Chapter 40

Jing Zhe said, "After they sent Zhai Yao here, he stayed at Grandpa Zhao's house. They probably worried that he wouldn't have enough to eat, so they gave some grain to Grandpa Zhao to take care of him. But... Zhai Yao doesn't eat the food here and often abuses Grandpa Zhao, hitting and cursing at him."

“He dares to hit people?” Even the most rebellious little devil knows to respect the elderly and care for the young. How could Zhai Yao dare to lay hands on an old man?

Before Jing Zhe could nod, a stool was thrown out of the house, hitting Grandpa Zhao's bent back. The old man, caught off guard, fell to the ground.

"Grandpa Zhao!" Jing Zhe was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up!

Zong Jincheng also rushed over, helping Jing Zhe to support Grandpa Zhao from both sides.

The little devil was completely enraged. He rolled up his sleeves and charged into the house, grabbing Zhai Yao and throwing a punch, muttering, "You coward who only bullies the elderly, I'll beat you to death!"

"Zong Jincheng? How dare you show up?" Zhai Yao recognized who his attacker was and, ignoring the pain on his face, charged forward with red eyes, "I'm going to fight you to the death!"

The two boys wrestled together, throwing punches at each other. Both were notorious troublemakers in the Capital City, and they were both skilled fighters.

However, Zhai Yao hadn't eaten in a day and was physically exhausted. Eventually, Zong Jincheng pinned him to the ground and started beating him up: "I'll teach you to lay hands on me! Do you know who I am? I'm the strongest fighter in the entire Capital City! Today, I'll beat you until you're crawling around looking for your teeth!"

Buyan and Shunzi, who were behind him: "..."

When did you become the strongest fighter in the Capital City? Who gave you that title? Save us...

Grandpa Zhao was a timid man. He had taken in Zhai Yao only because he was tempted by the grain they provided, but now seeing the boy being beaten so badly, he was afraid of causing trouble and wanted to intervene. However, Jing Zhe stopped him.

"Grandpa Zhao, don't interfere. Zhai Yao was sent here because he offended Zong Jincheng. This time, he pushed you, which makes him even more in the wrong. Let Zong Jincheng teach him a good lesson for you."

Grandpa Zhao stood there in a daze, nodding tearfully, "Alright... alright..."

Zhai Yao was isolated and helpless here. The two guards at the door were only responsible for keeping him from leaving, and they didn't intervene in anything else. Buyan and Shunzi also didn't step in, so Zong Jincheng was free to beat him up without restraint.

But not long after, a group of people suddenly rushed in, shouting, "Release our young master!"

Shunzi turned around and saw it was Steward Zhai.

Buyan, who had been standing with his arms crossed, immediately went on alert, positioning himself in front of his young master and preparing for a fight.

Seeing his young master covered in blood, Steward Zhai roared, "Stop! All of you, stop! Zong Jincheng, if you dare touch our young master again!"

Zong Jincheng responded by throwing another punch, taunting him, "I did it. What are you going to do about it?"

The little devil's face was also bruised, but he still smiled, his cheek dimples adorably showing, though his actions were as mischievous as a little demon's.

Even so, Shunzi knew this was his young master's true nature.

The number one troublemaker in the Capital City, fearless and unrestrained.

Steward Zhai shouted angrily, "Attack! Save the young master!"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen burly men surged forward. Shunzi wisely retreated, while Buyan picked up the broken stool that Zhai Yao had thrown earlier and charged at the Zhai household's men.

"Bang——"

"Ah——"

"Ahhh——"

Buyan was like a war god from the underworld, wielding the stool with one hand, cutting down anyone in his path.

The filthy slum was filled with cries of pain.

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"It's Buyan! He's from the Marquis Manor! He was the training partner for the young marquis!"

"That's him! He's the training partner of the martial champion, capable of defeating a hundred men!"

"We're no match for him!"

Someone recognized Buyan's identity, and the would-be attackers all retreated, their faces filled with fear.

Seeing this, Steward Zhai panicked and shouted, "Charge! All of you, charge! If you can't win, call for reinforcements! Call more people!"

The Crown Prince had ordered that no one was to privately assist Zhai Yao, but Madam Zhai was worried and had sent the household's guards and servants to wait outside the slum, fearing someone might harm her son.

So when the call for reinforcements came, a large crowd arrived.

Zong Jincheng: "???"

Counting roughly, there were over a hundred people.

Were they really going to make Buyan fight a hundred men alone?

Shunzi swallowed hard, protecting his young master and retreating, "Young master, step back a bit. Although Buyan can handle them, there are too many. If he has to fend off some to come after you, I'll die defending you!"

This was probably the most loyal thing a non-fighter could say.

Zong Jincheng pushed him away, shouting, "You can't fight, get out of here. I can protect myself!"

Shunzi's eyes immediately filled with tears.

His young master was so kind!

He might be the first servant ever to be protected by his master!

Shunzi decided that even if he died here today, he would be Zong Jincheng's most loyal subordinate!

But before he could act, his young master charged into the battlefield, not out of necessity, but seemingly eager to join the fray!

However, the opponents were all professional fighters, all adults, and in terms of both size and skill, they were far superior to Zong Jincheng. The little devil, full of bravado, was soon grabbed by the neck and lifted off the ground.

Shunzi's eyes widened: "Young master!!!"

Save him!!!

Who would save his young master!!!

The Zhai household's fighter lifted Zong Jincheng and slammed him toward the wall. If this hit, it would definitely result in a head injury, possibly even death or permanent disability!

"Stop!!!"

At this critical moment, a light green figure suddenly flew in from the sky, landing on the crumbling rooftops on both sides, heading straight for Zong Jincheng. With a kick, she knocked the Zhai servant to the ground.

Zong Jincheng, who had been in mid-air, was saved and, upon closer look, saw that it was—

"Cui Liu! Why are you here?!"

It was none other than Cui Liu, the top female fighter of the Marquis Manor, left by the old madam to protect Xu Wan.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Seeing her, Shunzi exclaimed in surprise, "It's Madam! It must be Madam who sent her! We're saved now!"

With Buyan fighting in the front and Cui Liu protecting the young master from behind, even if they couldn't defeat the Zhai household, at least the young master wouldn't get hurt.

Cui Liu's usually cold face showed a rare smile as she reassured, "Young master, don't be afraid. Madam is also here."

"Ah?" Zong Jincheng quickly turned his head.

Sure enough, a red-clad figure appeared at the narrow alley entrance.

Tall, composed, and strategic.

Behind her, countless servants rushed in, all from the Marquis Manor, here to help them!