??Chapter 229: Chapter 229 Crying with a Grieving Face
Chapter 229: Chapter 229 Crying with a Grieving Face
“Hmm.”
Xuexue imdiately threw off Auntie Zhang’s hand covering her mouth, “Auntie Zhang, were you trying to suffocate ?”
“This… this… I ant well, it was just a mont of panic.” Auntie Zhang was sowhat embarrassed, and leaned closer to Xuexue, whispering, “They’re the town bullies, and they even have people bought in the governnt office. They virtually rule the whole town, so it’s better not to offend them.”
“Is Auntie Zhang suggesting I should beco his seventh concubine?”
“This… this… Ah, you know that’s not what I an.” Auntie Zhang, afraid that Xuexue would misunderstand her as fawning over those in power, beca anxious.
“Alright! Auntie Zhang, I know you an well and are worried about us getting into trouble.”
“Yes, yes, that’s exactly what I an.” Auntie Zhang sighed in relief, thankful that Xuexue hadn’t misunderstood her.
“But, we’re not causing trouble, trouble has co knocking, and we still have to face it, don’t we? We can’t just go along with their wishes and beco so damned concubine, can we?”
“Then…”
“Auntie Zhang, this matter doesn’t concern you, you should go back to selling your jewelry. Big Bull and I will handle it.” Xuexue had just said this when she heard Master Zhang howling in pain, like the cry of ghosts and the howl of wolves.
Auntie Zhang turned to look and her face imdiately changed color. Big Bull had made Master Zhang wail in pain. This was serious, so she quickly turned to Xuexue, “Xuexue, you should go and convince Big Bull not to offend these evildoers, or how will you continue doing business in town in the future?”
Xuexue had co here early in the morning, and hadn’t even started doing business when she ran into these troubles. Annoyed, she said, “These people are begging for a lesson. Let Big Bull teach them one, maybe then they’ll learn so restraint.”
“Oh my! You young people really don’t know what’s good for you.” Auntie Zhang shook her head, and seeing that she couldn’t persuade Xuexue, she returned to her own stall with a worried face but kept her eyes on the situation here.
Big Bull was gripping Master Zhang’s wrist tightly and was not letting go, even tightening his grip.
Master Zhang’s face turned the color of pig liver, his forehead was covered in dense sweat beads, but he did not forget to act tough, “Ah…! It hurts
to death, you stinkin’ kid. I advise you to let go of Master right now, or you’re going to pay for it later.”
The few fair-weather friends beside him were also panicked. If anything happened to Master Zhang, they certainly couldn’t escape the bla. They quickly tried to reason with Big Bull, “Young man, whatever it is, please let go of Master Zhang first, alright?”
“Let him go or not, my wife gets the final say, who do you think you are?” Big Bull fud. This fat pig actually wanted his wife for himself—was he out of his mind? Was his wife soone who could be taken so lightly?
“Yes, yes.”
The n made sorrowful faces, and quickly turned to Xuexue for help, with pleading looks, “Miss, we didn’t recognize your stature, please ask your husband to let Master Zhang go, or his hand will be broken.”
“Weren’t you the ones trying to snatch
to beco his seventh concubine?” Xuexue sneered, recalling how eager these lackeys had been monts ago.
“We were just joking, Miss, please don’t take it seriously,” the n echoed in agreent.
Now, with Master Zhang in Big Bull’s hands, they dared not say anything out of line, fearing that one wrong move would anger this lady and Big Bull might break Master Zhang’s wrist. Then they could forget about ever getting by in Jingshan Town.
They flattered Master Zhang, hoping he would look after their businesses, but talk about bad luck—they had just happily co out from the Brothel and bumped into Xuexue. They had thought her just a country girl; if Master Zhang wanted her and took her, then so be it. They hadn’t expected that she had such a formidable figure by her side, soone with surprising strength in his arms; Master Zhang’s wrist was already being crushed to the point of bleeding.
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