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The two lowered their heads in shame. Their master had only entrusted them with the task of protecting Liu Qingxi, yet Big White had allowed a few local ruffians to abduct her right under their noses.
"Go and accept your punishment!" Yang Yichen shot them a cold glance. It was unacceptable to be so careless about such an important matter.
The two shivered at the thought; their master's so-called punishment felt like hell. Even if they didn't die, they would surely suffer. However, they still respectfully accepted their orders: "Yes!"
Failing to carry out their master's instructions due to negligence was an unforgivable sin.
As soon as the men in black left, Yang Yichen stepped out of the room and walked into a secluded area of the courtyard. He pushed open a door to find a cleanly arranged room with a tea table, chairs, and a bookshelf.
Looking around, he noticed nothing unusual. Yang Yichen gently lifted a wall painting, revealing what looked like a switch. As he turned it, a stone door slowly opened.
Walking down the passageway, he discovered another hidden space that led to an old, dilapidated courtyard that no one would expect anyone to visit.
It was precisely because of its decay that no one approached this place. The occasional terrifying sounds coming from it at night only made people avoid it even more.
Who would have thought someone had deliberately set it up this way?
Inside the room, four men were suspended by their limbs. Anan stood nearby with a cold expression, his voice icy as he asked, "So, who sent you?"
Those who provoke their master were practically asking for death. A sparking iron furnace crackled ominously beside an old torture chair and a dark red whip studded with steel nails.
Before any punishment could be administered, the four men were already terrified and begging for mercy. They were just street thugs; what strong willpower could they possibly have? The hunchback among them cried out desperately, "Sir, sir, we were wrong! We won't dare again."
"It wasn't my choice! Someone paid us to kidnap that girl; it was all Wandehai's doing! It has nothing to do with us!"
Anan coldly curled his lips into a smirk; this answer was expected. "Why did he want you to do this?"
"Sir, we really don't know! We truly have no idea."
"Really? Bring them here, let them taste the flavor of roasted flesh."
Two people took their orders and pulled out the red-hot branding iron from the furnace, sparking as it approached. Before it even got close to the skin, the intense heat was already felt.
This punishment has been one of the most common throughout history; without a will of steel, one could hardly endure such torture.
The Hunchback suddenly shivered, a stream of yellow liquid spraying out, accompanied by a pungent odor.
Yang Yichen happened to witness the other party's disgusting and vile behavior.
"Anan, don't hold back!"
"Yes, Master!" Anan replied with a grin. It seemed Yang Yichen was dissatisfied with just scaring him without taking action. With a glance, the two men in black immediately moved forward.
The Hunchback screamed in fear: "No, no! I-I have secretly inquired; it was a concubine from Wan Mansion who asked Wandehai to do this, it seems like Liu."
As the branding iron continued to approach, the Hunchback cried and wept, mixing his snot with the yellow liquid, leaving behind pools of disgusting substance on the ground. "I beg you, it's all true! If you don't believe me, ask those three."
But would his three companions fare any better? Of course not!
Before long, heart-wrenching wails filled the room, mingling with screams that echoed far and wide in the open space, causing anyone who inadvertently heard it to shudder.
Having obtained the desired answers, Yang Yichen was unwilling to waste another moment. Anan followed closely behind: "Young Master, what should we do?"
"Since Wandehai wants to seek death so badly, give him the opportunity. Starting today, suppress the Wanjia's businesses."
"Understood!" Anan responded loudly, itching for action. Wandehai brought this upon himself.
"I hear Madam Wan is quite dissatisfied with Liu Qingzhi; let's help her out."
"Yes!" Anan couldn't help but shed a tear of sympathy for Liu Qingzhi, but who told her to provoke someone she shouldn't have?
Liu Qingzhi and Liu Qingxi share the same lineage; how could the two sisters not have any similarities?
One is foolish and malicious; the other is strategic, capable, and kind-hearted.
Hehe, if only the latter could become their matriarch! With the young master's handsomeness and cunning, he would surely get his wish.
At this moment, Liu Qingzhi was unaware that her moment of jealousy had led her from grace to hell in an instant.
Originally, if she had just lived honestly, she would have at least enjoyed a lifetime free from worries about food and clothing. But what happened? Jealousy clouded her judgment, and the splendor before her blinded her eyes.
Seeing others possess what one desperately desires is a common human emotion, but how should one choose? At such times, we must not let jealousy drive us away from our true selves.
At all times, one must be oneself; jealousy is the most terrifying thing.
It can unknowingly destroy a person and cause one's desires to inflate uncontrollably.
Perhaps only those who have experienced or possess a steadfast heart can avoid becoming slaves to jealousy and other negative emotions.
In the room, Hunchback and others closed their eyes in despair. The piercing cries and the excruciating pain of burnt flesh made him suddenly jerk his body and faint.
But this was not the end; what awaited him was a nightmare he would never forget, so much so that in the latter half of his life, hearing the name Liu Qingxi would plunge him into a lingering nightmare.
Ten Li Pu, Liu Qingxi, and others saw their home, familiar faces, and heard familiar voices. They all breathed a sigh of relief.
Fearing that Liu Qingxi would be scared staying alone at night, Zhang Wuliang specially arranged for Zhang Hongling to come keep her company.
"Hong Ling, you really don't need to accompany me; there's nothing going on."
"That's not okay. My father, you live alone and it's boring. I'll come over to keep you company from now on." For the safety of Liu Qingxi, Zhang Wuliang made this decision.
However, he did not tell his family the reason for this arrangement, as it was not something good.
In the following days, he intentionally or unintentionally informed Liu Qingxi's neighbors to be vigilant, reminding them that it was unsafe for a girl to live alone at the village entrance, and that they should look out for each other. This was a side note.
"Also, Sister Liu, I really enjoy being with you. I've wanted to sleep next to you for a long time." Zhang Hongling was one of Liu Qingxi's biggest fans.
"By the way, living with you means I can learn more things. You know so much! Otherwise, my mother makes me do needlework, which is so annoying."
"Sister Liu, how do you know so many things? Why don't you teach me how to dig traps?"
"I can read too, but I can't write many characters. Can you teach me?"
"I'll help you with the fire. What delicious food are we making?"
A girl kept chattering beside her, and Liu Qingxi had no time to think about unhappy things.
After experiencing all this, she thought she would have nightmares at night, but surprisingly, the sound of Zhang Hongling's breathing became her best lullaby.
As night fell, with no stars or moon in sight and darkness enveloping everything, someone who had just returned felt uneasy. He put down the reins and hurried towards Liu Qingxi's courtyard.
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