess immense explosive power. They are essentially living corpses, sustained by human blood, and they only obey one master. If they lose this blood, they become mere corpses—yet corpses that can spring back to life at any moment.
Moreover, these Death Warriors are forbidden from appearing in ordinary villages; they are cultivated in secret by court officials to build their own power. Thinking this over, Shen Muhan cast a more probing glance at Zhao Qiushui.
It was clear to anyone with discerning eyes that these Death Warriors were not raised by her.
However, the fact that she could keep these Death Warriors close indicated that her identity was not simple.
Zhao Qiushui never expected Shen Muhan to recognize them as Death Warriors at a glance and issue a kill order. Her face turned pale as she staggered back a few steps, looking at Shen Muhan as if she had seen a ghost.
Ming Yi and the others understood the danger posed by these Death Warriors. With the new emperor just ascending the throne and the court still unstable, if it weren't for the protection of the Shen Family's influence, chaos could easily ensue. They despised such hidden malevolent forces, so when Shen Muhan issued the kill order, they unleashed their most lethal moves aimed directly at the warriors' limbs.
In a moment, a hand flew through the air and landed right at Zhao Qiushui's feet. She let out a terrified scream and lost control, collapsing to the ground while trembling uncontrollably.
- End of Chapter -
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