He had a knife in his hand and tried to block the strike, but he was still hit by the whip, feeling a sharp pain in that mont.
"You old fool, how dare you hit ! I’ll kill you with one slash!"
Bang Chui, hurt by the blow, was truly enraged. He didn’t care about the law at this point. Initially, he had intended to use the blunt side of the knife, but now he swung its sharpest edge at the driver.
The driver also had so Combat Power, known in the village as a martial arts master.
Usually, he worked for the main family here, helping out at ho when he could, and at night, he would train his disciples at the ancestral hall.
In the village, apart from the Lion Dance Team, since the village had grown wealthier in the past few years and more rich n had invested there, protecting the village had beco more critical, with militia patrolling at night.
The driver was the captain of the militia, a force paid for by Hongji. The night patrol not only protected their estate but also ensured the safety of their families.
As for the two factories, aside from gate guards, they had their own guards, all hired by the Tang Family, so Hongji didn’t need to worry about them.
Hongji did not amass his own private army; the village chief had officially sanctioned it.
Bang Chui and the driver began to fight, and other households joined in. They dared not target the precious daughters but felt bold enough to attack their driver.
Suddenly, four or five n were attacking one driver, while Ye Fengqi and Ye Shiqi seized the opportunity to get off the carriage and ran ho to seek help, unwilling to let their driver be bullied like this.
"Don’t you run away...! If you dare to run... Run once and you won’t get a second chance!" Ye Jinxiang, noticing the sisters escaping, shouted angrily, and her heavy feet stomped the ground.
"You maids, go after them...!" Ye Lanzi ordered the maids by her side to give chase, but the sisters, usually lazy and averse to exercise, how could they catch up to Ye Fengqi and Ye Shiqi? They could only watch as they fled!
"Oh, fatty, ugly girl, co and chase us if you can!" Ye Fengqi, while running, looked back and taunted them recklessly.
Ye Shiqi..., "Fourth Sister, speaking to them that way could cause them internal injury."
Ye Fengqi retorted with sarcasm, "They’d better drop dead, then they won’t be able to trouble anyone else!"
But the sisters didn’t need to run all the way ho. Word of the incident in the village center spread quickly and soone had already alerted the guard team. A crowd had rushed out to help.
Seeing so many people approaching, the house servants knew they were outnumbered and that the guard team was not to be trifled with. Many were poor farrs who feared nothing, not even threats against their families—a bunch of destitute folks.
Ye Shiqi and Ye Fengqi waited anxiously at the front door, truly concerned that the old driver might have been injured.
But when the driver returned, he was as dapper as ever, his clothes not a bit disheveled, his hair not at all ruffled.
Ye Shiqi..., indeed a strong man.
Ye Fengqi...: "Uncle, are you alright?"
"Ha ha, thanks for your concern, young ladies. Those weaklings stood no chance against us; we scared them off!"
The driver was heartened by the young ladies’ concern as they stood by the door—an act of kindness not often shown by other noble ladies.
That was among the reasons they were willing to risk their lives to protect this family. There were a few special ones they held in high regard, though they were employed by the Ye family, not every master was worthy of such loyalty.
Take Aunt Lai, for instance—Mrs. Lai could only elicit a chuckle!
"Ladies, are you alright?" The maid, who had been in the fields of the estate since morning, returned around noon.
Besides the cooks and laundry old woman, the family had only two little maids with a heavy workload.
As for the daughter of Aunt Lai, she had a wet nurse with her. As the Ye family grew richer, they should really hire more hands.
The family felt their house was not big enough to accommodate too many live-in workers. Unable to handle all the chores with the staff they had, they hired so part-ti workers who did not reside in the estate, coming early and leaving late.
"We are fine; don’t worry!" Ye Shiqi said to the maid who had heard the commotion and run out.
"Hmph, ladies without ladylike grace...!" Aunt Lai said in a quiet voice from the small house, hoping that those outside could hear.
The wet nurse lowered her head and did not respond. Seeing that no one reacted to her words, Aunt Lai gave her a disdainful look. She felt that saying more was a waste—after all, the wet nurse was the type who wouldn’t talk back.
It was just that... in this family, no one really paid her attention.
"Fourth Sister, Fifth Sister!" The two-year-old child called out softly from the grandmother’s arms.
"Yes, little uncle!"
Ye Shiqi and her fourth sister held no specific ill-will towards Aunt Lai as a person but towards the daughter she had borne.
They didn’t dislike the two-year-old child much and, having repeatedly told her to address them as if she were a younger brother, they were reluctant to ignore her, even though the title had led to many scoldings from her mother.
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