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Normally, this wouldn't have been a big deal, and the older man would probably have been used to it and remained calm. However, the woman in the wheelchair hadn't seen much of the world, and she was startled and started coughing incoherently.

The man's performance did not tarnish his reputation. Although it was obvious to everyone that he was nervous about the woman, he still patted her back, took her pulse, and fed her medicine. He did everything in an orderly manner and did not panic. It was the kind of thing a middle-aged man should do.

Once the man had dealt with the woman's shortness of breath and coughing, she presented him with a difficult question: "Why did that man want to kill you?"

The person called "that person" sneered, "This demon killed my senior brother and uncle, shouldn't I kill him to pay with my life?"

Then the woman asked, "Why did that man call you a demon?"

The crowd grew restless, and someone couldn't help but say, "Even after all this, isn't he a demon?"

The other person replied, "You don't understand, that auntie is sick, maybe her eyesight isn't good."

The middle-aged man smiled, but his face showed no difference between crying and laughing.

"Dr. Xu..." The Second Young Master of the Nangong family stepped forward, and the others, being perceptive, all retreated. I also pulled the savage back. The savage turned to look at me, expressionless, and let me pull him.

The second young master of the Nangong family bowed and was about to speak when another person rushed into the courtyard.

"Who is Xu Yi?" the man asked as soon as he entered, his voice arrogant. He also showed himself in an extremely arrogant manner. He first knocked over the wheelchair, then stepped on the hem of the uncle's floor-length dress, and his head hit the waist of the frail and sickly second young master. Iron Palm and Divine Fist tried to step forward to help him up, but the man pressed his palm against his face with his eyes closed.

"The assassin with the broken blade?!" Someone in the crowd recognized the person and exclaimed in surprise, like a thunderclap in a clear sky, creating a sensation.

"Broken Blade? Broken Blade?!" The crowd erupted in surprise. "That's Broken Blade, the third-ranked assassin on the leaderboard?!"

"Indeed! Whoever they say is coming, today is truly lively. The young master has arrived, and the assassins have even come..."

The other person didn't believe it. "That young punk is Broken Blade? He looks so reckless and clumsy, he doesn't seem like an assassin at all."

"Broken sword, broken sword, killing every time, broken sword every time, if he's not reckless, who is! If you don't understand, stay out of the way!"

Amid the murmurs, the uncle, panting, helped the aunt to her feet. The second young master of the Nangong family coughed violently several times, knowing that the newcomer was up to no good, and stepped forward to try to calm him down.

"I'm going to kill Xu Yi!!" the rather flamboyant assassin shouted.

"You can't kill Xu Yi!!" A clear, melodious female voice came from mid-air. Looking up, the sunlight was blinding, and another woman in crimson robes descended from the sky. Before I could even get a good look at her, I heard someone beside me exclaim, "Oh my god, Xiao Chenchen is here!!"

Who is Xiao Chenchen?

There's no need to listen to the comments; I already found out about this a long time ago—there are rankings of young masters and assassins in the martial arts world, so naturally there must be rankings of beauties. Xiao Chenchen is an exceptional beauty, ranking fourth, but it's not that she's less attractive than the first place, but rather... she's old.

Many years ago, Xiao Chenchen was indeed the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world. Dressed lightly as snow, she roamed the world with her sword, her aloofness was unparalleled, and her beauty was unmatched... However, beauty is a fleeting thing. When you are sixteen, your uncle will think you are a tender seedling, but by twenty, you will have some stagnation. Moreover, so many years have passed in the blink of an eye. Beautiful women face great pressure and understand better than others what it means for beauty to fade and love to wane. Glory comes and goes quickly.

Then there were the other beauties from the same class as Xiao Chenchen. Some married into wealthy families, and others married high-ranking officials. Life is very realistic. The best way out for a beautiful woman is to entrust herself to someone while she is still popular. Otherwise, in the eyes of the people of the Northern Song Dynasty, a pure and innocent woman is not as good as a divorced woman who has remarried. After all, she has been married before, which means that someone else wants her.

Although Xiao Chenchen is very low-key, it is rumored that she has extremely high standards. There have been men and women who have tried to kill themselves for her, but she has never been interested in a beautiful woman.

But when it comes to selling oneself by hanging up one's sleeve, compared to men, and between beauty and talent, Xiao Chenchen is no match for the older man in terms of effectiveness. The older man becomes more and more popular every day, while Xiao Chenchen's ranking gets worse and worse every year.

In recent years, fewer young and handsome men have come to her door to propose marriage. To put it nicely, they're afraid of being rejected; to put it bluntly, they think she's too old and not pretty enough anymore.

