Chapter 40: The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor
Chapter 40 An army against the general
"Stop! *Cough* *cough*, stop it! You bastards, don't you want your father to stay alive?"
Bu Shiren's face was swollen and bruised from Lin Yong's beating, his teeth exposed, but he still couldn't help but threaten with foul language.
"He's still not clean-mouthed, Brother Lin, don't be polite with him. Looks like he's enjoying it!"
Mo Yan looked coldly at Bu Shiren, ignoring the banging and cursing outside. She had offended the man the moment Lin Yong started, and there was no room for reconciliation. It was better to vent her anger by beating up this scum.
Sure enough, Lin Yong's blows became even harsher, targeting the more vulnerable parts like the face and stomach, causing Bu Shiren to howl in pain and beg for mercy as he saw death approaching.
"Ahh, spare me, sirs, please stop, spare me!"
Mo Yan coldly snorted, opened the door, and the several men who were about to break in stumbled in like a pile of rocks. They groaned as they fell to the ground, and seeing their boss's sorry state, the dozen or so men behind them rushed in, ready to attack.
Seeing his men entering, Bu Shiren's eyes lit up, and he became arrogant again, "Quick, grab these two bastards for me!"
But he forgot he was still under Lin Yong's foot. Before those men could reach them, Lin Yong grabbed him, twisted his arms behind him, drew a dagger from his body, and held it against his throat, pressing it firmly against his skin. With just a slight force, he could slit his throat.
"I'd like to see who's faster, you guys or my hand!"
The cold chill from the dagger penetrated Bu Shiren's heart, making him tremble. Suddenly feeling a pain in his neck, fresh blood flowed out, "Don't move, or I'll kill you!"
Then, he turned to Lin Yong and begged with a flattering tone, "Master Lin, please, I won't dare anymore, I won't dare anymore, please spare me!"
With his life in someone else's hands, Bu Shiren trembled with fear, his legs weak, his face covered in snot and tears, unable to resist anymore.
Lin Yong glanced at him with disgust, then turned to Mo Yan, his eyes asking for instructions.
Mo Yan understood and, seeing the menacing looks of the men, pointed to one of them, saying, "Where is my father being held? Bring him here!"
The appointed man trembled but dared not disobey. He looked at Bu Shiren with a bitter expression, not daring to speak. Without waiting for him to ask, Bu Shiren nodded hastily, "Go, hurry, bring Mr. Mo here!"
With the order given, the man rushed out of the room and headed straight for the storage room in the backyard.
In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Mo Qingze was finally brought over. Seeing him dressed differently from when he left in the morning and walking awkwardly, Mo Yan understood that her father had been beaten. She glared at Bu Shiren, wanting to kick him to death.
"Lady, this... this..."
Feeling the anger emanating from Mo Yan, Bu Shiren, who had a plump body, trembled and tried to explain, but found himself at a loss. He could only shrink his body and reduce his presence, afraid that the killer behind him would slit his throat with the dagger.
"Yan'er, how could you come here? Go back quickly, Dad will be home soon!"
Mo Qingze, who had been somewhat dazed, became much clearer when he saw his daughter and hurried over to push her away.
Mo Yan quickly went forward and supported her stumbling father. Her face became even more grim, pointing at Bu Shiren and gritting her teeth, "My father is an innocent man with achievements and integrity. You falsely accused him, restricted his freedom, and tortured him. Where did you get the audacity? Or are you relying on the Wu'an Duke's Manor and disregarding human life? I want to see if the Manor will protect you or take your life!"
Bu Shiren's cold sweat poured down as he heard this. The reason he dared to blatantly frame and profit from others was because of the power of the Wu'an Duke's Manor. Extorting money was a trivial matter; as long as he cleaned up the mess, Mo Qingze would be convicted of extortion!
But if the news of him using torture on Mo Qingze spread and tarnished the reputation of the Wu'an Duke's Manor, they would not spare him.
He lowered his head to hide his fear. He had thought this family were ignorant country bumpkins, and after some threats and inducements, he would easily achieve his goal. But now, it had become his own undoing. What should he do? Should he let them go?
He pleaded with a flattering face, "Miss, Master Lin, I dare not anymore, please spare me. You can take Mr. Mo away now. I promise not to have any more evil thoughts!"
Mo Yan sneered, knowing that Bu Shiren had been temporarily shocked by her words, but she didn't believe his words at all. She couldn't kill him, but right now, the most important thing was to take her father away. The rest could be discussed later.
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After leaving the Treasure Pavilion, Mo Yan and Lin Yong took Mo Qingze straight to the clinic. Fortunately, Mo Qingze only had superficial injuries and would recover in a few days.
When the three of them returned home, everyone was overjoyed. Li Zhong had returned ahead of them, feeling ashamed that he couldn't help.
Mo Yan naturally didn't blame him for not being able to help. After all, they had managed to rescue her father safely.
After sending the three children to play in the yard, Mo Yan told Li Zhong in detail about what happened at the Treasure Pavilion and expressed her concerns.
"Miss Mo, you don't need to worry about this. After today, that scoundrel won't dare to trouble you again."
Lin Yong, who had been silent since coming to the Mo family, suddenly spoke up with surprising words.
Mo Qingze and Li Zhong looked at him puzzled, while Mo Yan worriedly said, "Brother Lin, please don't act recklessly!"
Lin Yong wasn't someone who spoke lightly. Since he said Bu Shiren wouldn't cause them trouble again, then he wouldn't. But apart from dealing with Bu Shiren, she couldn't think of any other way Lin Yong could do it.
Lin Yong naturally saw her thoughts but didn't explain. Despite the repeated persuasions from everyone, he left without eating and hurried away.
Lin Yong didn't return directly to the refugee camp but headed east, towards the bustling East Market where the powerful gathered. Finally, he stopped for a moment at the entrance of the largest brothel in the capital, the Bao Yue Pavilion, and then strode in...
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