[Hetu][Heavenly Demon][Episode 10 Chapter 5]

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Chapter Five: An Qiao's Escape The wealthy

man's daughter was dead, and he would certainly investigate. Her lover, remembering

her mention of being harassed and losing her jade pendant that night, pretended to be a passerby and told the authorities he saw her

meeting someone that evening and giving her the pendant. Coincidentally, the officials couldn't find the pendant on her,

so they believed him.

Yang San, a man who loved to frequent brothels and indulge in pleasure, quickly spent his money, so he

pawned the pendant.

As mentioned before, although Yang San was timid and cowardly, he was very meticulous in handling matters. He disguised himself

before taking the pendant to the pawnshop and even went to another town to pawn it.

He didn't expect that because the murderer of the wealthy man's daughter hadn't been found,

after the wealthy man spent a large sum of money, the government offered a reward of 30,000 taels of silver to the authorities to find Yang San.

Because of Yang San's caution, Xingbing only found him and made his move today.

Xingbing's methods were very discreet; he usually acted in secluded places, as no one wanted to

cause unnecessary trouble while arresting someone.

To avoid arousing Yang San's suspicion, they found an ordinary woman with no martial arts skills as bait to lure him.

Just as they were about to act, Yang Cun appeared, which is why the woman fled.

Xingbing might not know Yang San, but they knew Yang Cun. Even if they didn't, these

people who lived on the edge of a knife knew very well who they could and couldn't mess with.

There was another Xingbing hiding in the shadows at the time. When he saw Yang Cun appear, he decided not to

make a move . After all, he had some ability and could tell at a glance that he was no match for Yang Cun. A master of the Fourth Dan realm was no laughing matter once he made a move. If Yang Cun had helped Yang San then, it would have been even more difficult

to capture him later . 　　Given Yang San's personality, he would definitely try to curry favor with Yang Cun to save his life. 　　Fortunately, Yang Cun had only given him a warning when he noticed his presence, seemingly without any intention of intervening. 　　Being suddenly stopped by the other party was naturally unexpected for Yang San. Seeing the situation had changed and escape was impossible , he could only grit his teeth against the pain and ask in horror, "Who are you?" 　　The other party didn't speak, but his attacks were vicious, relentlessly pushing Yang San into a corner. Yang San wasn't stupid; he knew the other party had come prepared, and his own skill was clearly inferior. A direct confrontation was definitely not the best strategy; the other party must have let him go earlier out of consideration for Yang Cun's presence. 　　Thinking this, Yang San quickly dodged the man's fists, crouched down, and escaped beneath him, then quickened his pace to run in the direction he had come from. 　　In terms of martial arts, Yang San's rudimentary skills were certainly nothing special, but as a thief , his running skills were above average. He dodged left and right, managing to avoid the fatal attacks. 　　Seeing Yang San's reaction, the soldier probably knew he was trying to turn back for help and quickened his pace. Unfortunately for Yang San, his escape skills were indeed well-honed; he managed to evade several deadly attacks and disappear from the soldier's sight. 　　Yang Cun walked along, pondering the events of the past. Something felt off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was that warranted his attention. 　　Just then, a black figure darted out from a dark alley, even overturning vegetables being sold by a nearby villager. 　　Recognizing the person, Yang Cun smiled knowingly. He hadn't been killed; truly a cockroach, incredibly resilient. 　　The soldier hiding in the shadows was far more capable than Yang San. He could have easily killed , yet Yang San had managed to evade the pursuit and even catch up with him. 　　Yang Cun wasn't one to cause trouble, but since the other party had shown such sincerity and even some intelligence in approaching him, he had to assess whether the other party was truly of any use to him. 　　After all, he didn't easily help others, except for beautiful women, of course. 　　"Help! Hero, save me!" Yang San recognized Yang Cun at a glance. His panicked heart finally calmed , and he cried out for help without caring about Yang Cun's identity. 　　Since the other party hadn't intervened before, he still had a chance to beg Yang Cun to save his life. Yang Cun had reminded him before, so asking for help should still offer a chance; at least it was better than just waiting to die, and dying without knowing why. Yang San still couldn't understand why he had offended the Xingbing (a type of military organization). 　　He knew that only three types of people would be targeted by the Xingbing: fugitives, bounty hunters, and those who had been hired. He, Yang San, was neither a fugitive nor a bounty hunter, so there was only one possibility left: someone had hired the Xingbing to hunt him down! 　　As far as he knew, the Xingbing's minimum fee for a job was 30,000 taels of silver. What kind of rich idiot had 30,000 taels to buy his life? 　　Yang San's habit of harassing women and robbing only them stemmed from his fear of robbing the wrong people and causing this predicament. He had lived cautiously for years, yet this situation still occurred ! 　　Seeing Yang Cun blocking his way, the soldier finally stopped. There were rules in their trade, and now they could only gamble that Yang Cun wouldn't interfere. After all, once a soldier accepted a mission, they would always carry it out. They hadn't taken Yang San seriously initially, considering him a minor character, but now they'd encountered such a troublesome figure. 　　"I presume you won't interfere?" the soldier said, standing before Yang Cun neither servile nor arrogant, while Yang San cowered behind him like a timid mouse. 　　Yang Cun smiled. He'd seen many soldiers like this before. Calling them soldiers was a euphemism; they were no different from those who had dared to rob his ship last time. Even setting aside the involvement of government officials, it was enough to show how common this collusion between officials and bandits was. 　　In these turbulent times, it has given them a chance to catch their breath and make a fortune. 　　However, it's rare to see someone as afraid of death as Yang San, yet also knowing how to protect his own life; he could be considered an oddity. 　　The two men, one in front and one behind, held their breath as they listened to Yang Cun's reply. 　　"This... it seems a bit difficult." Originally, he didn't want to get involved, but these soldiers were really unpleasant to look at, especially since who knew if they were Zhao Qinyun's men? After much consideration, he decided to save Yang San first. After all, he had witnessed Yang San's thieving skills, and the man was very cautious, even if he was a bit afraid of death.

