Chapter 2, Invitation

Yu Ziyuan looked up in surprise, her eyes filled with increasing worry. For some reason, she had a feeling that something had changed with her younger brother. Although she did not know whether this change was good or bad, it left her with a rare sense of helplessness

A flash of red appeared, and the woman had already arrived in front of Yu Linghe, reaching out to embrace him in her arms

This is a man of about thirty years, who looked at Yu Ziyuan and Shen Sheng and laughed, saying: "So you two really came out of the swamp, congratulations"

As Yu Ziyuan turned her head and looked at her younger brother, the brilliance in her eyes instantly softened.

"Little brother, who hurt you?"

Uncle Fu stood in front of him, smiling amiably with a hint of insincerity on his old face

Yu Ziyuan silently watched until these people had left before slowly saying: "Why did you take action first"

Shen Sheng took advantage of the opportunity and said: "Zi Yuan, I can take care of your younger brother for you"

Yu Linghe forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, sister. I'm fine"

Shen Sheng stopped in his tracks, hands clasped behind his back, and coldly said: "Get lost"

stationery store, almost all the items in that stationery store are available

In an instant, a surge of fervor flooded into Shen Sheng's mind. Although Shen Sheng did not have any particular intentions, Yu Linghe had already discerned many things from that one glance.

Gently pressing on the back of his hand, Yu Ziyuan said softly: "Brother, I will be back shortly, and when I return, I will bring you something nice."

Mao Sanfan cast a resentful glance at him, not daring to utter a word, and turned to leave. Although the four strong men were injured with severed limbs and missing teeth, each one was sweating profusely from the pain, yet they endured and left.

Shen Sheng chuckled silently and said, "What is there to be afraid of" hetushu .com .com

Miss Zi Yuan had clearly entered the swamp and had been missing for half a year. Even those who had the utmost confidence in her would have thought that she had long since perished. However, now, as they looked at the beautiful young girl before them, her face filled with frost and her imposing demeanor, a chill surged within their hearts, and they silently lamented their plight

Young master, you have returned...

Yu Linghe's breath was almost taken away, and his face instantly turned bright red. Although he knew that this was his sister, it was still the first time he had such intimate contact with a woman.

However, at this moment, his behavior is considered a normal reaction. If he were to appear unfazed, that would indeed raise suspicions

Two figures had quietly arrived at some point, one of whom was a young man in stylish attire, exuding charm and elegance. As he walked, he carried an extraordinary presence; although still at a distance, the fierce and unparalleled aura was already palpable.

When the figure of Yu Ziyuan vanished from sight, the cries within Yu Linghe's body finally ceased

With her delicate brows slightly furrowed, Yu Ziyuan said: "My lord, we have just returned, weary from our travels, and have yet to freshen up..."

She was originally like a piece of ice that is difficult to melt; at this moment, her heart was filled with a sharp killing intent, making her aura even more chilling

"Young Master, regarding Young Master..."

He stepped forward and also threw a punch. Mao Sanfan shouted in alarm, his face filled with panic, and braced himself to meet the punch head-on.

Before Yu Linghe had a chance to react, she heard Uncle Fu beside her say: "Miss Yu, I have failed in my duty. These few people came here yesterday while I was in the city on business, claiming they wanted to purchase the divine land of your family. When the young master refused, they resorted to violence against people and property. By the time I returned, the young master had already been injured and was unconscious."

The man laughed heartily, his gaze falling upon Yu Linghe, and said: "Miss Yu, this is your brother whose meridians are naturally sealed, isn't it? Hehe, the city lord has already prepared the items, just waiting for you to come and collect them."

Suddenly, a long howl echoed from afar, seemingly arriving at this courtyard in just a moment.

A flicker of anger flashed in the eyes of the woman in red as she coldly said, "Alright"

Shen Sheng hesitated for a moment and unconsciously glanced at Yu Linghe

Everyone looked at each other in confusion and left helplessly, but as they watched Yu Linghe being carried into the house by Uncle Fu, each person's heart held a single thought

Moreover, his control over strength is just right; even with such a heavy blow, no one has been knocked unconscious.

Because at that very moment, he suddenly realized that it seemed as if there were many more things in his mind. Although it was merely a fleeting glimpse, it nonetheless allowed him to "see" very clearly

As Yu Ziyuan suddenly raised her head, an endless brilliance instantly blossomed in her gaze

Yu Ziyuan immediately felt the intense heat in her younger brother's eyes. Her heart trembled, and she turned around to protect him once more, whispering: "Little brother, rest assured, I will not allow anyone to bully you again"

After a moment, she finally nodded slowly and said, "Alright, I will go with you."

With a clash of fists, Mao Sanfan let out a pained groan and staggered back several steps, his face turning pale, devoid of any trace of color.

The sound was not loud, but the moment it reached the ears of the crowd, it produced a completely opposite effect that was strikingly different

He stepped forward and came before the first big man, delivering a seemingly ordinary punch. This punch was neither rushed nor slow, and the big man quickly raised his hand to block it. However, he was immediately horrified to discover that within this unremarkable punch lay an unimaginable force, which forcibly pushed his fist aside. The power of this punch was so fierce that his arm emitted a crisp "crack" sound, resulting in a fracture.

