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Ye Xiaohan struggled against several ruffians, but she could not escape.
"You bastards, let me go! In broad daylight, do you have no sense of the Rule of Law?" Ye Xiaohan shouted angrily. "Do you think that after doing this, the Yamen won't find out who did it? In the end, you'll be buried with me!"
The ruffians laughed wildly. "Do you think we're fools? If something happens to us, we'll just drag the people behind us into it! As long as those behind us are safe, how could we possibly get in trouble?"
"The people behind you?" Ye Xiaohan sneered. "When a prince breaks the law, he is guilty like a commoner! No matter how powerful your backers are, can they go against the emperor and the law?"
The thugs roared with laughter. "You're too naive to believe that! In this capital, every powerful person has done countless wicked deeds in secret. Look at them; they live better than anyone else. Who dares to touch them?"
"This filthy woman is just trying to buy time. Don't think we're too stupid to see through your intentions! Enough talk; that lady has ordered us to violate first and kill later. We won't get the other half of our reward without a body!"
Ye Xiaohan felt a deep hatred gnawing at her heart. Liu Susu, what grudge do I hold against you that makes you so vicious? Is dying not enough? You want to humiliate me even before my death?
Despair began to creep in; neither threats nor bribes could make these ruffians relent. In this desolate place, there was no one to turn to for help.
Even if she screamed until her throat was raw, no one would come to save her.
Her voice was already hoarse, and despite her struggles, her clothes were torn to shreds by the ruffians’ relentless tugging.
She never imagined that her life would end in such a way in such a place.
She wondered who would be the first to discover her body and what name would be inscribed on her tombstone.
"Who! Who's there!"
Just as Ye Xiaohan was lost in her thoughts, she suddenly heard one of the ruffians shout loudly, as if something unexpected had occurred.
No matter what kind of unexpected situation it was, it couldn't possibly be worse for Ye Xiaohan right now.
She quickly raised her head amidst the struggle, peering through the gap. In the empty doorway stood a young boy.
The boy was alone, his figure slightly frail, with an endless expanse of mountains and forests behind him, making him appear somewhat weak.
Ye Xiaohan's heart sank.
A frail boy could not possibly be a match for these ruffians. There was no point in saving her; he would likely be unable to escape himself.
Sure enough, when the thugs realized that only a boy had barged in, they immediately became more arrogant.
"Where did this wild brat come from, interrupting our business? Looking for death?" one thug stood up, baring his teeth as he walked toward the doorway.
The others behind him chuckled ominously, "Brother, don’t blame us for being ruthless. Blame your bad luck for running into our good fortune!"
Taking advantage of the thugs' momentary relaxation, Ye Xiaohan secretly gathered her strength, clutching a stone she had found during her struggle between her fingers, carefully cutting at the ropes binding her wrists.
As the thug approached the boy, a hint of disgust appeared on the boy's otherwise expressionless face.
"Get lost."
His cold tone, mixed with the unique youthful timbre of his voice, felt like touching a cold metal surface.
Smooth yet chilling.
"Hahaha, you want me to get lost?" The thug's expression changed as he swung a fist toward the boy's face with a fierce glare. "You little brat who doesn’t know your place; you must be tired of living!"
This was bad; the boy was in trouble.
The difference in their sizes was too great—almost double. At a glance, it seemed clear who would win this confrontation.
"Ah!"
A scream pierced the air, echoing in the ears of everyone present.
The crowd was stunned!
The one who screamed was not the boy, but rather the thug who had rushed forward.
The boy remained still, merely extending a hand to grasp the thug's wrist, twisting it until it bent at an unnatural angle of one hundred eighty degrees. From Ye Xiaohan's professional perspective, the wrist bone was undoubtedly broken.
The thug howled in agony, clutching his broken arm with his other hand. The sudden pain nearly made him collapse, cold sweat soaking through his shirt.
Aside from a hint of disdain, the boy's expression showed no other emotion, his voice still calm as before.
"Get lost."
The captured thug cried out, "Young Hero, Young Hero, spare me! I’ll leave right now, I’ll leave!"
The boy glanced at him indifferently before slowly shifting his gaze to the remaining thugs behind him.
"Brothers, quickly agree to this Young Hero! My hand, my hand is about to break!" The thug realized after just one move that he was no match for the boy standing before him.
Ye Xiaohan felt a bit dazed. Could it be that this boy was a hidden master? Was she saved?
She hastened her efforts to cut the ropes. At that moment, all the thugs were distracted, providing her a perfect opportunity to escape.
"Who are you?" The remaining thugs tensed up upon seeing their comrade subdued, no longer daring to look at the boy.
"Get lost."
The young man said nothing unnecessary; he simply stated his demands.
The thug who had been captured kept begging for mercy, shouting to his companions behind him to follow the young man's instructions.
However, the other thugs hesitated. "He's just one person. Even if he's a bit skilled, what can he do? We have so many people; can we really not take down a kid who hasn't even grown a beard yet?"
This statement bolstered the confidence of the other thugs. They were a group of ruffians who thrived on wrongdoing, and they weren't about to back down so easily. After the initial shock wore off, they began to regain their former arrogance.
Except for the one who was caught, who was still being restrained by the young man and was in so much pain that he no longer had the strength to curse his ungrateful companions; he could only scream in agony.
"Brothers, go! Don't let this kid get away!"
The thugs surged forward, charging at the young man. From Ye Xiaohan's perspective, the young man's figure was quickly engulfed by the crowd of thugs.
Hero, you must hold on! There’s still an innocent girl waiting for you to rescue her!
Ye Xiaohan quickened her pace while praying silently, her eyes fixed intently on the unfolding scene.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the screams of the thugs echoed continuously. Ye Xiaohan saw the young man's figure shift slightly; his movements were minimal yet seemed perfectly timed, striking the thugs until they could only cry out in pain and focus on dodging.
A master—an experienced fighter.
Ye Xiaohan had learned some martial arts for self-defense but had never delved deeply into it.
However, not having mastered it didn't mean she hadn't seen it before. During her learning process, through films or live demonstrations, she had witnessed some impressive displays from martial arts experts.
Yet she had never seen anyone fight as cleanly and decisively as this young man before her.
Perhaps it was because all her previous experiences were in peaceful settings with a performative nature. What she was witnessing now was a raw struggle for survival.
If the young man lost, there would be two fresh corpses in the dilapidated house in the forest.
The young man was exceptionally skilled, and within a short time, he had left several thugs in a state of disarray. Realizing that the young man had no intention of killing, the thugs scrambled and rolled out of the broken house.
"Quick, run! I don't want this silver anymore; what's the use of having more silver if I lose my life!"
In the blink of an eye, the thugs vanished into the depths of the forest, leaving no trace behind.
The room fell silent, and Ye Xiaohan finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, when she looked up, she noticed that the young man was turning to leave.
"Wait, wait! Young Hero, could you help me first?"
The stone was not sharp enough; it had only managed to create a shallow mark on the rope without cutting through it.
The young man's footsteps paused for a moment before he turned around and walked toward her.
When he had driven off the thugs earlier, he had done so with his bare hands. Now, however, he pulled out a short dagger from somewhere and crouched down to quickly cut through Ye Xiaohan's ropes.
"Thank you!" Ye Xiaohan exclaimed in surprise as she moved her limbs. Fortunately, she hadn't sustained any serious injuries.
The young man said nothing and didn't even glance at her. He simply put away the dagger and turned to walk outside.
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