Chapter 95

The shock was only temporary, and the Black Tiger Gang members quickly reacted, locking onto their target.

A young man in a blue robe walking towards the main hall!

"Brothers, grab your weapons and take down this little dog!"

"Kill!"

Amidst the shouts, these Black Tiger Gang members transformed into ferocious demons, brandishing knives, spears, swords, and halberds as they charged towards Su Yi.

Perhaps due to drinking too much tonight,

They were all extremely excited, vying to be the first.

Su Yi seemed indifferent, his demeanor as calm as ever.

He did not turn around, but the Dust Edge sword in his hand emitted a clear and resonant sound, instantly unleashing a series of lightning-fast sword shadows.

They were vague and numerous, covering the sky and the earth.

These Black Tiger Gang members were a motley crew, most of them only knowing some basic martial arts, not even reaching the threshold of martial arts. How could they be his match?

In just a moment, the ground was littered with bodies, pools of blood forming under the lamplight, a stark red.

Some of the gang members were so frightened that they fled far away, their faces pale, their hands trembling uncontrollably as they held their weapons.

Su Yi paid no attention to these minor characters and walked into the main hall with his sword.

Boom!

A long halberd came crashing down, bringing a dazzling cold light.

The attacker was a middle-aged man in a black robe with one eye, who had been hiding on one side of the main hall door. He launched a surprise attack, timing it perfectly.

Su Yi seemed to have foreseen it, his figure slightly shifting, and the attack missed.

Pfft!

The Dust Edge sword in his hand then smoothly severed the neck of the one-eyed man, his head flying into the air, and his decapitated body spraying blood as it fell to the ground.

The main hall was brightly lit, with only one table set, filled with steaming hot wine and dishes, but the seats were empty.

When Su Yi entered, he saw three people standing not far away: a man, a woman, and an old man, all holding weapons, their expressions serious and tense, filled with vigilance.

The man spoke in a deep voice, "Friend, there's a head for grievances and a master for debts. If we have offended you, I, 'Old Green,' will apologize first. Can you tell us the reason, and see if we can make amends?"

Su Yi's gaze swept around, "Where is the entrance to the dungeon?"

The man's heart trembled, and he blurted out, "It can't be that my blind followers have captured your friend, right?"

Pfft!

Su Yi suddenly stepped forward, his sword like a bolt of lightning, easily piercing the man's throat. The man's face was full of shock even in death.

"You answer."

Su Yi's gaze turned to the woman.

The woman was already trembling, her face pale, and she instinctively looked towards a screen on one side of the hall.

Pfft!

The sword flashed.

The woman's throat was cut, her body collapsing to the ground, her eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace.

"Why do you still kill us when we have told you?"

The remaining old man shouted in shock and anger, his mind in chaos, his spirit shattered.

His answer was a flash of the sword.

Pfft!

He was split in two, blood and organs spilling out like a waterfall.

"Do I need a reason to kill you?"

Su Yi turned and walked towards the screen.

His expression was as calm as ever, his eyes deep and indifferent.

When Su Yi, Su Xuanjun, was angry and killing, he never bothered to explain.

Behind the screen was a wall, with a secret door carved into it.

He split the lock with a single sword strike, then pushed the door open and walked in.

...

In the dark and damp dungeon, Feng Xiaoran was squatting on the ground, hugging her knees tightly.

Her hair was disheveled, her pale and delicate face showed no panic, but rather a calmness.

From the moment she was captured, she knew that her life was destined to be plunged into darkness, and she would never live in the sunlight again.

She had heard that the Black Tiger Gang would sell the girls they captured to brothels, where they would become playthings for men, enduring humiliation and losing control over their own lives.

But she was not afraid.

She would never give up the possibility of living.

As long as she was alive, she would use every means to become strong!

"Brother, don't worry, I will live well, and in the future... Xiaoran will protect you!"

Feng Xiaoran said to herself.

She could care about anything, except for her brother, Feng Xiaofeng.

This was her reason to live.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed in the darkness, gradually approaching.

"Is it finally coming?"

Feng Xiaoran lifted her face, looking into the darkness to see the person who had captured her. She wanted to remember his face, engrave it in her heart, and seek revenge in the future!

However, the dungeon was too dark, and she could only see a tall silhouette no matter how hard she tried.

At that moment, she saw the person squat down, and a pair of deep and bright eyes came into view.

She could even see a hint of relief in those eyes.

For some reason, her heart trembled, feeling that these were the brightest and most beautiful eyes she had ever seen.

Like the morning sunlight in spring, warm and comfortable, illuminating her dark and cold heart.

"Girl, do you remember me?"

A warm and smiling voice sounded in her ear, making Feng Xiaoran's body tremble slightly as she finally saw the clear and handsome face up close.

