Taking advantage of the fact that the bandits were not around, someone in the ancestral hall secretly untied the ropes and came out. When he saw Song Jingchen and Shen Yijia, he was first happy, then his face darkened with anger when he heard Shen Yijia’s words.
He quietly retreated. Soon, everyone in the ancestral hall surged out.
As soon as they came out, they started crying at the two of them.
“You kids from the Song family, you can’t leave us in the lurch.”
“That’s right. Although we didn’t welcome you in the past, we’ve never done anything to let your family down.”
“That’s right, you can’t be so heartless.”
“No matter what, we live in the same village. When Song Daniu was still around, he took care of us villagers.”
There was a moment of silence.
The group of people cried and complained, as if Song Jingchen was choosing to be a heartless wretch if he didn’t save them.
A few people from the old residence were also inside. Perhaps they knew that the two families were mortal enemies.
It was rare for them to have the self-awareness to not speak. Instead, they hid behind people and tried their best to reduce their presence.
Therefore, no one noticed the hatred on Song Maolin’s face when he looked at the Saber Tyrant. It even exceeded the hatred he had for Shen Yijia.
Song Jingchen frowned from the noise. Before he could speak, Furball blocked his way.
The chattering crowd immediately settled down.
Dao Ba glared at the lackeys who were in charge of guarding these people and thought to himself that they were useless.
“Where are you taking me? Let go of me!”
At this moment, a panicked female voice sounded. Shen Yijia looked over and saw An Xiu’er being dragged over by two people. One of them was the messenger.
Her hair was in a mess, and her collar was open. It was unknown if her collar had been torn by someone or if it ripped open because of the struggle.
Shen Yijia frowned.
The Saber Tyrant’s gaze never left Shen Yijia. He was afraid that she would attack him if she was unhappy.
Seeing her frown, he immediately scolded, “Are you looking for death? Let go of her.”
The two of them felt wronged. This woman wanted to run away when they weren’t paying attention. What would they do if they couldn’t catch her?
The two of them let go at the same time. An Xiu’er stumbled and fell to the ground.
Shen Yijia covered her eyes and sighed again. This girl was really unlucky.
She was about to help her up when Song Jingchen stopped her.
He instructed the Saber Tyrant, “Help her up and give her your clothes.”
When An Xiu’er heard the voice, she suddenly looked up at Song Jingchen, who was sitting in a wheelchair. A trace of panic flashed across her eyes, and tears slowly welled up in her eyes.
When a beauty cried, ordinary men would feel pity for her.
The Saber Tyrant was an ordinary man, and with Song Jingchen’s instructions, he wanted to help the beauty up.
An Xiu’er gritted her teeth and got up before the tyrant could touch her. She didn’t want the jacket that the tyrant handed her.
She stood up and threw herself into Shen Yijia’s arms. “Sister Shen…”
Song Jingchen frowned.
Shen Yijia patted her back stiffly and comforted her. “It’s alright now.”
After saying that, she quickly pushed her away. “She’s not even my husband, why is she hugging me?” she thought.
An Xiu’er stopped crying and stood still with a red face. Her hands were clenched into fists.
“Let’s go back.” Shen Yijia made this suggestion when she saw An Xiu’er trembling in the cold.
“What about us?” The villagers were afraid that no one would save them if the two of them left, so they gathered their courage and asked.
They could tell that the bandit leader was afraid of Shen Yijia and her husband. As long as the couple agreed, the bandits would definitely let them go.
But if these two really left just like that…
Taking advantage of the fact that the bandits were not around, someone in the ancestral hall secretly untied the ropes and came out. When he saw Song Jingchen and Shen Yijia, he was first happy, then his face darkened with anger when he heard Shen Yijia’s words.
He quietly retreated. Soon, everyone in the ancestral hall surged out.
As soon as they came out, they started crying at the two of them.
“You kids from the Song family, you can’t leave us in the lurch.”
“That’s right. Although we didn’t welcome you in the past, we’ve never done anything to let your family down.”
“That’s right, you can’t be so heartless.”
“No matter what, we live in the same village. When Song Daniu was still around, he took care of us villagers.”
There was a moment of silence.
The group of people cried and complained, as if Song Jingchen was choosing to be a heartless wretch if he didn’t save them.
A few people from the old residence were also inside. Perhaps they knew that the two families were mortal enemies.
It was rare for them to have the self-awareness to not speak. Instead, they hid behind people and tried their best to reduce their presence.
Therefore, no one noticed the hatred on Song Maolin’s face when he looked at the Saber Tyrant. It even exceeded the hatred he had for Shen Yijia.
Song Jingchen frowned from the noise. Before he could speak, Furball blocked his way.
The chattering crowd immediately settled down.
Dao Ba glared at the lackeys who were in charge of guarding these people and thought to himself that they were useless.
“Where are you taking me? Let go of me!”
At this moment, a panicked female voice sounded. Shen Yijia looked over and saw An Xiu’er being dragged over by two people. One of them was the messenger.
Her hair was in a mess, and her collar was open. It was unknown if her collar had been torn by someone or if it ripped open because of the struggle.
Shen Yijia frowned.
The Saber Tyrant’s gaze never left Shen Yijia. He was afraid that she would attack him if she was unhappy.
Seeing her frown, he immediately scolded, “Are you looking for death? Let go of her.”
The two of them felt wronged. This woman wanted to run away when they weren’t paying attention. What would they do if they couldn’t catch her?
The two of them let go at the same time. An Xiu’er stumbled and fell to the ground.
Shen Yijia covered her eyes and sighed again. This girl was really unlucky.
She was about to help her up when Song Jingchen stopped her.
He instructed the Saber Tyrant, “Help her up and give her your clothes.”
When An Xiu’er heard the voice, she suddenly looked up at Song Jingchen, who was sitting in a wheelchair. A trace of panic flashed across her eyes, and tears slowly welled up in her eyes.
When a beauty cried, ordinary men would feel pity for her.
The Saber Tyrant was an ordinary man, and with Song Jingchen’s instructions, he wanted to help the beauty up.
An Xiu’er gritted her teeth and got up before the tyrant could touch her. She didn’t want the jacket that the tyrant handed her.
She stood up and threw herself into Shen Yijia’s arms. “Sister Shen…”
Song Jingchen frowned.
Shen Yijia patted her back stiffly and comforted her. “It’s alright now.”
After saying that, she quickly pushed her away. “She’s not even my husband, why is she hugging me?” she thought.
An Xiu’er stopped crying and stood still with a red face. Her hands were clenched into fists.
“Let’s go back.” Shen Yijia made this suggestion when she saw An Xiu’er trembling in the cold.
“What about us?” The villagers were afraid that no one would save them if the two of them left, so they gathered their courage and asked.
They could tell that the bandit leader was afraid of Shen Yijia and her husband. As long as the couple agreed, the bandits would definitely let them go.
But if these two really left just like that…