With a slight nod of satisfaction, Yu Ziyuan gently stroked her younger brother's head, yet she felt an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart. However, she quickly composed herself and said in a low voice, "Let's go." The three figures vanished in an instant, leaving no trace behind.

A series of calls brought Yu Linghe, who was somewhat dazed, back to focus again

The faces of Mao Sanfan and others turned ashen, and they were inwardly lamenting their plight

The body of the Han man soared into the air, crashing heavily to the ground. His eyes were tightly shut, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, unaware of how many teeth had been knocked out by that punch

Shen Sheng shook his head repeatedly and said, "Ziyuan, you are exceptionally intelligent and should understand my meaning. Even if you and I join forces, we are still insignificant compared to the Mao family. We can confront Mao Sanfan, but if it comes to taking his life, that is something we cannot bear."

The young man in athletic attire moved swiftly, his pace as fast as the wind. With each punch, he effortlessly sent all four burly men flying. Under the force of his fists, these four individuals had no ability to resist; each one was disarmed with a single blow, and a slap knocked out a mouthful of teeth.

A wave of annoyance surged within Ling He, as these people had just stood by and watched, and now they were coming out to express their concern; he could hardly be bothered to respond

Behind him, however, there was a striking figure resembling a flame, a woman of stunning beauty and graceful form, approaching from afar, as if she were a celestial being. Yet, her face bore an incongruous expression of coldness, her entire presence akin to a massive block of ice, exuding a powerful aura that warned others to keep their distance

A chill ran through Ling He’s heart; for some reason, he felt a twinge of reluctance. Instinctively, he reached out and grasped his sister's sleeve, unwilling to let her go.

Shen Sheng spread his hands and said, "I am afraid you might strike too hard and end up killing them directly, which would make it difficult to explain later"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Gentlemen, the Lord of the City has heard that you have returned safely and is very pleased. He has instructed me to come immediately to invite you both to a banquet." He paused for a moment and added with a smile, "May I ask if you would be able to accept the invitation?"

Amidst a chorus of exclamations, Uncle Fu, displaying agility that was entirely inconsistent with his age, swiftly seized Yu Linghe and called out: "Everyone, Young Master Yu's injuries have not yet healed and require careful recuperation. I kindly ask you all to return and visit again tomorrow."

Not only that, the force of this punch showed no signs of weakening and struck fiercely against his face

A figure flashed by, and someone had already seized the opportunity before Yu Ziyuan; it was none other than the elegant young man.

A look of incredulous ecstasy appeared on Linghe's face as he murmured, "Sister, sister, sister..." He reached out to touch, and immediately his hand was filled with tears

When he looked up, he realized that the doors around him had all been opened, and several people from each household came up to greet him

With her eyes closed, Yu Linghe lay down straight like this.

His lips trembled slightly, and even in his old eyes, there seemed to be a few drops of murky tears.

He let out a long breath, and his body suddenly began to tremble violently

Uncle Fu's body trembled heavily, and he suddenly turned his head to look outside. At that moment, all his signs of aging, all his calmness and seriousness, seemed to have been cast away into the clouds.

Yu Linghe felt utterly confused upon hearing this, yet he had a vague sense that it might not be a good thing after all

Yu Ziyuan and the other person exchanged a serious glance and returned the greeting earnestly

If it were not for the protection of his elder sister, he might truly have been bullied by others, or even beaten to death without anyone caring

A flash of brilliance flickered in Ziyuan's eyes as she said, "They have bullied us so brazenly, do we really intend to let it go so easily?"

Ziyuan angrily said: "Then what about my brother? Should he be bullied by him?"

Could it be that this fellow has truly gained insight

However, that beauty, resembling an iceberg, instantly pushed him away and looked at him with confusion, her eyes suddenly filled with a surge of anger

He was horrified in his heart, secretly exclaiming that it was a ghost.

Yu Ziyuan suddenly raised her head, seemingly stirred by some emotion, but when she turned to look at Yu Linghe again, her gaze became somewhat reluctant to part.

Yu Linghe stammered slightly, reluctantly withdrawing his hand and gently nodding his head. However, within his body, there was a voice that was almost uncontrollable, shouting: "Sister, please don't go"

Why did this body lose control so much when encountering this sister? So, is the one who hosts this body truly himself?

Shen Sheng stepped forward and suddenly said, "Ziyuan, do you still remember what happened half a year ago, before we entered the swamp?" His expression was solemn as he continued, "Perhaps you should consider the lord's proposal."

Mao Sanfan's expression changed dramatically, and he took several steps back, calling out in a fierce yet cowardly manner: "Shen Sheng, do you dare to hit me?"

He was astonished; could it be that his crossing over and possessing a body was not enough, and even the stationery store had come along as well

The four strong men endured excruciating pain yet could not lose consciousness, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, appearing utterly miserable