But it still has some use. Anyway, he's caused enough trouble already, so one more won't make a difference.

"You must know that every profession has its own rules. Once a soldier accepts a mission, he can only pursue the enemy to the end.

If you save him, it's the same as taking on a huge problem."

Hearing this, Yang Cun made a thinking gesture, which scared Yang San into quickly saying, "

Great hero , you must save me! I'll do anything for you, I beg you!"

What exactly did he do to make the soldier hunt him down like this? "You think a petty thief like you is asking for death by messing with a soldier?"

This time, Yang San was stumped. He himself was confused and didn't know either: "I don't know." He innocently said that

although he stole, he didn't know what he had done that was so heinous that it forced someone to hire someone to kill him.

"I just stole money and flirted with a beautiful woman. If that's worth paying 30,000 taels to hunt me down, I'm

really wronged."

The soldier thought for a moment and took out a jade pendant from his pocket.

"Do you recognize this tag?"

Both men looked over. Yang San examined the tag in his hand with suspicion, then exclaimed, "This...

isn't this the jade tag I pawned?"

"Exactly." Xing Bing nodded, confirming that he hadn't mistaken the person.

Upon hearing this, Yang San's eyes lit up. He knew that his pursuit was most likely related to this jade tag.

"Hey, hey, brother, I stole this tag from a girl. I can just return it to

her. Is it necessary to kill someone over a tag? Can't you give me a way out?"

"The girl who owned this tag is dead. Her family couldn't find the killer, so they came to Xing Bing."

Xing Bing explained simply, allowing Yang San to die knowing the truth.

Yang San cried out, "What did you say?"

"Oh my god, I didn't kill her! I only stole the tag!" This time, he was in deep trouble.

Yang Cun, listening nearby, glanced at Yang San's expression and knew he wouldn't commit murder for a

small amount of money , so he chimed in, "It seems the murderer might be someone else."

Xing Bing shook his head, saying indifferently, "We only do what we're paid for, not investigate the murderer. The client only asked

us to find the person who took the tag and kill him, so our task is to kill him."

Indeed, they didn't care who was right or wrong, only who paid them.

"I really didn't kill him! I don't know anything!" Yang San knew that if Yang Cun didn't save him,

he was doomed.

"Please don't interfere in this matter, lest you cause unnecessary trouble."

Unnecessary trouble? He probably didn't know that I was a troublemaker. He sneered inwardly, but his face

remained impassive. Yang Cun nodded, indicating his understanding.

However, understanding was one thing, and doing it was another. With Yang San's skills, he could anticipate

unexpected gains from taking him out to a banquet in the future. " There's no way around it, it's not that I have to be sordid, it's just that I'm short on

money lately, and I'm really short on it..."

