Chapter 17: A Pair of Scissors Part Three

“Yeah, you are. I didn’t beat you for nothing.” The woman fixed a few strands of her hair that were swaying in the wind before her forehead and pointed behind Li Xiaozong. “I won’t trouble you anymore, but your trouble is here.”

Li Xiaozong turned around and saw more than a dozen figures walking close. He frowned and said bitterly, “This is indeed a trouble,”

“You can take care of your own trouble.”

Seeing this woman leave, Li Xiaozong rubbed his face that swelled up due to the beating he received earlier while saying anxiously, “Can you leave after taking care of this trouble for me?”

The woman replied while walking away, “Don’t act pitiable in front of me. I beat you since you were too arrogant. I didn’t kill you since my man told me not to kill anyone before he left. I have to listen to my man; I have to maintain his image, right?”

Li Xiaozong said in anger, “You said that you wouldn’t hit others’ faces!”

The woman snorted. “How can you beat someone without hitting their faces?”

…

Mu Xiaoyao couldn’t move. Her red silk ribbon was grasped by that gloomy man. She could fight a little in the beginning, but her body seemed to be trapped inside an invisible cage now. She couldn’t move with her arms raised, and she couldn’t exert any force.

“Da Quan!” she shouted since she couldn’t turn around and see.

“I’m here!” Da Quan sounded like he was in trouble. Since his voice was close, Mu Xiaoyao slightly turned her head and saw Da Quan puking blood and crawling toward her. A man in an official uniform was slowly trailing behind Da Quan while staring at his back and saying, “Too bad, the skin of a stinky man. Big Brother don’t want to me skin this woman, but my hands want to skin people. What should I do?”

While crawling and spatting blood, Da Quan said, “I heard that Great Sui is where the demons and devils run loose. Now, I know that it isn’t a rumor.”

“It was something that a bald donkey on the Great Snow Mountain said. It is less than a fart in my ears.” It wasn’t Mu One, Mu Two, or Mu Xiaoyao who said that. It was a woman who carried a heated bag and wore a blue floral cotton jacket, a pair of cotton pants, and a pair of green floral embroidered cotton shoes. She looked like an auntie who was about to sell eggs on the market.

“Yun’s owner’s wife?” Fang Jie who was on the ground widened his eyes, and he looked at this figure in disbelief.

“Why are you here? Quickly go away!” Fang Jie shouted, but Mu One stepped on his chest, forcing another mouthful of thick blood out of his mouth.

“My man is on a distant trip, so I’m here to go away with you… Little Fang Jie, what do you think? Didn’t you say that you won’t marry anyone but me? I made this decision after thinking hard for a while. You can’t go back on your words now. Otherwise… I will turn you into an eunuch.” Du Hongxian smiled; her smile was extremely charming tonight.

While speaking, she took out a pair of scissors from her bag as if she was doing a magic trick and gestured with it.