"Who … Who are you?" The middle-aged man asked in a trembling voice as he looked at the god-like young man who suddenly appeared behind him.
"Heh, this is my house, and you're asking me who I am?" Looking at the so-called rapist in front of him, Ye Xuan's lips curled into a cold smile. He took a step forward and slowly walked towards the middle-aged man.
"This is your house, you …" A strange look flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes when he saw Ye Xuan walking toward him unguarded. He unsheathed the longsword in his hand with a long "clang". Under the candlelight, the longsword reflected a dim, cold light. He leaped up, and his sword stabbed at Ye Xuan's throat like a flash of cold light.
The middle-aged man was very confident in his "Lightning Flash" sword technique. In Jianghu, there were no less than three second-rate masters who had died under this technique. Moreover, he had suddenly attacked. In this kind of situation, even a first-rate master could fall into his trap if he was not careful.
When the young lady on the bed saw the middle-aged man's sword suddenly stabbing at Ye Xuan's neck, her eyes seemed to have turned red. She shut her eyes tightly, and her eyelashes were trembling. She was so scared that her face turned pale.
"Brat, in your next life, you will be reincarnated into me..." The longsword was getting closer and closer to Ye Xuan's neck. Seeing that the longsword was about to pierce through Ye Xuan's neck in the next second, a sinister smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face.
Soon enough, the middle-aged man's smile froze, and his eyes widened to the size of a bullfrog. He looked at Ye Xuan as if he had seen a ghost.
The middle-aged man's longsword stopped three inches away from Ye Xuan's throat. No matter how much force he exerted, the longsword could not move at all as if it was clamped by refined iron.
"You, you …" Looking at Ye Xuan, who only used two fingers to clamp his longsword, the middle-aged man was horrified and in disbelief. 'Since when did such a superb martial art master appear in the small Zhangzhou Prefecture?'
Looking at the middle-aged man, who was in a state of shock and despair. Ye Xuan expressionlessly shook his head. Then, his figure moved forward and his right leg suddenly kicked out. It was like a spirit snake coming out of its hole or a flood dragon coming out of the sea. In the blink of an eye, eighteen consecutive kicks landed on the middle-aged man's body. The middle-aged man's bones made a series of crackling sounds. Then, with a bang, his body was like a sharp arrow shot from a crossbow. He broke through the room and landed in front of the embroidery building.
"Whoosh! — — "
"What is it?"
"Who is it?"
"Thieves!"
"Thief, don't leave! Catch the thief!"
…
Before the middle-aged man was kicked out of the embroidery building, there was an explosion in the room. Coupled with the sound of him falling to the ground, if the guards in the Ye Mansion still didn't react, they would really be dead.
Soon, the originally quiet and dark Ye Mansion suddenly became abnormally noisy. The guards, servants, and servants all picked up torches and wooden sticks and ran into the inner courtyard.
The outer courtyard gradually became bright and noisy. Ye Xuan didn't pay any more attention to them. Instead, he walked to Ye Huan's bed. Looking at Ye Huan who was only wearing pajamas and had her acupoints sealed, Ye Xuan frowned. He didn't know where to start.
Perhaps for others. Ye Xuan still had some ideas, but for the magical acupoint sealing of ancient China, Ye Xuan was a little unprepared. Because the acupoint sealing of China didn't just rely on the magic of the human body's acupoints. It was also supported by the equally magical Internal Qi. If he didn't know how to unseal acupoints and tried to help others unseal acupoints, not only would he not be able to unseal the acupoints. It would also make things worse.
Looking at Ye Huan who was looking at him with a pitiful face, Ye Xuan didn't know how to comfort her. He smiled at her awkwardly and said, "Huan 'er, don't be afraid. I've already injured the thief and captured him. However, I don't know how to unseal your acupoints. Maybe when your second brother comes, he will have a way."
Huan 'er couldn't move her hands or speak. She could only look at Ye Xuan and blink her eyes. It seemed that she wanted to say that she wasn't afraid because her eldest brother was here.
Looking at the sound coming closer and closer, Ye Xuan thought for a moment. He looked around and took a relatively thick coat to put on her.
"The thief is here! The thief is here. Come, tie him up … "
"Where's the Third Miss … Huan 'er! … "
At this time, there was a burst of noisy shouting and messy footsteps outside the embroidery building. Then, several people appeared at the door of Ye Huan's room.
"Huan 'er, my daughter …" As soon as Madam Zhang saw Ye Huan sitting motionless on the bed, tears welled up in her eyes. She rushed to the bed and hugged Ye Huan, crying sadly.
"Xuan 'er? What are you doing here? " Seeing Ye Xuan appear in Ye Huan's room before them, a trace of suspicion flashed across Ye Fuquan's face. Looking at Ye Xuan's appearance, it was obvious that he had been waiting for them here for a long time.
"Father, I just finished reading in my room. I wanted to rest for a while and enjoyed the moon and the wind by the window. I didn't expect to see a person using Lightness Skill to fly from the outer courtyard to Huan's embroidery building. I was worried about Huan 'er's safety, so I rushed here." Ye Xuan looked at Ye Fuquan and said calmly.
"Oh?" Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Ye Fuquan thought that Ye Xuan was one step ahead of them. He looked at Ye Xuan and asked, "When you came up, did you see who saved Huan 'er and beat the thief down?"
From Ye Fuquan's point of view, his son had always been a weak scholar without the strength to truss a chicken. Naturally, he could not connect Ye Xuan with the chivalrous Jianghu swordsman who injured and captured the damned flower thief.
"Father, the person who injured the thief was me!" Regarding this matter, Ye Xuan did not intend to hide it from Ye Fuquan from the beginning. Only when Ye Fuquan knew that Ye Xuan was skilled in Kung Fu could he be at ease to let Ye Xuan go out to study.
"You?" Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Ye Fuquan obviously did not believe it. "Xuan 'er, you said that you injured the thief downstairs?"
"That's right, father. I know it's hard for you to believe it, but … bang!" With that, Ye Xuan suddenly raised his fist and fiercely smashed the solid wood square table beside him. With a "bang", the square table was directly smashed into pieces by Ye Xuan's fist, leaving only a wreckage.
"This, this …" It wasn't just Ye Fuquan. Behind him, even Ye Nian and Zhang Shi stared at the broken wooden table, eyes wide and speechless.
"Xuan 'er, this, what's going on?" Ye Fuquan had always thought that a weak scholar had suddenly become a martial arts master. Even if this person was his own son, it was hard for Ye Fuquan to accept this for a moment.
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