"Heh, your 'trouble' is quite tempting. But I, Yang, want this person. I don't care who

your leader is, come and give me an answer."

italxfs —! Even the genuine court scoundrel is playing along? "Eh? You're also surnamed Yang?"

The person hiding behind Yang Cun suddenly blurted out, completely out of the loop: "Then... may I ask who you are?" Interrupted

from his mission, Xingbing almost had the urge to go up and take care of both of them,

but

he couldn't. Even if Yang Cun wasn't a master, the powerful aura surrounding him made people hesitant

to rashly, and this was exactly the effect Yang Cun wanted them to know.

"Hereditary Duke of Jingguo, Yang Cun." So announcing one's name in an arrogant tone is such a convenient thing.

But... shouldn't we be going to see An Qiao right now? Damn, I almost forgot about An

Qiao because of this bastard behind me.

"Go back and tell your manager that if you want her, go to the Duke of Jing's mansion."

"Duke of Jing..." Xingbing was completely petrified. He didn't expect to provoke someone he shouldn't have. He turned and

left, his movements even faster than Yang San's escape earlier.

"Duke... Duke of Jing?" So it turns out that teeth chattering isn't limited to Xingbing. Yang San looked at

the young man in front of him, who was probably not even as good as himself, and his legs went weak. He shouted, "Duke, please take me in

! You saved my life, and I will serve you like a slave from now on..."

Take... the old man... He couldn't help but feel a chill. But taking him in wasn't a problem, after all, this

was Yang Cun's original plan.

"Then you can follow me for now. We'll decide what to do after we see your assets. But, I'd like to give you a friendly reminder

: when you're with me, you'd better keep your hands clean, or someone will chop them off." Except

when he specifically orders him to use his skills.

"Yes, yes, whatever you say, sir." Yang San kowtowed repeatedly, then quickly

followed Yang Cun.

"Who...right, you, Yi. No official permission? Why aren't you moving aside? Are you trying to ambush me?" Yang Cun was exasperated.

How did he accidentally end up with a lackey with the potential to be a bully?

"You better behave yourself. I've been so low-key, why are you being so high-profile?" To

reach Gaoji Hall smoothly, it was necessary to be cautious.

The man Yang San had rebuked reacted even more directly, turning around with a disdainful look and saying, "The Duke?

There are Dukes who walk on their own in this world? I think you're all tired of living, aren't you? You even dare to impersonate a Duke." This

statement broadened Yang Cun's horizons. Did Dukes have to have wings to fly?

"Uh?" Yang San was taken aback, then looked at Yang Cun with a hint of suspicion. Yang Cun was too lazy

to explain and continued on his way, but his pace quickened considerably.

Well, Yang San admitted that his thoughts weren't so simple. After all, the difference between currying favor with a Duke and an

ordinary person was enormous. Fortunately, no matter what, the other person had saved his life, so he couldn't

be too obvious about it, could he?

He continued to follow.

The closer Yang Cun got to Gao Jitang, the stronger his unease became. He couldn't quite explain it; it

was purely an intuition. This intuition... (The text abruptly shifts to a different topic) ...the angle of his gaze fell upon the remains of the altar where Gao Jitang was located: "The sharpness has been confirmed."

The streets were a mess, as if struck by a fierce storm. The few remaining civilians hurried about, while

a large contingent of soldiers inspected the area. Yang Cun's expression completely changed after just one glance at the person lying on the ground.

"Sigh, I never thought this poisonous corpse would come out and harm people in broad daylight. I really don't know what those soldiers are doing,"

Yang San complained softly, but Yang Cun still heard him.

Sure enough, the poisonous corpse had been there; the person lying on the ground, his face ashen, said it all. It was exactly what he feared

.

Amidst the chaos, a figure hurriedly passing by stood out starkly. Yang Cun recognized him immediately

as Gao Jitang's employee, and a sense of fear crept into his heart.

"Where are you going?" The waiter, who was busy running around, was suddenly grabbed and was naturally very unhappy.

He rolled his eyes , "Don't stop me. If I delay things, you can take responsibility... Lord."

Because Yang Cun had been to Gaoji Hall more than once, although Jing Tian's junior brothers did not recognize him at first,

Shi Jing Tian eventually told them to avoid that silly junior brother offending someone unintentionally.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?" Yang Cun frowned, too lazy to care about respect, and asked

directly .

"Your Excellency, I'm here to find you. My master insisted I come to you, saying

a young lady in your household..."

Before he could finish, Yang Cun had vanished, leaving Yang San standing there in a daze, muttering to himself,

"So you really are the Duke?"