However, a beautiful woman is still beautiful even when she gets old. Besides, I lowered my head in self-consciousness. She was actually the same age as me, but that was just an illusion, while I was real. Everyone saying she was old was like slapping me in the face. Moreover, she was much prettier than me. She was like a goddess descended from heaven, making me look worse than an ordinary person.

well……

My chest felt tight, so I pinched the savage hard. He turned to look at me again. Thank goodness, he wasn't blinded by the beauty.

In the crowded courtyard, the assassin asked the beautiful woman, "Why can't I kill Xu Yi?"

The beautiful woman replied, "For no reason other than that you must kill me first if you are going to kill him!"

The crowd: "Another patient has come seeking medical help."

The assassin sneered, "Don't think I won't kill you just because you're a woman."

The beautiful woman gave a forced smile: "If you're going to kill me, then do it. Stop with the nonsense!"

The assassin hesitated: "Are you really willing to risk your life for that sorcerer?"

The beautiful woman said firmly, "If you dare call him a demon again, I'll make sure you bleed within five steps!"

The crowd continued, "They don't seem to be seeking medical help; they seem more like they're protecting their own."

The assassin, suppressing his anger, said, "I think you've been fooled by that sorcerer, that sorcerer—"

The beautiful woman was furious. "I told you not to call him a demon again!" With a flick of her sleeve and a raised eyebrow, she was about to strike the assassin's chest with a palm. Everyone gasped, but they all stepped back to give the two of them some space, so as not to harm the innocent.

Although I don't understand martial arts, I've watched quite a few martial arts films. The palm strike that the beautiful Xiao Chenchen delivered was truly extraordinary. At first glance, it seemed light and weak, but in reality, it carried the wind and was ever-changing. Even though I haven't seen the ever-changing aspects yet, everyone cheered, and I pretended to be an expert and clapped and cheered along. I watched as Xiao Chenchen swiftly closed in on the assassin, her slender fingers seemingly about to help him brush off the dust, but her face was ferocious, and she was eager to kill him with a single palm strike!

In the end... the two started fighting.

The crowd followed suit, some moving forward to watch the spectacle, others retreating to protect themselves. The Second Young Master Nangong was jostled and stepped on, then turned around and gave me an embarrassed smile. This man's smile was quite gentle, unlike the savage's smile, even more fake than the savage's…

Then, to my dismay, I overheard someone next to me say, "Little Chenchen has changed. Her heart belongs to that wicked Xu Yi. She can't be separated from him at all!"

I broke out in a cold sweat, because the rioting crowd suddenly froze, all staring at me. Even the two who had been fighting stopped and agreed to look at me together, as if I really had said those words.

"It wasn't me!" I quickly waved my hands. "Don't look at me!!"

"It's you!" The young man from the Lingnan School jumped out of the crowd. "I heard you, it's you!"

"It wasn't me!" I was speechless. "You got it wrong just now, and you're definitely wrong again this time!"

The young man's face paled, his eyes widened, "If it wasn't you, who else could it be? Could it be him?!" He pointed a finger, and that finger was terrifying. There was no one else around me, only one left—a savage?!

"Impossible!" I quickly pulled the savage behind me to hide. "It can't be him!" I shook my head violently. "It's not me either!"

Instead of keeping a close eye on the uncle and leaving the assassin standing there, Xiao Chenchen walked straight towards me and the savage.

"What did you just say?" The beautiful woman in front of me made my heart surge with excitement. I quickly hid the savage to prevent his pretty face from attracting other women.

"I didn't say anything."

The crowd, initially uneasy, became restless again: "That's right... what did that young woman just say?"

One audience member asked, "How do you know she's a young lady?"

Topic repeated...

Then, getting to the point... "That young lady just said that Xiao Chenchen and Xu Yiyao... are... you know."

"Which one?"

"You idiot! It's that thing!"

"What?!"

"It's that...that thing!"

"Shut up!" The beautiful woman was completely enraged. Her anger flared, and she glared at me fiercely, saying, "Even if you didn't say those words just now, you were the one who orchestrated this situation today. What else do you have to say?!"

I asked, dumbfounded, "How did you know?"

*Slap!* The beautiful woman slapped down—that's what I imagined, but she actually did raise her hand, only to have the savage grab her wrist with force, leaving their hands frozen in mid-air in an inverted V shape.

"Let go!" the beautiful woman coldly ordered the savage. Her tone was truly commanding, giving the impression that she had never taken men seriously.

I turned to observe the wild man and found that he looked perfectly normal, just like usual. When people told him to let go, he obediently did so, and he didn't seem particularly angry about being yelled at.

"Look!" I shouted, seizing the opportunity, "The assassin is going to stab Xu Yi with a knife!!!"

