Perhaps his heart was too soft, with two deaths laid out before him. Regardless of how undeserving the two from the Liu family were in life, but... death?
Miss Huang made a move against the Liu family, and the Liu family deserved what they got. Yet, if it weren’t for his ddling of saving Miss Huang that day, no one from the Liu family would have died, and the remaining Liu Family’s Three Brothers wouldn’t be missing.
His heart was in constant turmoil; on one hand, seeing Miss Huang was evil, while on the other, feeling injustice for Miss Huang. At the sa ti, he believed the Liu family died too tragically but also thought their family deserved such calamity due to their vile dispositions.
In the end, he was rely a mundane human with worldly troubles, feelings tangled up. Especially these recent days, unclear if he was still frightened by the event, those two corpses were so horrifyingly tragic, every ti he shut his eyes he’d rember them, harrowing him into sleepless nights.
On this day, the chirping sparrows outside awakened him. With dark circles under his eyes, Sir stepped out of the house, scooped water into a wooden basin, and began to wash.
His two younger brothers appeared just as sleep deprived. The three brothers exchanged glances, yet remained silent for a long ti.
Then, a rumbling sound of hooves arose from a distance. The three brothers lived at the back of the village, and as the houses were sparse and not densely packed, they could see out of the village.
The three brothers craned their necks to look out, seeing a troop of Iron Cavalry approaching, kicking up a yellow dust.
The hoofbeats alard quite a few people, with everyone in the village craning their necks in curiosity—so were perplexed, so intrigued, so anxious, so uneasy.
This was a big deal! In all these hundreds of years, the village had never witnessed such a spectacle or seen so many ’big figures’.
Weren’t they big figures indeed? Each one imposingly glorious, riding great horses in armor. What an awe-inspiring sight! It was as if the Heavenly Soldiers had descended, like the presence of Immortals!
However, at the forefront of the Iron Cavalry, a bright yellow figure caught everyone’s eyes.
By now, the villagers had gathered at the village entrance, many recognizing with a glance that the bright yellow figure was indeed Miss Huang, who had mysteriously disappeared a while ago after being brought back by Sir from outside!
It was said that Miss Huang’s family did business, but how did she suddenly seem like the leader of these ’Heavenly Soldiers’?
So sharp-minded individuals imdiately called out to Sir, "Sir, it looks like you saved an important person! Now they’re here to repay you, and your fortune is about to soar!"
"Indeed, indeed," echoed others, "When you start living the good life, don’t forget to lift us village folks up!"
Most people assud that Sir saved Miss Huang’s life, and her grand return surely ant she was coming to repay a favor. After all, there is no greater favor than saving a life.
The villagers spoke of future aid jovially, yet in truth, they were genuinely happy for the three brothers. Having saved such an important figure, they were sure to lead prosperous lives, and that was enough.
However, for Sir, an inexplicable feeling of panic and unease engulfed his heart.
There was a deep-seated unease creeping in. This unease, like maggots gnawing at bones, climbed intricately, winding its way through his skeleton...
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