An Qiao... Zhao Qinyun, you better guarantee An Qiao's safety, or I promise I'll never forgive you...

In the back hall of Gao Jitang, Shi Jingtian's junior brother's wife silently guarded the door. Seeing Yang Cun enter, her eyes

flashed, and she quickly knelt down, her plump body prostrating herself, not daring to speak, afraid of disturbing the person inside.

Shi Jingtian and his junior brother both wore serious and solemn expressions, large beads of sweat sliding down their faces as they inserted

silver needles one after another into the body of the person lying on the bed. Everyone breathed cautiously, afraid of disturbing

something. As for An Qiao, the person who was perfectly fine yesterday, Yang Cun could no longer recognize her at all.

The first thing that caught Yang Cun's eye was a clear bite mark on her neck, from which a bluish-purple toxin was slowly spreading

, gradually devouring the surrounding skin. In the short time Yang Cun had been there,

half . The docile An Qiao remained obedient, lying quietly with her eyes closed as if asleep.

Her furrowed brows showed that she wasn't sleeping soundly, and was even enduring cruel torture.

Looking at An Qiao's hand… Yang Cun couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion; his eyes stung, and he almost cried

. They say men don't easily shed tears, unless they are truly heartbroken. If one is truly heartbroken, who would "cry"? An Qiao

tightly clutched several bundled packets of medicine. Li Caiyu said she came to

Gaojitang to buy medicine for herself because she hadn't been feeling well these past few days...

Damn it, Zhao Qinyun, I'll fight you to the death... With bloodshot eyes, Yang Cun had no other thoughts. He turned and

went out , his only thought being to throw Zhao Qinyun into the pile of medicine corpses, to let him taste the feeling of being bitten, and to see his

pretentious face turn black before he felt satisfied.

However, before he even stepped out of the main gate of Gaojitang, he was tightly embraced by someone. "Master, Lord, calm down."

Yang Cun just gritted his teeth and rushed out without saying a word. The person who came was Yang Tongbao. Fortunately, he happened to be outside and

rushed over when he heard that there were medicine corpses here. He didn't expect that the one who was bitten was An Qiao. Now, seeing Yang Cun

like this, he knew that he was too agitated, but he couldn't persuade him.

"Master is just in a fit of anger. Calling him won't help." A timid voice interrupted. Yang Tongbao

looked over and saw a face that could only be described as lewd. It was this moment of distraction that allowed Yang Cun

to escape . "My lord, you can't go..." Yang* chased after him, but someone stepped in front of him. Yang Ernang rushed forward. "

I'm good at this, I'll handle it."

"Slap!" After the crisp sound rang out, no one cared whether Yang Cun was conscious or not.

Instead, they stared intently at Yang San's hand, which he hadn't yet lowered, their faces filled with horror, including the Shi Jingtian brothers who had just come out. And

the expression on their faces when they looked at Yang San was more like looking at a dead man.

"Huh?" Why didn't the praise I expected come? After scanning the crowd's gazes, Yang San finally

realized the mistake he had made.

He had just slapped the Duke? It was over; none of his ancestors, even those from nine generations of his clan, would escape punishment…

Completely devoid of the courage he had when he struck, Zhang San, tears and snot streaming down his face, knelt down, trembling.

"Master, spare me! I didn't mean to! I was trying to save you…" I'm still young…

I don't want to die…

That slap had a significant effect. The powerful impact brought Yang Cun back to his senses, and

the image of Zhao Qinyun that had been constantly on his mind vanished. After a blur, he saw Yang San kneeling on

the ground and Yang Tongbao, his face grim, ready to execute Yang San on the spot.

"Tongbao, that's enough. I'm fine now." It was thanks to Yang San's slap that he hadn't been able to break free; otherwise, if he had rushed

out, none of these people could have stopped him. Even if he were to turn against Zhao Qinyun, there was no reason for him to offer himself up. His immediate priority was to find out how

