Chapter 226: Chapter 226

Er Gouzi was kicked and stumbled to the ground, rolling and crawling to the sack nearby.

As soon as he opened a corner, he saw a swollen face with black eyes staring up, shocking Er Gouzi, "This, this, this... it’s Xiong Da!"

Zhen Fantong heard and frowned as he walked to the sack, indeed seeing Xiong Da, who had fallen unconscious, half his body still wrapped in the sack.

Zhen Fantong angrily kicked him, "Useless waste! Fentong! I didn’t tell you to wrap yourself up!"

Er Gouzi weakly reminded from the side, "Princely Heir, this seems to be a bit off..."

"Why is Xiong Da in the sack? And how did this sack get inside?"

With this reminder, Zhen Fantong slowly realized and took a few steps outside, looking at the open courtyard gate, "Xiong Er, Xiong San?"

At this moment, the two brothers stood terrified in the corner, their faces similarly swollen and blue, looking like pig heads.

"Spare us, heroine! Please don’t kick us flying! We’ll walk ourselves, we’ll do whatever you say! We’ll listen to you!"

Yun Ran scoffed and rolled her eyes; she didn’t plan on kicking them, okay? It’s tiring!

Xiong Er and Xiong San exchanged a glance, decisively laying on the ground and rolled inside.

Just rolling to Zhen Fantong’s feet.

Without thinking, Zhen Fantong lifted a foot to kick, "You two useless tubs! Where’s the person I told you to tie up?!"

He had just finished speaking when he saw Yun Ran gracefully stride through the main gate.

The veil masked her beauty, those starlit eyes so pretty it was hard to look away.

Zhen Fantong’s face flashed with a hint of wickedness, which was soon replaced by overwhelming anger and hatred, mixed with a deep fear. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦•𝘯𝘦𝘵

"Someone come! Capture this vicious dead woman for me!"

The guards he brought immediately surged toward Yun Ran, relying on their numbers to surround her.

Zhen Fantong arrogantly, "Tie her up for me, take her to the rack!"

Yun Ran slightly raised her eyebrows, a cold light flashed through her eyes, her hands never showing mercy, striking swiftly and fiercely, like thunder and wind, knocking all the guards down without pause.

Each curled on the ground, wailing for their parents.

Zhen Fantong was dumbfounded seeing this scene.

He had seen Yun Ran fighting last time, knew she knew martial arts, so he deliberately chose a batch of experts this time!

But his experts why this...?

Yun Ran sneered and walked toward Zhen Fantong.

In an instant, the fear dormant deep in his heart was awakened, causing Zhen Fantong to retreat repeatedly, shouting, "Xiong Er, Xiong San, hurry protect me!"

Xiong Er and Xiong San stood still.

Joking? Protect you? Can we even beat her?

If not for you, we wouldn’t be in this miserable situation!

Seeing the situation, Zhen Fantong panicked further, "Er, Er, Er Gouzi, save me!"

Er Gouzi loyally blocked in front of Zhen Fantong, "Cousin Miss, please show mer..."

He hadn’t finished the word ’cy’ before Yun Ran kicked him three meters away.

Er Gouzi: Who am I? Where am I? What happened?

"Tie him up on the rack for me."

Upon hearing, Xiong Er and Xiong San immediately stepped forward, ignoring Zhen Fantong’s angry curses and roars, tied him up and together carried him to the rack.

"Xiong Fentong! You two betrayal dogs! I’m going to skin, disassemble, and grind you to bits!"

"Lin Wanyue! What do you want to do? If you dare touch me, my father won’t let you go!"

Yun Ran’s gaze swept over the various torture tools, her casual demeanor changed abruptly upon seeing the jade objects, her eyes showing an eerie chill.

Some people have sin and darkness etched in their bones; as long as they have breath left, they cannot seek goodness.

Zhen Fantong was scared by her intimidating aura, even his voice trembling a bit.

"If you, you, you just let me go, I’ll give you gold and silver jew..."

His unfinished words turned into a scream akin to a butchered pig.

Yun Ran pulled the dagger from his thigh, glanced at the blood-dripping tip without hesitation, and sank the dagger into his flesh again.

Zhen Fantong’s screams pierced the clouds, leaving the guards in the courtyard shivering in fear, wishing to escape but unable to move.

"Lin Wanyue... My father... will definitely... shatter... you to... pi..."

Feeling intense pain, Zhen Fantong’s voice weakened, completely losing momentum.

Yun Ran saw a maid shivering behind the rack and another maid unconscious with a chopped-off hand, frowned, and walked toward them.

"Spare us, miss! Spare us, miss!"

The maid kneeled with a "thud," incessantly kowtowing.

Yun Ran helped her up, cared for the other maid’s wound, and bandaged it.

Taking advantage of this moment, Zhen Fantong again threatened Yun Ran, saying if she was sensible, she should free him, he wouldn’t hold it against her, or the entire Ding’an Marquis Mansion would not spare her!

Yun Ran simply ordered Xiong Er and Xiong San to put him to sleep.

This phrase left Zhen Fantong stunned, and even Xiong Er and Xiong San baffled, looking at Yun Ran with two pairs of eyes like copper bells, disbelief apparent.

"Heroine, what did you say?!"

Yun Ran raised an eyebrow, "What? Didn’t hear clearly?"

Xiong Er and Xiong San automatically interpreted: Since it wasn’t heard clearly, ears are not necessary!

Instantly energized, "Heard, heard clearly!"

Yun Ran glanced at Zhen Fantong on the rack, her tone eerily cool, "Then, why not go?"

Xiong Er and Xiong San: "..."

Go? Go where? They didn’t like stinky men, and especially not round tubs ...

Yun Ran’s subtle gaze swept to them, her brows lightly raised, "What? Not going?"

Xiong Er and Xiong San: Can we skip this?

But deep down, they knew that if they didn’t go, they’d be reporting to King Yan in no time.

The two gritted their teeth, accepted their fate, "Go!"

From the room soon rose Zhen Fantong’s enraged yelling.

"You reckless dogs! Touch me, and I kill your families! Kill... Ahhh! Get off!"

"Lin Wanyue! Lin Wanyue, you wicked serpent woman! I won’t let you go! I’ll throw you into the lowest green..."

Zhen Fantong’s words were cut off as Yun Ran’s finger wind hit his acupoint from a distance, his clothes already stripped off by Xiong Er and Xiong San.

Yun Ran found no interest in viewing a live picture book, turning back to the courtyard.

Xiong Er and Xiong San felt a glimmer of hope, thinking maybe they didn’t need to really act, just make some noise and commotion, but a chilling clear voice floated on the wind.

"If you’re tired of living as humans and wish to experience being ghosts, go ahead and be clever."

Upon hearing, the two dared not scheme, forcing themselves to do the deed with immense reluctance.