Chapter 5: The Beastly Eyes, the Battle of Dogs and Tigers

At this moment, Shen Mo's expression was quite peculiar; he did not seem to display any anger or excitement, but rather regarded Meng San'er with a playful gaze, surveying him from head to toe.

How is it? Today, Third Master is coming in to ask for a cup of wine from you. Let the bride personally serve it. You... you wouldn't deny me this favor, would you? Meng San seemed to see through Shen Mo in front of him. He grinned as he spoke, while also casting a lewd glance at Lu Yunhuan.

Yun Huan and Xiao Fu were overjoyed. The backbone of the family has returned, finally sparing them from a humiliation

At that very moment, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Shen Mo's mouth

This is where you are mistaken," Shen Mo said, shaking his head, his gaze fixed on Meng San's eyes

This is terrible! This new son-in-law turns out to be a mere facade, likely a good-for-nothing! If he, as a man, cannot even protect his own home, how will he manage in the future...

It was indeed Meng San'er, who, after the initial panic, upon seeing Shen Mo's indifferent demeanor and recalling Shen Mo's usual conduct, found his courage suddenly bolstered again.

You brat, do you think too little of me, Third Master?

What? Meng San was taken aback by Shen Mo's words, and he turned his gaze to take a glance at Lu Yunhuan.

Dealing with such a person, Shen Mo hardly needs to exert any mental effort. Not to mention stirring any waves in his mind.

Then, a look of pleasant surprise gradually appeared on the faces of the two beautiful women.

In an instant, Meng San felt a sharp pain that caused his vision to darken, and he let out a cry of agony as he helplessly collapsed to the ground

Meng San'er felt a darkness envelop him, and a cry of agony had yet to escape his throat. However, in the moment when Shen Mo raised his hand, he pinched Meng San'er's lower lip and closed his jaw, forcing a piercing scream to be stifled into a muffled groan

However, as soon as his body bent down, he felt his lower lip suddenly pinched between two fingers, lifting his body that was about to fall down with force

Seeing Meng San's fearless demeanor, Lu Yunhuan's heart, which had just begun to settle, immediately became anxious again. When she saw Shen Mo's calm and indifferent expression, her worry deepened significantly.

"Surname Shen! Do you dare to kill your family's Third Master?"

However, the sinister smile on Meng San's face became even more unrestrained

The two of them immediately approached as if they had seen a family member, taking a few steps forward and grabbing Shen Mo's sleeve, seeking refuge behind him as if escaping from disaster

In an instant, Meng San'er, who believed he had come to an understanding, suddenly became arrogant again

Moreover, Shen Mo is a public figure; it is unlikely that he would kill himself in broad daylight in his own yard

"It is not me who is saying this, Shen Daliang." Meng San squinted his eyes and glanced at Shen Mo, spat on the ground, and staggered over.

In these eyes, there flashed, in an instant, a gaze akin to that of a lion.

Who would have thought that before Meng Saner could start to throw a tantrum, suddenly, without any warning, a heavy iron ruler struck down on the bend of his leg, right at the same spot where he had just been hit!

At this moment, Meng San, after the shock and pain he had just experienced, had finally recovered a little in Shen Mo's hands. However, he suddenly remembered his identity as a landlord.

At the moment he raised his head, he saw Shen Mo's eyes

It was a gaze that was almost drowsy, yet sovereign and lofty, as if reigning supreme over all.

The pain in her lower lip was excruciating, yet Meng San'er could not even utter a sound

"Is this man really just a good-for-nothing?" Lu Yunhuan thought anxiously to herself, "As a constable, if he can't even handle such ruffians, how can we endure if this scoundrel comes to our home every day to cause trouble? How are we supposed to live like this?"

At this moment, Lu Yunhuan felt as if she were stepping on a bundle of cotton, sensing a profound emptiness throughout her body, with an overwhelming sense of void in her heart.

That is clearly the double pupils of a beast

Ah... only to see that the smile on Shen Mo's face grew even more pronounced. He turned to Meng San'er and said, "Actually, to be fair, today's incident really cannot be blamed on you..."

I have finally managed to have a home, and you are here to cause trouble... You even tore my new wife's clothes and left scratches on her body. Tell me, do you deserve to die?

Although his lower lip was firmly pinched by Shen Mo, making it difficult for him to speak clearly, he still shouted out loudly

Having married such a flower-like young lady, why hasn't anyone invited me to the wedding feast?" Meng San'er stepped forward, boldly poking Shen Mo's chest with his finger, his face displaying an expression of complete indifference

One could see that Lu Yun's attire was neat and tidy, and there was not a single mark on her body. Where were the torn clothes or the scratches left behind?

When she turned her face, she saw the expression on Xiao Fu's face. The little girl was so frightened that her lips had turned pale. Anger and fear made her small hands tightly clench into fists. At this moment, both the master and the servant were thinking of the same thing

Seeing Shen Mo smile at Meng San, it is unclear whether Shen Mo is afraid of Meng San'er. Lu Yunhuan and Xiao Fu felt as if they had suddenly fallen into an abyss!

... ...

In his previous life, Shen Mo most frequently interacted with such individuals. In fact, he had long been disguising himself as one of them!

In an instant, Meng San'er resumed his nonchalant demeanor, appearing indifferent to everything.

"This matter is truly not your fault," he said, his face still adorned with a faint smile as always. "Wolves do not devour flesh; if time passes, one might inevitably be mistaken for a husky... Are you alright?"

A glimmer of ferocity had already emerged in his gaze as he looked at Shen Mo

However, suddenly, he felt a heavy blow to the outer side of his knee

On one side, this miraculous transformation caused both Lu Yunhuan and her two attendants to widen their eyes in astonishment in an instant

"Dare you hit me?" At that moment, Meng San realized this point and immediately shouted in a fit of anger and embarrassment

Those eyes contained a calm provocation towards him, an indifference that disregarded him entirely, and a chilling disregard for flesh and life

Whether in the Song Dynasty or in modern times, there has never been a shortage of individuals like Meng San. Whether they are rascals or delinquents, they are merely different names for the same type of person. The temperament and psychology of these individuals have likely remained unchanged for thousands of years

Meng San was taken aback upon hearing this. He had been reckless in someone else's home, and yet he was caught red-handed! The young man was startled and immediately let go.

How could this kid have such a gaze? At this moment, Meng San felt a chill run through his entire body!

This Lu Lang... indeed remains as elusive as ever! Lu Yunhuan felt a mix of joy and surprise in her heart, looking at Shen Mo in disbelief, secretly thinking: "Can he not be normal just once?"

"At my age, I have just married a new wife, and you dare to come with the intention of insulting me." Shen Mo looked at Meng San'er with pity and shook his head

The iron ruler in Shen Mo's hand lightly tapped against his pant leg unintentionally. This iron ruler is a tool that the constable carries with him. Although it does not have a sharp edge, it is exceptionally effective for striking people.

Upon hearing this, Meng San'er felt a surge of joy in his heart

These rascals have always been reckless, claiming that they fear no one, not even the King of Heaven. Yet today, they actually fell into the hands of this usually pathetic fool! This made Meng San feel an overwhelming sense of humiliation, and the ensuing emotions became even more intense.