An Qiao was doing. 　　Since Yang Cun had said so, there was no choice but to give up. Yang Tongbao glared at the relieved Yang San and retreated helplessly . 　　"What exactly happened? How could An Qiao be bitten by a medicinal corpse just for buying medicine? How could a medicinal corpse appear in broad daylight?" A series of questions, none of them seemed reasonable. 　　"Replying to Your Excellency," Shi Jingtian said, wiping the sweat from his brow, "When Miss An Qiao came to buy medicine, I happened to be there too. I personally grabbed the medicine and delivered it to the door, just as soldiers carrying out the capture of the medicinal corpse were passing by. However, the medicinal corpse suddenly went berserk, and the young lady couldn't dodge in time, so unfortunately..." 　　His explanation was clear and logical, and Yang Cun quickly understood. This was also one of tactics, trying to use the capture of the medicinal corpse to enhance her own reputation, but it backfired. And An Qiao just happened to be unlucky enough to be caught in the crossfire. It was all a coincidence. 　　One only speaks the truth to those one wants to hear it from; everyone else is sidelined. I'm just protective of my own. An Qiao is my woman, so there's nothing wrong with me protecting her. Zhao Qinyun, I'm going to fight you to the death.

"My lord, I believe now is not the time to pursue responsibility. The young lady's safety is paramount."

Shi Jingtian's words hit the nail on the head, addressing Yang Cun's greatest concern.

"An Qiao... how is she now?"

"Fortunately, the rescue was timely, and the poison hasn't spread widely yet. My junior brother and I only used a

method of fighting poison with poison, the rest..."

Fighting poison with poison? Yang Cun couldn't help but be startled. Back then, the Chen family child was in such a state because of this method of treatment

; could An Qiao also be...?

Seeing Yang Cun's expression, Shi Jingtian quickly understood and lowered his voice, continuing, "My lord, there's no need to worry.

Compared to last time, because of the timely treatment, the young lady's condition won't be as serious. However, my junior brother and I only

know this much. For the rest, I'm afraid we'll have to ask our senior brother and our master to intervene..."

After all, it was a matter of secrecy; the name "Longchi" could be replaced with "senior brother," but it remained a

knot in Shi Jingtian's heart, hence the name "senior brother" was uttered with extreme hushed tones.

It seemed that this was the only way. To save An Qiao, they had to find Grandma Liu and Long Chi, especially Long Chi.

He remembered mentioning last time they met that he had considerable knowledge of the poison of the medicinal corpses, and should be able to protect An Qiao's life.

"Alright, then I'll take An Qiao up the mountain immediately."

"Sir, are you going to seek medical help? I'll prepare a carriage to go with you." Once is never enough; who knows when the medicinal corpses that have caused such panic

in Hangzhou will reappear? So, upon hearing that Yang Cun was going up the mountain, Yang Tongbao quickly

spoke up. If it were just Yang Cun alone, those medicinal corpses might not be able to harm him, but with An Qiao's life

hanging in the balance, it was hard to say. He was ordered to come for Yang Cun's safety; how could he neglect his duty?

"I'll go too," Yang San added, not forgetting to show his loyalty, but this immediately earned him a disgruntled glare from Yang Tongbao.

"No need, I'll go alone." An Qiao's time may be running out, and treatment is urgent.

Adding another person will only be a burden. If this delays her and leads to her death, Yang Cun will

feel Besides, the pain she will experience will be excruciating. Therefore, to avoid such a thing,

he can only go to see Long Chi as soon as possible.

The second point is naturally Long Chi's identity. Just because he doesn't care about those things doesn't mean others don't,

especially someone like Yang Tongbao. Letting someone die without helping is already his bottom line; he probably can't bring himself to let

a wanted criminal unpunished. He doesn't want to end up not only failing to save her but also getting into a lot of trouble, and then

having to explain himself would be a huge hassle. An Qiao might die several times over.

Others might not know, but Shi Jingtian knew the reason. He stepped forward and said, "My lord, why don't I

accompany you? At least we can look after each other, and maybe we can even help."

Yang Cun naturally understood Shi Jingtian's meaning and didn't directly refuse, only saying, "I'll take An Qiao

first , you can follow later."

Even though Shi Jingtian knew some martial arts, he was still far inferior to him; going together would only cause trouble.

"Yes, then I'll give the young lady acupuncture to suppress the spread of the poison so she can hold on until we see Master and the others."

Without waiting for Yang Cun's approval, Shi Jingtian and his junior brother turned back to deal with the situation.

"My lord, what should we do now…?" Yang Tongbao asked. Since the poisonous corpse had reappeared, and

was claiming to have been captured by Zhao Qinyun, shouldn't they at least make some contact?

"Do nothing. Go back and eat what you need to eat, drink what you need to drink, and rest properly." Yang Cun

just sneered. They hurt my people and expect me to play along? Time was running out, and the back-and-forth maneuvering between Yang Cun and Zhao Qinyun

was about to end.

