Perhaps staying could have revealed the secrets of this place, but escaping would then beco difficult. Yang Xiao, without a second thought, controlled the Soul-Capturing Mirror and took Yellow Hair away from there.
He hadn’t forgotten the others either. After slapping Yellow Hair awake, he had Yellow Hair lead the other two, who were less injured, to carry the chubby Yin-Yang Head, who had lost a leg, and to support another girl who had her eyes gouged out. After quite a struggle, under Yang Xiao’s leadership, they finally escaped the Feng Family Mansion, with the chubby boy and the girl barely clinging to life.
The mist outside the mansion was being sucked away as if by an exhaust fan, furiously rushing back towards the mansion, probably due to that terrifying vortex in the lake.
However, as the mist cleared, a lone house appeared in the distance, visible to everyone. It was indeed the room where Yang Xiao and the others were playing their script ga, recognizable at a glance by Yang Xiao, especially because the poster of the female ghost was still pasted on the external wall.
The group ran desperately towards the room, and just as they reached the door, Yang Xiao stopped them, his masked face squeezing out a sinister, oppressive laugh as he asked, straining his voice, "Are you here looking for trouble again?"
By now, Yellow Hair and the others had been scared out of their wits, imdiately kneeling on the ground and begging for rcy. Yang Xiao warned them once more, saying that if there was a next ti, he would bring those "friends" of his to their hos for a visit.
Yellow Hair, leading the group, was so terrified that he collapsed on the ground, convulsing. After enough of a beating, Yang Xiao finally opened the door and let them in.
Just as everyone fled back into the room and turned to close the door at the last second, Yang Xiao looked out to see a huge, dark red vortex hovering over the Feng Family Mansion, situated over the mysterious lake in the mansion’s backyard.
After the door closed, Yang Xiao turned around to see that those who had been sobbing were now quietly lying on the floor, their limbs that the ghost had chopped off had regrown, and their bodies were clean, with all the previous bloody wounds gone.
The next second, there was a knock at the door, and Xiao i’s soft voice ca through, "Teacher Yang, Teacher Yang, are you listening?"
After adjusting his clothes, Yang Xiao opened the door, and Xiao i imdiately saw Yellow Hair and the others still lying on the floor, her face tensing up again.
"Don’t worry, they are all fine. We had a good chat just now, and they are all quite reasonable people." Yang Xiao reassured her with a smile.
But by the look on Xiao i’s face, it was clear she did not quite believe it. After all, she knew these people better than anyone; they had co to make trouble ti and again, and were not so easily persuaded. Now that each of them was knocked out here, who knew what mischief they were planning!
Without further talk, Yang Xiao walked over and kicked Yellow Hair, who was leading the group. The next second, Xiao i was shocked to see Yellow Hair’s eyelids twitch and his left fingers flick a couple of tis, indicating he would soon wake up.
But before Xiao i could feel relieved, she saw Yang Xiao squat down and swing his arm; "smack smack," two slaps landed.
Xiao i: "!!!"
The effect was obvious; Yellow Hair sprung up from the ground like a carp, his face marked with bright red palm prints.
Xiao i’s first reaction was that it was over; they had not hurt these people before and were still extorted, and now openly hitting soone would surely lead to being sued out of business!
But the next second, sothing Xiao i had never expected happened. As soon as Yellow Hair saw Yang Xiao, it was as if he had seen a ghost. With a loud cry, he ran out, and his cry also woke up the remaining four people. Their reactions to seeing Yang Xiao were surprisingly consistent, terrified out of their wits, they all rushed to escape, one after another. Only the chubby Yin-Yang Head was clumsy due to his numb legs and crashed into the wall in his attempt to flee, leaving him behind.
"Mister Yin-Yang Head, are you waiting for compensation from our shop?" Yang Xiao stood behind the chubby boy, hands crossed and tucked into the sleeves of his Drama Robe, and said ominously.
At those words, the pain seed to vanish from the chubby boy. Despite his numb legs, he crawled out of the room at an astonishing speed, all the while crying and pleading as he brushed Xiao i aside, "Don’t stop , let go, let go, please!"
Yang Xiao followed the chubby boy leisurely, occasionally teasing him, "Our dear guest, you mustn’t cry, we still have business to do. How will others see us if you cry like this, especially since the Feng Family Mansion is the lifeblood of our shop."
Stimulated by Yang Xiao’s words, the Yin-Yang Head chubby boy struggled up, leaning against the wall, and dashed out on one leg. The spectacle of these few peoples’ escapades drew the attention of the crowd outside, who gathered around the entrance of the Script Club to watch the excitent.
Soon, Zhao also arrived back at the scene. By this ti, Yang Xiao had changed back into his own clothes, which was a relief to Xiao i who hadn’t noticed the difference between Yang Xiao’s Drama Robe and those prepared by their shop.
"Little Yang, it’s been trouble again, please thank your boss for . Let know when he is free; I really want to show my gratitude properly."
Zhao, having roughed it out in society for so many years, naturally realized he was released so quickly because soone had spoken for him.
This made Yang Xiao sigh. There was a ti he had depended on Zhao to get through his toughest days, but now he had grown into soone Zhao looked up to. He didn’t have any boss; it was just Beibei who had made a quick call.
"Zhao, those people were sent by the rival faction to cause trouble, but I’ve sent them away. They won’t co back again." Yang Xiao said with a smile.
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