AUBTN -Chapter 169 Are You Going to Rebel?

Behind her followed more than twenty women from the guild’s security team.

Most of them were sturdy, muscular servants or farm women with some physical strength.

At this moment, everyone held iron shovels and hoes, their eyes shining with hope.

“As long as we have food to eat, we’re not afraid of hardship!”

A leading elder sister shouted loudly.

“Yes! We’ll grow it ourselves—we don’t believe anyone can starve us to death!”

United in purpose, the atmosphere was lively and determined.

Su Hewan nodded, about to command everyone to start measuring the land.

Suddenly, the sound of chaotic footsteps and lewd whistles approached.

“Well, what little ladies are these, running wild on my turf?”

Several dozen thugs, wielding clubs, emerged from the dry grass.

Each had a scarred, brutish face and lecherous eyes, sizing up the women with ill intent.

The leader, a scar-faced man carrying a thick wooden club, swaggered forward.

“This land is ours! The smart ones leave quickly!”

Su Hewan’s expression darkened. She stepped forward, raising the land deed in her hand.

“This land was officially registered under my name at the Jingzhao Prefecture office just yesterday. It’s on paper, stamped with the official seal.”

“Then how did it become your turf?”

The scar-faced man snorted and spat a thick wad of phlegm onto the ground.

“If I say it’s mine, it’s mine!”

“In this area, my word is the law!”

His eyes roamed over Su Hewan’s delicate face, revealing a lecherous grin.

“But, well… if you girls are willing to have some fun with me and my buddies, I might let you use the land for a while.”

The thugs behind him burst into raucous laughter.

Yu Qing could not stand the insult and immediately snapped.

“Fun with your ass! Take a look in the mirror and see what kind of bastard you are!”

“You look like a car crash, and you still want to take advantage of us?”

The scar-faced man’s expression changed, revealing a vicious glare.

“Filthy women! Refuse the toast and take the punishment!”

“Brothers, hit the men, drag the women into the woods!”

“Yes, sir!”

Several dozen thugs brandished their clubs and lunged forward like starving wolves.

“Sisters, grab your weapons!”

Su Hewan shouted fiercely.

BANG!

The lead thug was struck across the face by a wooden pole, screaming as he flew backward.

The guild women had never trained in combat, but for survival, they had built strong muscles over time.

They did not back down, raising shovels and hoes to fight the thugs.

For a moment, the wilderness rang with cries and clashes.

Dust flew everywhere.

But in the end, a group of women could not hold out for long—they gradually lost ground.

Su Hewan leaned against a dead tree, swinging her wooden club to barely fend off three thugs attacking her at once.

“Wanwan, watch out!”

Yu Qing’s sharp eyes caught a thug raising a rock, aiming to strike Su Hewan from behind.

Without thinking, she rushed forward, using her own back to block the blow.

BANG!

A dull thud sounded.

“Ugh!”

Yu Qing cried out in pain, staggering and almost falling.

“Qingqing!”

Su Hewan jabbed her wooden club hard into the throat of the would-be attacker.

At that moment, the scar-faced man took advantage of the distraction, swinging his heavy club toward Su Hewan’s calf.

CRACK!

Though Su Hewan dodged as best she could, her calf was struck, sending a sharp pain through her leg. She dropped to one knee.

“Stubborn little women!”

The scar-faced man sneered and raised his club to strike Su Hewan’s head.

“Die!”

At the last critical moment, a piercing sound sliced through the air.

WHOOSH—

A folding fan flew like a boomerang.

It struck precisely on the scar-faced man’s wrist.

The stick came down with a snap!

“Ah—!”

The scar-faced man screamed like a slaughtered pig, clutching his severed wrist as he rolled on the ground.

At the same time, a dark figure flashed in like a phantom.

The embroidered spring knife left its sheath, the cold blade sparkling with deadly light.

The three thugs who had been attacking Yu Qing hadn’t even registered who was coming before deep, bone-searing cuts appeared across their chests.

They didn’t even have time to scream before collapsing stiffly to the ground.

Lu Yan’s face was cold as frost.

Without even looking at the bodies, he grabbed the trembling Yu Qing.

Seeing the blood seeping from her back, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

“Who did this?”

Yu Qing gritted her teeth in pain, tears brimming as she pointed toward the scar-faced man writhing on the ground.

“That… that ugly monster… he threw a stone at me…”

Lu Yan’s chest tightened, his fury intensifying.

Meanwhile, on the other side…

Shen Jue approached Su Hewan.

He crouched slightly, his long fingers lightly brushing Su Hewan’s calf!

Even his fingertips were trembling.

“Does it hurt?”

His voice was eerily soft, like the stillness before a storm.

Su Hewan gritted her teeth, sweat beading on her forehead, but forced a shake of her head.

“Just a superficial wound, it’s nothing serious.”

Shen Jue lifted his head, his peach-blossom eyes now entirely red.

He slowly stood, the folding fan in his hand somehow back in his palm.

“The Eastern Depot is handling this. Bystanders, step aside.”

In the next moment, dozens of agents surged forward like a black tide, encircling the remaining thugs.

In less than half the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, every one of the dozens of thugs had their arms and legs broken, piled on the ground like dead dogs.

Only the scar-faced man was left alive, deliberately spared by Shen Jue.

Shen Jue stepped on the scar-faced man’s severed wrist, grinding it under his boot.

“Ah! Spare me! Grandfather, spare me!”

The scar-faced man convulsed in pain, tears and snot streaming down his face.

Shen Jue looked down at him from above, as if staring at an ant.

“Who sent you?”

“It… it was…”

The scar-faced man’s eyes flickered, too afraid to speak.

“Seems like you don’t want to talk.”

Shen Jue waved his folding fan.

“Ah!”

The scar-faced man clutched his bloodied ear.

“I’ll talk! I’ll talk!”

“It was Manager Wang from the Princess’s mansion! He gave us one hundred taels of silver to come cause trouble!”

“He said… as long as we drove these two women away, we could kill them and not worry—because the Princess backs us!”

It was Li Yunxi again.

Lu Yan and Shen Jue exchanged a glance.

“Good.”

Lu Yan sheathed his sword and hoisted the half-dead scar-faced man.

“Take this witness directly to the Princess’s mansion!”

Shen Jue sneered coldly, turning to carry Su Hewan.

The Princess’s mansion was extravagantly luxurious.

Li Yunxi lay lazily on the concubine’s couch, letting two handsome attendants massage her legs.

She held a cup of the finest Da Hong Pao tea, listening to servants report the gossip outside, her face filled with disdain.

“A bunch of ants, daring to gossip about me?”

At that moment, a loud crash came from outside the main gate.

The gate had been kicked open!

“Outrageous! Who dares to trespass into the Princess’s mansion!”

The guards panicked and rushed forward.

They saw Lu Yan and Shen Jue, one on each side, entering like death incarnate.

Behind them, the brocade-clad guards and Eastern Depot agents streamed in, instantly taking control of the entire courtyard.

“Lu Yan! Shen Jue!”

Li Yunxi shot upright, her tea cup shattering on the ground.

“Are you attempting a rebellion?”