"Yes." Yang Tongbao understood Yang Cun's plan, hesitated for a moment, but then readily agreed.

After all, their positions were different, and this day was bound to come sooner or later.

"Well, you can go back now." Thinking of An Qiao, Yang Cun casually gave the order and turned to leave,

but someone grabbed his leg in an extremely shameless manner.

"Master, what about me?" Yang San looked pitiful. He had finally gotten lucky and met

a high-ranking official he never dared to dream of, and he didn't want to be kicked out before he could even get close to flattering him.

"You?" Yang Cun frowned, glanced at Yang Tongbao, and replied, "You can go back with Tongbao first."

Then he smiled sinisterly and said, "Leaving aside everything else, I still need to repay that slap."

Yang San's smile immediately withered, and his body trembled. He said with a mournful face, "Master, I did it for

you."

"Alright, Tongbao, you can take him with you." With that, Yang Cun quickly broke free. An Qiao could

n't wait any longer .

Yang San glanced back at Yang Tongbao's unfriendly face, shivered, and obediently lowered his head and followed.

When Yang Cun returned to the room where he had met An Qiao, Shi Jingtian and his fellow disciples were standing at the door, which

was tightly closed. His heart tightened, and he blurted out, "Has something happened to Anqiao?"

"Don't worry, my lord," Shi Jingtian quickly reassured him, "Miss is alright. It's just that some

medicines require close application, and my junior brother and I are both unable to do so, so my sister-in-law is helping her from inside." "

Oh, I see." He felt a little relieved. However, thinking about the poison that was scraped off the Chen family child

layer , and imagining that the delicate Anqiao might also have to endure that suffering, Yang Cun's heartache

was palpable.

Not long after, the door opened. Shi Jingtian's junior brother's plump wife appeared in the doorway,

smiling obsequiously at Yang Cun, "My lord, everything is ready, Miss can set off now."

Set off... Damn it, go to hell, are you a born jinx? Who talks like that? If it weren't for

the two people beside him, Yang Cun would have slapped her away.

Shi Jingtian's junior brother quickly noticed Yang Cun's changed expression and hurriedly shouted, "Shut

up and get ! What are you doing blocking the Duke's path?"

The plump woman was taken aback and was about to retort, but when she saw Yang Cun's darkening face, she shrank back in fear and

obediently stepped aside.

The entire room was filled with a nauseating odor; An Qiao's body was no longer fragrant, but permeated with

this stench.

There was no other way; to save her life, she had to do this.

Yang Cun's eyes welled up with tears. Looking at An Qiao's face, which was even paler than before, he could no longer hold back and gently...

He gently picked her up, completely ignoring the nauseating smell, and sped away.

Putting aside the fact that the fat woman's mouth was nasty, her actions were alright. After applying the medicine,

he not only dressed An Qiao but also added a thick winter cloak. This way

, as long as An Qiao wore a hood, even at high speed, Yang Cun wouldn't hurt her while carrying her.

At times like this, Yang Cun only wished he could be faster, much faster, even wishing he had

the ability to teleport. However, that was the realm of a Seventh Dan expert, something even Yang Shu couldn't do, let alone himself.

No, once these matters were settled, his primary task was to quickly find a way to break through and advance his

cultivation several levels. As for the mission of bringing glory to the Yang family, given Yang Cun's character, that was naturally

a secondary consideration. Putting everything else aside, he had to

do his best to protect these delicate beauties around him.

He couldn't let them follow him, yet he couldn't even protect them, could he? If that were the case,

Yang Cun wouldn't even need others to look down on him; he himself would feel like he wasn't a real man.

"Anqiao, Anqiao, be good, you have to hold on! I'll find a way to save you… no, not just find a way,

but I'll do everything in my power to save you! I absolutely won't let anything happen to you!"

Afraid that Anqiao, whose health wasn't very good to begin with, wouldn't be able to wait for him to find Longchi, Yang Cun

ran and called out to her all the way. If the situation weren't so dire, he might have burst into tears.

"Anqiao, Anqiao, be good, hold on…"

Anqiao might not be able to hear him now, but Yang Cun dared not stop; he was terrified. He

had

even if it was far, there was still some distance. Running wildly along the mountain path, before the courtyard, unsurprisingly,

he was greeted by the ferocious Nine-Tailed Monkey King. Judging from its appearance, it was probably blaming him for walking too hastily and

disturbing the animals in the mountains.

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