Ling Long helped her back to her room to rest, leaning close to her ear, "We shouldn’t stay here long."
Village Girl Yang’s eyes were empty and vacant.
Ling Long sighed, turned off the lamp for her, and left.
Village Girl Yang sat motionless until dawn, as the early morning broke and the warm sun rose, sunlight filling the room, the six Little Beans woke up.
As they woke, Village Girl Yang, who seed to have lost her soul all night, also seed to have it returned as she looked at the six children, her previously dull and numb gaze gaining focus and brightness.
She clenched her fists and suddenly began to pack her belongings.
The six Little Beans, who were getting dressed, looked confused, not understanding what was happening.
Village Girl Yang finished packing and left the room, wanting to thank Little Taotie for saving their lives, but after knocking for a long ti with no answer, she gently pushed the door open only to find that they had already left.
She didn’t know when they had left, probably very early.
Village Girl Yang silently noted the kindness, and without hesitation, said to the six children, "We’re going to the army to find your father!"
Only a Centurion could arrange for his family to stay near the military camp without paying rent, courtesy of the state.
Village Girl Yang’s husband had always been trying to bring her and the children over.
But now she couldn’t worry about the rent anymore, she had to take her children and seek refuge with him.
The scene shifts to the Miss of the Marquis’ Mansion who is furiously smashing things.
Her beautiful face, with upward-turning eyes, now twisted in madness, filled with rage.
"How could you handle things like this!"
"Not only did you fail to deal with that village girl, but you also got beaten to a pulp!"
"You all deserve to die!"
She hurled a vase with all her might at the head of a guard kneeling on the ground, and blood gushed out imdiately, unable to be stopped as it stread down the guard’s forehead.
The nine people by his side trembled with fear, yet dared not make a sound.
Seeing the blood, a flicker of pleasure crossed her beautiful face, her eyes dark with malice as she raised her hand high again, finding an outlet for her anger, smashing down repeatedly.
Until... the man lay in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, his pupils lifeless, having stopped breathing.
She discarded the vase, which shattered as it hit the ground, and took out a white silk handkerchief embroidered with flowers, ticulously wiping off the blood from her fingertips, her gaze coldly and cruelly sweeping over the other nine people.
The nine were pale as paper, none daring to et the gaze of the Miss of the Marquis’ Mansion, known for her capricious temperant and ruthless hand.
"I want their heads, hers and those six whelps’, before the sun sets."
"If not brought back, you will end up like him."
The Miss of the Marquis’ Mansion’s gaze casually swept over the man lying in a pool of blood, her nacing, ruthless eyes moving across the faces of the nine people, her look heavy with aning and threat.
The nine dared not delay, though they also feared the girl with Superhuman Strength.
They reported everything that had happened in the village to the Miss of the Marquis’ Mansion, but she did not believe them.
They had to find a way themselves, to bring back the heads before the sunset.
They employed so desperadoes and skilled fighters like Escort Leaders from the Escort Agency, totalling fifty people, who entered the village with great fanfare.
With the task to be completed before the sunset, they couldn’t wait for nightti when no one was around, but had to boldly, with covered faces, enter the village during daylight.
The villagers, thinking bandits had co again, gathered the village chief to speak on their behalf, hoping to appease the ruffians with so money.
But the village chief hurried to the village entrance and, finding no one there, learned they had gone to Village Girl Yang’s ho and hastened there as well.
Upon arrival, he saw fifty people rummaging through the yard, turning everything upside down.
Nine guards surrounded the village chief, demanding the whereabouts of Village Girl Yang, but the village chief did not know.
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