"Su... Su Yi, brother?" Feng Xiaoran's eyes widened, feeling somewhat dazed, as if she were dreaming.

When she was trapped in the darkness, suddenly seeing a familiar figure, it was like a flood of light dispelling all the darkness.

To the point where it was hard to adjust.

After a while, Feng Xiaoran finally showed a bright smile, "Su Yi, brother, it's you who came to save me!"

Su Yi rubbed the girl's head, picked her up, and carried her on his back, "Don't be afraid, brother will take you home."

"Okay!"

Feng Xiaoran nodded vigorously, her hands tightly gripping Su Yi's neck, as if afraid that this sudden happiness would slip away.

Feeling the strength in the girl's delicate arms, Su Yi's mood became somewhat heavy.

In this underground dungeon, how desperate and helpless must Xiaoran have been?

"You can also go home."

Su Yi looked at the other parts of the dungeon, where many figures were huddled, mostly teenage girls.

After saying this, he turned and walked out of the dungeon, returning to the main hall, and walked out step by step.

"Xiaoran, close your eyes."

Su Yi said softly.

The place was filled with blood and corpses, a scene that could easily cause discomfort.

But Feng Xiaoran shook her head, instead opening her eyes wide, looking at the bloody scene with a calm expression on her pale and delicate face.

She was not afraid, but rather felt an intense sense of relief.

When they walked out of the courtyard and into Yuchun Alley, Feng Xiaoran suddenly said, "Su Yi, brother, can you teach me martial arts?"

Su Yi asked, "Why do you want to practice martial arts?"

Feng Xiaoran hesitated for a moment, then said, "I want to protect my brother, to protect him for life, and never let him be bullied again."

Her clear eyes showed a hint of sadness, "Half a year ago, my brother's legs were broken by bad people, ending his path as a martial artist. He doesn't say it, but I know he is in great pain."

"My mother ran away with a man when my brother and I were young, and my father raised us. But half a year ago, after learning that my brother had become disabled, my father couldn't bear the shock, fell ill, and died within seven days."

"Since then, my only family left in the world is my brother..."

As she said this, the young girl's pale face showed a deep sadness.

Then, she took a deep breath and said calmly and resolutely,

"From that moment on, I told myself that I must become strong, no matter what the cost, even if it means enduring endless humiliation and slander. As long as I can protect my brother, I am willing to do anything!"

Su Yi listened silently, feeling pity, admiration, and a mix of emotions.

He had long known that Feng Xiaofeng's family was extremely poor, and it was a miracle that he could join the Qinghe Sword Mansion to practice.

But he never imagined that his background was so difficult.

And Feng Xiaoran, who had been living with Feng Xiaofeng, was only thirteen years old, yet she had a maturity and character far beyond her age, which surprised Su Yi.

Su Yi understood Feng Xiaoran's feelings.

When he was fourteen, he left home and traveled a long and rugged road to the Qinghe Sword Mansion to practice, hoping to change his fate through martial arts.

When one's heart is in darkness, one will strive desperately for a glimmer of light to change one's fate.

When they finally walked out of Yuchun Alley, Su Yi said, "If you want to learn, I will teach you the essentials of cultivation."

Feng Xiaoran's face immediately lit up with a happy smile, "Su Yi, brother, do you know, the moment you appeared in front of me, I will never forget it. In the future... I will repay you well!"

Su Yi smiled, "As long as you and your brother live well, that is the best repayment for me."

"Then... when I grow up, can I marry you?"

Feng Xiaoran said seriously.

Su Yi was taken aback, then couldn't help but laugh, "We'll talk about it when you grow up."

A thirteen-year-old girl, in her eagerness to express gratitude, might not fully understand the meaning of marriage.

It was understandable.

Feng Xiaoran also laughed, her large eyes narrowing into two clean and transparent crescents, shining brightly.

She silently thought, "Su Yi, brother, wait for me to grow up, don't change your mind..."

Under the night sky, the young girl's pale and delicate face was filled with serious anticipation.

Though she was young, her features were already developing, with dark eyebrows, a straight nose, a slim and well-proportioned figure, and skin as smooth as white, tender congealed fat.

Especially her eyes, slightly sunken, deep and bright, like clear and lustrous gems, and when she smiled, they looked like the moon falling into a lake, incredibly beautiful.

She still looked somewhat innocent, but she was already a beauty in the making, a true beauty in the making.

Only her disheveled and slightly yellow hair and the old, patched clothes, with frayed cuffs, revealed her humble background.

A young beauty, already showing the charm of a future beauty.

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PS: It's said that there are still classes and work today? Oh well! Anyway, I'm always on duty, no right to complain~