"I know you’re certainly in a whirlwind of thoughts today, but can we give each other so ti, calm down, and then discuss this matter properly?"
She sighed deeply, tears welling up in her moist eyes.
"Right now... I’m very confused. I’m worried I might have done sothing wrong, and I’m also worried you won’t believe , Zong Jun. Tell , since you regained your mory, have I ever hard you? Have I ever treated you badly?"
She knew that Zong Jun was a soft-hearted person. Using her frailty to set a trap, she dragged out the ti and brought him to an inn located dozens of miles outside the city.
This was the only inn within a ten-mile radius where one could rest. Runing City was a major comrcial hub, and this inn was conveniently located along the trade route, benefiting many passersby.
As night approached, Wen Qiang took him inside: "Let’s rest for a night and have sothing to eat, shall we?"
After they entered, it was an old woman who greeted them with a smile.
She served them fine tea, giving Wen Qiang a aningful glance: "My guests, this is the newly arrived tea in our store. Please have a taste."
Upon receiving the cup of tea, Wen Qiang found a note under it.
Zong Jun didn’t notice. He only sniffed the tea cautiously before putting the cup down and continuing to ask.
"Qiang’er, at this point, I have only one question. I hope you can tell now."
"Who am I."
Wen Qiang smiled, yet before she could speak, a voice suddenly ca from outside!
"You once served as a Hanlin Editor, the eldest son of the Ruan Family, Ruan Qingsong! You’re my nephew!"
With a kick, the big aunt burst through the door, making an imposing entrance.
Her gaze lowered with disdain as it fell on Wen Qiang, full of contempt: "He’s certainly not the husband this lying spirit talks about."
The big aunt shot a sharp glance, her eyes fierce.
Seeing these uninvited guests, Wen Qiang’s face changed drastically. She imdiately shielded Zong Jun, gazing at the aunt defensively.
"Who are you?!"
The big aunt laughed out loud: "Didn’t I make myself clear enough just now?"
"What about you, going to such lengths to harm our Song’er and deceive him into thinking he’s your husband! How shaless for a young lady!"
"Stop saying nonsense!"
Wen Qiang shouted angrily, griping Zong Jun tightly as she spoke, "Zong Jun, we’ve never even seen these people before. Don’t believe their slander. They..."
However, before she could finish, Zong Jun had already noticed Ruan Mian behind the aunt.
He suddenly recalled that Ruan Mian was the one who had mistaken him for her brother that day.
In his confusion, Ruan Mian also called out to him.
"Brother."
This incredibly familiar term seed to reverberate in his eyes, lingering there!
Though Ruan Qingsong still couldn’t rember anything, the word "brother" gave him a strong sense of familiarity.
Seeing this, Wen Qiang’s eyes turned fierce instantly.
She made a quick signal to the old woman upstairs.
Soon, the old woman ca up with good wine and food, insisting that the aunt sit down.
"Guests, everything can be discussed calmly while seated! You see, it’s not easy for to run a business here at this inn, so please don’t scare away my other guests."
The big aunt, being a businesswoman herself, sympathized with the old woman’s difficulties and softened her attitude a bit.
"If that’s the case, let’s sit down and talk properly. I’ll also tell my nephew how much his parents at ho and his wife and children miss him."
The aunt adjusted her skirt and sat properly; however, Shaoxi noticed sothing strange about the plate of at beside her.
When the aunt stood up to pour wine, Shaoxi imdiately stopped her, frowning slightly and shaking her head.
This action caught the old woman’s attention, and she laughed: "What do you an, young lady? Are you afraid I’ve poisoned the wine and food?"
Shaoxi scoffed, quickly whispering to Ruan Mian and the aunt: "That appetizer isn’t ordinary at."
Upon hearing this, the aunt’s face turned grim imdiately, but before she could speak, the old woman couldn’t sit still anymore.
Suddenly, a few burly n rushed out from the adjoining room, holding cleavers tightly as they charged unhesitatingly at the aunt!
Shaoxi, quick as a flash, pulled the aunt aside, drawing a dagger from her sleeve, and stabbed it cleanly into the chest of the man in front of her.
The old woman suddenly transford into a new persona, her twisted face raising a gleaming cleaver nacingly: "You refuse monk at and instead attack my people!"
"Now that you are trapped in my inn, don’t even think about leaving alive!"
Ruan Mian saw more people charging at them. Her gaze turned vicious, and instinctively reached for the Jade Bracelet, unwilling to waste a mont on these villains!
However, a glance caught her brother rushing toward her! She imdiately stopped, wary of scaring or hurting him with the beast.
"Go!"
Zong Jun kicked away a charging foe, pushing Ruan Mian to leave quickly.
The big aunt also picked up a cleaver soone had dropped on the ground, cutting down an attacker without hesitation!
These days in the garrison weren’t wasted idly.
She even learned so hidden weaponry techniques.
Rolling up her sleeves, she unleashed sharp darts bound on her arms, shooting them out!
An agonized wailing filled the air as both sides engaged in full-scale combat.
The old woman and her cronies clearly didn’t expect that just a few won could stand up to them with such resistance!
Moreover, they had concealed weapons that injured many.
Their anger spilled over, and the old woman fired a signal flare.
The aunt rushed to Ruan Mian: "Mianmian! We have no choice, call external help!"
Outnumbered and facing a prepared adversary, relying only on the three won proved futile—even Shaoxi, with her one-against-ten capabilities, couldn’t hold off so many attackers.
Ruan Mian wasted no ti, seizing the chaos to reach for the Jade Bracelet!
She summoned the fierce beast instantly!
Before anyone could react, a roar filled the air as the White Tiger, its bloody maw wide open, lunged forward.
Everyone’s expression changed drastically; Ruan Mian and her group no longer needed to fight much, as the lone large tiger swept through over a dozen n.
The big aunt, thrilled, patted the hulking creature’s rear encouragingly: "Good tiger! I’ll buy you at to eat!"
With that, she swiftly led Zong Jun and Ruan Mian out of the sinister inn. Wen Qiang had long disappeared.
The aunt recalled the earlier lee and knew what kind of person Wen Qiang was.
"This black inn was most likely in cahoots with Wen Qiang. When the old woman attacked, Wen Qiang had already escaped in the chaos!"
Gasping for breath, she turned toward Zong Jun, slightly calr: "Song’er, are you alright?"
Seeing his slightly unfamiliar gaze, the aunt realized and empathetically patted his shoulder, speaking solemnly.
"You’ve suffered. That day, when you left Wuheng to find Mianmian’s whereabouts in Xingjia, none of us expected you’d end up in the Wen Mansion."
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