The assassin, who hadn't moved an inch while standing still, was immediately stunned when I called out to him. As soon as the beautiful woman turned around, I quickly grabbed the savage and ran towards the gate. I figured that as long as I took one step, the savage would understand and, with me in his arms, he would leap into the air, and the two of us would be free.

However, I didn't manage to run away. The beautiful Xiao Chenchen was determined not to let me go. She leaped up and was right in front of me. Everyone was amazed because she didn't forget to say as she leaped: "Today I will take an inch from your heart. If you take one of my palms, we'll be even!"

"Clear my foot! I'm panicking! How can I survive this slap?!"

"I'm going to make my move!" The beautiful woman was indeed unreasonable; she had already made her move, yet she was still lying through her teeth.

I felt a tightness around my waist and immediately guessed it was the savage's hand. The savage grabbed me, my legs went light, my head spun, and I was lifted up horizontally—what was he doing?! Before I could figure it out, the savage used his incredibly brutal strength to spin me 180 degrees. I felt like I was going to throw up, my legs cramped, and I think I kicked something a couple of times as well.

I really don't know anything about what happened next. Maybe two seconds later, maybe two minutes later, I landed and crashed into a group of people. The one leading the group was the second young master of the Nangong family who had stepped on me earlier.

The savages were definitely doing it on purpose, throwing me at people.

"You...cough cough..." I sat up, still feeling dizzy. Suddenly I heard a woman shout. I looked up and saw another towering figure blocking my way.

Wild man... A sense of pride welled up within me.

The savage stretched out his hand, held up his index finger in front of the beautiful woman, and made the number "1".

Why not give me the middle finger? I didn't understand. The Second Young Master Nangong leaned close to my ear and explained, "Xiao Chenchen only said he would slap you once. Now that one move has passed, to strike again would be to break his promise."

I understood and nodded. "Thank you, Second Young Master."

The Second Young Master Nangong was helped to his feet by his subordinate Xiao Qian. He coughed and pointed at me, and Xiao Qian came over to help me up as well.

“That brother…” After I stood still, the second young master looked in the direction of the savage not far away, hesitated for a moment, and then said, “I see that his moves and footwork are extraordinary, he must be a master…”

My heart skipped a beat. Now, when I hear someone praising the wild man, I suddenly feel inexplicably guilty.

The problem is, I never thought the wild man was a master. If he was, he was more likely to be a celebrity—either a member of the royal family, a rising star in the martial arts world, or someone whose name was known to everyone on the street…

Oh my god...

I thought I had made all the necessary preparations to turn the savage into a normal person, but now I realize that I am not at all prepared to accept his new identity, which may arrive ahead of schedule.

In TV dramas, amnesia and loss of voice are often portrayed as related. Many doctors in Chengdu have also confirmed that the wild man's vocal cords were indeed damaged, but not to the point of losing his voice. If he were to speak one day, would it mean that he would remember everything?

So, was my obsession with Xu Yi really a bit wrong?

It wasn't until I heard a resounding slap that I turned my head in a daze and was shocked to discover—the savage had actually been slapped?!

"Why did you hit me?!" I lunged forward, grabbing the savage's hand. I glared at the beautiful Xiao Chenchen first, then quickly turned around. "Does it hurt?" I gently poked the savage's pink, slightly swollen cheek. Such a pretty face, and someone had slapped it until it was red!

"Oh no! It's bleeding!" My heart ached. Actually, it was all my fault. Besides, when has anything ever gone wrong without me causing it?

The savage raised his hand and pulled my hand down, then shook his head, meaning he was alright.

How can it be nothing?! I thought of Xiao Chenchen again, turned around and asked through gritted teeth, "What right did you have to hit someone?!"

Xiao Chenchen straightened her back, raised her head high, and snorted coldly, saying, "Arrogant and unresponsive, do you think I can't hit him?!"

I was stunned for a moment, and when I came to my senses, I was so angry I almost vomited blood—"He's mute!! How could you hit him like that?! Don't you have any sense of reason?!"

Xiao Chenchen was also stunned, "He's mute? Then what he just did..."

I don't know what happened just now, but I didn't have time to investigate because a group of people guarding the door started causing trouble again.

Breast groping incident

The uncle wanted to break through, but I had a master of light-footed skills with me. He was pushing a heavy wheelchair. I couldn't even break through, and the savage got slapped. How could he possibly break through?

Besides, what's wrong with a grown man wearing anything? Why did he have to wear a floor-length dress in pale yellow embroidered with chrysanthemums? Such a flashy color, and it's inconvenient for running around. It's impossible not to make people think of him as a target.

In an instant, pleas and curses rose and fell by the door. The uncle had his back to me. After a moment of stalemate, one voice finally drowned out all the others.

"Stop right there!"