Chapter 55
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Massa wailed mournfully as blood splattered all over the ground from his right hand. But when he met Wen Yan's cold eyes, the wailing in his throat came to an abrupt stop. Fear made him lose the ability to react.
He saw death. He had been a tyrant in Luanshui City for more than ten years. It wasn't that he hadn't encountered other evolvers, but that he had always been cautious. That was why he had survived until now …
But he knew that he wouldn't be so lucky today.
Today, he had provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked. If he made such a mistake once, there would be no chance for him to repent.
But just as he was in despair, the terrifying man suddenly curved his lips and spoke to him in an almost gentle voice, "If I let you go back today, will you come looking for trouble again?"
Massa looked at Wen Yan blankly, but then he was overjoyed and hopeful. Could it be that this person didn't intend to kill him?
Wen Yan stared at him as if waiting for an answer.
Massa didn't dare fuss over his broken hand. He endured the pain and promised, "I-I definitely won't come again. Don't worry, my lord!"
Wen Yan continued, "But her father took ten thousand star coins from you."
Massa hurriedly said, "That, that's her father's fault. It has nothing to do with her. We promise not to come looking for her again! I swear! "
Wen Yan seemed to be very satisfied with his tactfulness. He finally lifted his foot and said indifferently, "Go, don't let me see you again."
Massa felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He didn't even want his broken hand on the ground. He and his companions supported each other and turned to flee.
Ji Ling and Judy stood to the side, watching the scene in a daze.
After a long while, Ji Ling finally recovered from the unforeseen event. He looked at Wen Yan with a complicated expression. If Wen Yan hadn't arrived in time, he might have died inexplicably.
Wen Yan looked at the young man's pale face, his eyes filled with worry. He said hoarsely, "I saw that you weren't back yet, so I came to see. Fortunately, I ran into you. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unthinkable."
Ji Ling stammered, "Y-yes."
It had been terrifying just now. He had thought that he could chase those people away and had even gotten carried away. But he had underestimated those people's viciousness and despicableness. He had almost died.
At this thought, Ji Ling lowered his head in disappointment.
A dark emotion surfaced in Wen Yan's eyes as he recalled the thrilling scene just now. If he hadn't been following Ji Ling because he was worried, Ji Ling would have suffered a mishap … How could he have easily spared the lives of those villains?
The reason why he let Massa go was because he didn't want the youth to see his dark and cruel side.
Wen Yan suppressed the bloodlust in his heart and once again said gently to Ji Ling, "Let's go home."
Judy also came back to her senses at this time. Although her heart was still shaken and her face was pale and sad, she still sincerely said to them, "Thank you for today."
Wen Yan smiled slightly, "It was nothing."
Judy looked at Wen Yan with an uneasy expression. Although Wen Yan had helped her, she still felt that Wen Yan was a bit scary. In front of him, she wouldn't be as relaxed as she was in front of Ji Ling. It was inevitable that she would be a bit reserved.
Wenyan held Ji Ling's hand and supported him by the arm as they boarded the carriage to return to their home in the City Lord's Mansion.
Both of them were silent along the way.
Wen Yan personally escorted Ji Ling back to his bedroom.
Ji Ling thought about it. Afraid that Wen Yan would worry, he said, "I'm fine. You don't have to …"
But before he could finish speaking, he saw Wen Yan suddenly grab his hand. His eyes looked sad and he said in a low voice, "Let me help you treat your wound."
Ji Ling was stunned. He looked down and found that there was a trace of blood seeping out from the knuckles on the back of his hand. He must have accidentally hurt himself during the fight. After all, he only had a C-rank constitution. He wasn't invulnerable. But because his mind had been so tense, he hadn't noticed it …
Ah, I didn't expect it to be a scratch! Seeing Wen Yan like this, if he didn't let him treat it, he would definitely overthink things. Ji Ling thought about it and obediently sat on the chair, letting Wen Yan treat his wound.
Wen Yan brought disinfectant alcohol and gauze from the room next door. He said in a hoarse voice, "It will hurt a little. Please bear with it."
Ji Ling nodded. When the alcohol fell on the back of his hand, it did hurt a little, but it wasn't to the extent that he couldn't bear it. He frowned slightly and pursed his lips, not saying anything.
Wen Yan lowered his head, his movements gentle and focused, as if he was treating an incomparably precious treasure. After a while, he finished treating Ji Ling. He raised his head, his eyes filled with self-blame. He said slowly, "It was my negligence. I didn't protect you well."
Ji Ling shook his head. "No one could have predicted this. How can I blame you? I should thank you for saving me today. "
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