"You..." Li Mingyin frowned, "Yang Ruxin, why are you always so aggressive? Sure, you’re tough, but do you have to be so prickly with your words?"
Yang Ruxin snorted with a laugh, then turned and walked away.
"Yang Ruxin." Li Mingyin, ignored, quickly followed and blocked Yang Ruxin’s path, "You’re going too far..."
"What would not be too far?" Yang Ruxin frowned.
"You can’t always look down on them, don’t you have any sympathy?" Li Mingyin’s face was one of disbelief, "Are you trying to drive them to their deaths?"
"Li Mingyin, who the hell do you think you are? If you’re so capable, why don’t you step up then? When the city was breached, why didn’t you jump out and take charge? When those girls were unconscious, why didn’t you rescue them? Now you’re here acting all high and mighty?" Yang Ruxin’s fury flared up, "What you want to do now, I’m not stopping you, but I am the way I am. If you don’t like it, stay away from . You don’t need to preach to about morals." Then she turned around to leave, took a couple of steps, and suddenly stopped and turned back, pointing at Li Mingyin who was just about to follow, "I warn you not to bother again, or don’t bla for being rude." And then she really left.
Li Mingyin watched Yang Ruxin’s retreating back, stamping her foot in frustration, but she dared not intercept her again. Yet in her heart, she felt even more that Gu Qingheng didn’t deserve this, having married such a low-class woman.
Yang Ruxin knew she had been harsh today, but she was in a bad mood. The person she had barely rescued had died so simply without struggling, giving up life so easily, which made her furious.
Arriving at the tent entrance, she suddenly stopped, feeling the need to find a place to cool off.
Without calling for anyone, she walked alone into Governor’s Office City.
The city was full of busy soldiers and civilians, all striving to rebuild their hos.
Seeing such a scene, Yang Ruxin took a long breath, her mood gradually calming down. The world is so vast, it’s filled with all sorts of people. Everyone chooses their own destiny. She can’t rescue everyone, so she’ll just do her best to help those who are worth helping.
She doesn’t seek recognition for her deeds, but she can strive to be at peace with herself.
Sauntering aimlessly, she found herself walking quite far out. When she snapped back to reality, she realized she had reached the western part of the city. The houses here had suffered relatively less damage and had been repaired first, with many people already having moved in.
"You whore..." Just as Yang Ruxin was preparing to head back, she suddenly faintly heard a curse. Frowning, she followed the sound to a newly-repaired house where people had just moved in. Standing under the back window of the house, she could clearly hear the voice of a man laced with the sll of alcohol, "You’ve been ridden by so many n, what airs are you still putting on? The fact that I haven’t divorced you is your good fortune..."
This was followed by a woman’s crying.
"What are you crying for? You bring bad luck..." And then ca the slap sounds.
The woman’s cries turned into screams.
The neighboring houses were temporarily uninhabited, so no one could hear the commotion inside this house.
Yang Ruxin’s subdued anger instantly flared up again. In a few strides, she dashed to the front door and kicked it open.
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