This is the person whom the Pavilion Master wants him to protect. How could anything happen right under his nose?
As soon as he landed, he kicked the man flying. Then he looked at Cheng Xiaoxiao, who had big eyes open, her eyelashes blinking uncomfortably because of the blood splatter.
As long as she’s alive, that’s good. His heart finally settled back in place. Cheng Xiaoxiao’s clothes were just a bit disheveled, the bloodstains on her chest should be the man’s. She didn’t cry out in pain or curse anyone, so she should be fine.
Leng Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and at the sa ti, a surge of anger rushed to his heart. Didn’t he tell her to stay put? Who told her to disregard her own safety, taking risks for so unrelated people? Just about to say a few words... and he noticed Cheng Xiaoxiao’s oddity.
She was still holding the weapon that killed the man, motionless, but her hands were trembling, her body stiff, and her eyes hollow.
Not until Leng Qi held her still-trembling hands and forcibly pulled the tightly gripped dagger from her hand.
Did she manage to take a breath, gasping for air.
Her eyes gradually regained their brightness. When her gaze fell on the not-so-distant bloody, lifeless, short and ugly man, ugh!
Her stomach churned violently, and she could no longer hold it back. The bloody sll she had been ignoring suddenly rushed into her nostrils.
Cheng Xiaoxiao leaned to the side and vomited terribly.
At this mont, Leng Qi didn’t know what to say. Seeing her so afraid after killing soone, he couldn’t help but feel sympathy. He rembered his own terror and fear the first ti he killed soone, shivering at the age of six or seven. Cheng Xiaoxiao today was not much different.
Everyone must learn to grow. She took the first step today. It’s a good start, better than many noble young ladies.
Those delicate heiresses are nothing without their families.
She has no status or background. If she were weak and incompetent, she couldn’t survive in these dire tis. Fortunately, she is a capable and strong girl.
The Pavilion Master is sheltering her now, and it’s her good fortune. Even if one day the Pavilion Master grows tired of her, she can still survive well.
I don’t know when, but Leng Qi gradually leaned towards Cheng Xiaoxiao. His cold and distant deanor was due to duty. He, who had never felt familial love, envied Cheng Xiaoxiao for having a family that loved her.
Laughter, playfulness, mutual teasing, and complaints—all these emotions were so vibrant and lively, feelings he had never experienced. Even those who brought gifts, hoping to curry favor with him for better martial arts teachings, or those who admired his martial prowess, all expressed their intentions so openly and straightforwardly.
His cold heart gradually cracked; he hoped Cheng Xiaoxiao would be well, and the people of Qingshan Village would be well, regardless of orders and duty.
Just then, a woman with four children, holding stones and sticks, rushed over.
The leading woman, none other than Lady Yuan, trembled holding a long knife, seeing Cheng Xiaoxiao throwing up miserably beside Leng Qi, who watched coldly.
Originally intending to rescue them, upon seeing this scene, they stood there, not knowing what to do.
Cheng Xiaoxiao wiped her mouth and looked at the intruders.
The two little boys held sticks, their bright eyes simultaneously looking at their third sister-in-law, as if asking: Didn’t they say a bad man was bullying the big sister? Why does it look so different?
Lady Yuan was dumbfounded, unable to answer, as she didn’t know either!
System: "Host, at least these people have so conscience."
It turned out that the children abandoned halfway up the mountain by the scar-faced man had hidden when the fight started. After Leng Qi chased off the scar-faced man, they quietly picked up a knife, cut the ropes off each other, hurriedly ran down the mountain to save their unconscious third uncle, and then saw their tied-up third aunt from a distance, rushing to save her.
And Lady Yuan was also sentintal and righteous. Knowing a girl was suffering for her sake, how could she sit still? The mountain bandits only took money, so the clothes in the bag were still there. She hastily put on so clothes, grabbed a knife, and ca to help.
Who would have thought to see such a scene? The bad man was already dead. If it wasn’t for Cheng Xiaoxiao and Leng Qi, Lady Yuan really would have wanted to kick him a few more tis.
Cheng Xiaoxiao was relieved. Thankfully, she didn’t save a group of ungrateful people. She felt Lady Yuan was quite good, with a strong bearing. She wondered if she truly had the courage to strike soone.
Lady Yuan ca to her senses and led the group in kneeling down, "Thank you, benefactor, for saving our lives."
The little ones also followed suit, "Thank you, benefactor, for saving our lives."
Leng Qi picked up Cheng Xiaoxiao’s bundle, and Cheng Xiaoxiao drank several gulps of water to rinse her mouth, feeling slightly better.
"No need to be so polite; this place is not safe. We should leave first."
Cheng Xiaoxiao had been through too much today, her legs weak, needing rest.
The sunset illuminated half the sky. They found a sheltered nook in the mountain to rest for the night.
The young man had woken up, his eyes red, looking at the distant mound of earth. Lady Yuan was bandaging him.
It was where the older people were buried. The elderly bodies were also buried by Lady Yuan and a few kids, right next to the nook. It was a good resting place. When peace ca, they could co back and offer a morial. While their other deceased family mbers, they dared not even search for their bodies.
The family, eating, thanked Cheng Xiaoxiao several tis. In their conversation, Cheng Xiaoxiao learned their situation.
This family originally owned a grocery store in town, living happily. Who would have thought such a disaster would occur?
The young man, nad Chu Qianyun, and his wife, Lady Yuan, had two twelve-year-old girls, one nad Niuniu, the other Tiantian. The girl nad Tiantian was the one Cheng the Sixth intended to harm, indeed fairer and more delicate than her sister. The two young boys, one seven-year-old, nad Chu Ciyi, and one five-year-old, nad Chu Cili.
Starving for two days, the kids were now devouring the at pies Cheng Xiaoxiao gave them.
"Be careful not to choke. Here, big sis has more water," Cheng Xiaoxiao said, handing the water to Chu Cili.
Chu Cili’s eyes teared up while eating, muttering, "Thank you, big sister! Big sister, you’re so beautiful inside and out."
Cheng Xiaoxiao’s lips curved into a beautiful arc, "Such a good boy, knowing the phrase ’beautiful inside and out’ at such a young age!"
The little one nodded vigorously and earnestly said, "Just like big sister."
"Alright then, you’ve got so much to eat and still can’t stop your mouth," Lady Yuan teased.
The family, although starving and thin, ate slowly. On one hand, they mourned the passing of their loved ones, losing their appetite; on the other hand... all the food was provided by Cheng Xiaoxiao, and they felt a bit embarrassed.
Even though Cheng Xiaoxiao insisted they eat freely, there was still food if they needed more. How precious was food now, especially with such aty pastries? Only young Chu Cili, whose sadness ca and went quickly, was unaffected.
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