The two men thrust their long staffs forward. The curved saber’s blade cut a semicircular arc, and the long staffs were instantly shortened. Qiu Ruhai habitually leaned forward, about to strike the two women’s shoulders with a palm, when he immediately heard Qiu Yang’s scolding from behind and turned back to withdraw his hand.
“Yes, yes, Uncle Hai is so obedient~”
As soon as Qiu Yang said this, he realized he had spoken out of turn and immediately covered his mouth. At this moment, Yang Lingxue seized the opportunity and finally found the black saber pressed beneath Liu Yu’s body.
However, the black saber was far heavier than she had imagined, and coupled with her own lack of strength, she found herself increasingly struggling.
Qiu Ruhai glanced at the careless Qiu Yang, immediately dodged the short staffs attacking him from the two women, and rushed to Yang Lingxue’s front. The two women were alarmed and about to respond when Shi Jingtian arrived first, pulling Yang Lingxue away.
“You want this saber? Just say so!”
Qiu Ruhai stepped on the saber’s hilt with one foot. The moment the blade tilted upwards, he kicked the saber with his foot. A whistling sound filled the air as the blade sliced through the air like a lightning bolt, narrowly grazing Shi Jingtian’s ear!
*Bang!*
The blade accurately struck the sheep’s head ornament hanging on the wall, the tip firmly embedded in the wall, emitting a humming vibration.
“Oh my, that’s my dad’s favorite ornament. Uncle Hai, don’t mess around, okay? Hurry up and kill that lousy doctor and grab my celestial sister, alright?” Qiu Yang slumped on the leather sofa, seemingly impatient but refraining from pushing too hard due to Uncle Hai’s imposing presence.
Qiu Ruhai’s body paused slightly. Feeling two gusts of strong wind approaching, he suddenly retracted his saber and leaped upwards, barely dodging the pincer attack from the two women’s short staffs. As he descended, he used the force from Ye Lan’s short staff to violently propel himself upwards, executing a hawk-like pounce and kicking Shi Jingtian in the back. Both of them tumbled forward several times, crashing into the doorframe. The flying shards of glass easily cut Yang Lingxue’s clean, fair white arm.
Blood flowed from her arm, while Shi Jingtian seemed to have injured his spine and was unable to stand up for a while.
When Qiu Yang saw the beauty injured, it felt as though a knife had pierced his heart. He clutched his chest and roared involuntarily:
“Damn it! Old ghost Hai, you’ve gone too far! I told you not to hurt my celestial sister, are you deaf?”
“Say that again?” Qiu Ruhai’s eyes were as sharp and cold as knives. When he turned to look at Qiu Yang, he was like a lone wolf!
“Uncle Hai, Uncle Hai, please calm down. I’m just anxious. Please understand, hehe.” Qiu Yang plastered a smile on his face, but cursed inwardly. When Qiu Ruhai turned back to deal with the other two women, he immediately raised his middle finger in respect.
Shen Ye and the other two women were no match for Qiu Ruhai. After another dozen exchanges, they were at their wits’ end. Distracted for a moment, they were subdued by his bare hands. Each received a palm strike to the shoulder and was sent flying back to hit the wall.
Qiu Yang was about to erupt in anger when he immediately remembered those cold, sharp, and poisonous eyes. He quickly covered his mouth, trembling like a cicada in winter.
In fact, the bodies of the three women had not recovered at all. Upon hearing that Ren Yuanhao’s corpse had been stolen, how could they have mustered the strength to come here to demand his return?
“With your meager abilities, you’re not even fit to carry my shoes, and you want to come here to demand someone?” Qiu Ruhai scanned his surroundings, pointing at the groaning burly men, and then sneered, “A bunch of trash, not a single one worth fighting?”
Just then, lightning flashed across the sky, and a elongated shadow suddenly appeared outside the shattered glass door, its tone rising.
“I wonder if I could play with you for a while to ease the tense situation?”
As soon as this voice was uttered, the three women’s bodies trembled violently, and their breathing rates abruptly surged to their extremes!
“Ren, Ren Yuanhao!”
The tone seemed to have been etched into their very bones, enough to make them remember it forever!
The three women no longer cared about fighting. It was as if people who had lived in darkness for a long time suddenly saw a delightful light. They sprinted towards the person behind them.
The indistinct black shadow outside the door appeared extremely flustered and at a loss, even wanting to retreat.
“Hey, hey, calm down, calm down! I, I’m still injured, hey!”
The three women heard nothing and, like a surging tide, rushed into Ren Yuanhao’s embrace!
“Yuanhao, you brat, you scared us to death! How could you be… Are we dreaming?”
“Yes, could you have come back to life so soon? Ah, no, it’s not even the seventh day yet.”
“Don’t talk nonsense, it’s unlucky. No matter what, it’s good that you’re back~”
The three women’s questions came one after another, but they didn’t seem to care about the answers. They just wanted to hold Ren Yuanhao like this, fearing that his existence was merely a dream woven from lies.
“I’m fine, aren’t I? Okay, don’t be like this, it makes us look like fools.” Ren Yuanhao thought to himself: *Damn it, this is the peak of my life! It’s a shame no one took a picture of this scene, what a pity, truly a pity! Otherwise, I could infinitely enlarge it, frame it, hang it on the wall, and future generations would have to shout ‘666’ when they see me!*
His thoughts were somewhat scattered, while Qiu Yang, as if he had seen a ghost, hid behind the huge white jade screen, constantly muttering words like ‘ghost,’ ‘ghost.’
Shi Jingtian felt even more miraculous. He had checked Ren Yuanhao’s pulse countless times. Logically, there should have been no signs of life. Yet, this guy, after experiencing who knows what, had been reborn like a phoenix!
Such an event was unprecedented in his life. Without hearing the account from the person involved, no one could have imagined it.
Yang Lingxue lightly hit Ren Yuanhao’s chest and chided, “Hmph, let them laugh. I don’t care. You have to compensate me for my emotional distress.”
“Alright, didn’t I tell you all? I, Ren Yuanhao, am an unkillable cockroach!”
As Ren Yuanhao spoke, he placed his hand on Yang Lingxue’s shoulder and felt a viscous droplet. In the flashes of lightning and faint light, he realized it was a pool of crimson blood.
His gaze changed slightly. He then looked at Shen Ye and the other two women and saw that their arms had multiple abrasions and even bruises. The spark of anger in his heart instantly ignited!
He squeezed out a smile for the three women, then stepped in front of them and slowly walked into the hall.
What greeted his eyes were the severed legs, the groaning men in pain, Liu Yu’s elder brother with knife wounds on his ribs, Gan Lao San who had been shot in the leg, and Shi Jingtian, who was trying to sit up straight, his face pale. Although he had known these people for less than a day, they had risked great danger to retrieve his ‘corpse.’
He slowly reached out for the black saber still stuck in the doorframe, gripped the handle, his eyes flashing with a ferociously killing gaze, his fury burning. He suddenly pulled out the black saber, “In that case, I can’t show respect to elders anymore. You, draw your saber!”