No matter how fast Tang Si ran, she was still noticed.
She had just started running when she heard a voice behind her. "Third Master, she's there!"
One of the people who had entered the city pointed.
It was the direction Tang Si was running in.
The person who was addressed as "Third Master" was the bearded middle-aged man with sharp eyes. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw a figure that he couldn't be more familiar with.
He was instantly enraged and ordered, "Chase after her."
"Yes." The three people beside him ran after her.
At this moment, Jing Rong and the other two were still in a daze. Although they didn't understand the situation, they quickly followed after her.
In the end, Tang Si was blocked by those people in a dead end.
She couldn't escape even if she had wings!
One of them said, "Ah Si, Third Master has been looking for you for a long time. Hurry up and come back with us."
Although Tang Si was surrounded, her arrogance didn't diminish. She raised her chin and glared at them. "You three listen up. If you don't let me go, I'll whip you to death."
"We won't let you go even if you beat us to death."
"You …" Tang Si said, "Fine, you want to bring me back? Then bring my corpse back. "
"Ah Si, why are you so stubborn?"
"Stop talking nonsense. If you want to fight, then take out your sabers." She looked determined.
In any case, she wanted her head and her life.
Those people knew she wouldn't yield to force, so they could only use the soft approach.
"Ah Si, you've been in Great Lin for so long, you should have had enough fun. Third Master is really worried about you, otherwise, he wouldn't have come to find you personally. You also know that we can't fight you, so you'd better listen to us and come back with us, or else Third Master will take our lives."
He was hoping that his words would soften this woman's heart.
Unfortunately …
Tang Si didn't fall for it. She suddenly pulled out the silver whip from her waist and lashed it at the ground.
"Pa!"
She took two steps forward.
"Do it."
The three people looked at each other in dismay. They gripped their sabers tightly, not knowing what to do. If they hurt her, Third Master would take their lives. If they let her go, Third Master would also take their lives.
They were in a dilemma!
At this time, Jing Rong and the others rushed over.
He saw the scene in the dead end!
"Who are you? If you know what's good for you, hurry up and let him go. "Mo Ruo frowned, his tone filled with nervousness.
Hearing this, the three of them turned around warily. They gripped their scimitars tightly in their hands, as if they were going to draw them.
"None of your business!"
"That's my man. How could it have nothing to do with me!" Mo Ruo raised his eyebrows.
My men?
When Tang Si heard this, the corners of her mouth secretly lifted into a smile.
However, the three of them were stunned. They only said, "Hurry up and scram. Don't get in the way."
"Impudent!" Jing Rong was furious.
The next moment, he picked up a piece of wood from the ground with his foot and kicked it hard.
It was very powerful.
The direction was very accurate.
It hit the head of the person on the left.
"Ugh!"
The man staggered a few steps back before regaining his balance.
This kick completely enraged the three people, and they said, "Where did this reckless thing come from? You're courting death."
After saying that, they all drew their scimitars and charged forward to fight.
Jing Rong immediately pushed Ji Yunshu to the side, and said, "Just watch."
She nodded and obediently retreated a few steps back.
Tang Si also gripped her whip and joined in the 'battle'.
Three on three!
One on one!
The three Hou Liao men were strong and their martial arts were not bad, but even so, they were not inferior to Jing Rong and Mo Ruo.
When they were defeated, they all fell to the ground.
They had no strength to fight back.
Mo Ruo snatched a scimitar and grabbed one of them by the neck. He asked fiercely, "Do you want to live or die?"
"Kill me if you can."
"You think I don't dare?" He exerted strength in his arm, intending to raise the scimitar to scare the man. However, just as he raised his wrist, a force came from somewhere and smacked his elbow, causing his entire hand to go numb. The scimitar immediately slipped from his palm and fell to the ground. Before he could react, his shoulder was grabbed by a burly and strong arm.
He grabbed the man's arms from behind, and the index and middle fingers of the man behind him immediately locked onto the artery on his neck.
With just a little bit of force, he would die.
Who was it?
Jing Rong was about to step forward to rescue him when he saw Tang Si rush forward and shout at the man behind Mo Ruo.
"Father."
Huh?
Father?
Mo Ruo, Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu were dumbfounded.
The man who had captured Mo Ruo was the middle-aged man who was brimming with murderous intent.
"Let him go. If you hurt him, I will die in front of you." Tang Si was not joking. She took out a dagger from her waist and held it to her neck.
Father Tang's eyes were blazing with anger. After a moment of hesitation, he could only release Mo Ruo.
"Cough, cough …"
Mo Ruo choked. The anger in his heart was rising, but when he heard Tang Si call the man 'father', his anger inexplicably dissipated.
He stood there in a daze.
The three men on the ground got up and walked behind Father Tang, as if saying 'Boss, avenge us'.
Father Tang berated Tang Si, "You better give me a reasonable explanation or I will cripple you."
His voice reverberated in the alley, deafening …
Tang Si put down the dagger in her hand and pouted. "Even if you want to explain, shouldn't you find a suitable place to do it?"
"We will talk wherever you live."
"Ah?"
"Lead the way!"
There was no room for argument.
Tang Si looked at Mo Ruo, seeking his approval.
Would Mo Ruo dare to disagree? His neck was still hurting, so he could only nod.
Hence, Tang Si led her father to Yuhua Pavilion.
But when Father Tang passed by Ji Yunshu, he suddenly stopped and tilted his head to look at her. His sharp eyes suddenly darkened, revealing an unfathomable expression.
It was like … déjà vu?
Ji Yunshu looked at him, her beautiful brows slightly wrinkled.
Was there something on her face? Or was there something wrong?
Seeing this, Jing Rong immediately pulled his woman to his side to protect her.
Father Tang retracted his gaze and said to Mo Ruo, "You come too."
He then led his men out of the alley after Tang Si.
Mo Ruo hurriedly pulled Jing Rong. "You come with me to Yuhua Pavilion."
"Why?"
"There might be a tough battle later. If you're here, I'll be more confident."
Jing Rong glanced at him. "You're going to meet your father-in-law, why drag me along?"
Pfft!
Mo Ruo was speechless.
But in the end, he still dragged Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu to Yuhua Pavilion.
In the hall in the backyard, Father Tang sat in the main seat, Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu sat on his left, and Tang Si stood in the middle.
When Mo Ruo was about to sit down, Father Tang said, "You stand too."
What?
His jaw almost dropped. "This is my place. Why do I have to stand here?"
"Your place?"
"Yes."
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