Mingzhuo couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "Axu, you always get right to the point!"

Ruan Mingxuan realized why she had felt something was off.

"The Taoist priest who attacked me was secretive and seemed to be trying to deceive me into trusting him. He didn't intend to take off his mask until I made my move. He had no intention of killing me."

Ruan Mingying's face paled. "And the person who was chasing after my mother acted recklessly, wanting her to die."

If it weren't for that talisman, and if Mingzhuo hadn't intervened in time, those two cars of people might have already fallen into the swollen river.

The river was swift, and there were no houses nearby; falling into the river would certainly mean certain death.

Li Wenhe and He Wangyao also realized that there were two groups of enemies.

Who on earth is so determined to kill Ruan Mulan? And who on earth has been making life difficult for this mother and her two daughters for decades?

What grudge could this be?

The thought of being watched by two groups of people for so many years sent chills down everyone's spine.

Xianze quietly stood behind Ruan Mingxuan, "Miss, don't worry, I will definitely protect you!"

Ruan Mingxuan: "Ah, no need."

She doesn't need a small fish for protection.

Xianze: "Yes, yes, I'm very good, you have to believe me, Miss!"

He thought to himself for a moment that whether it's a human or an animal, displaying one's strength is essential when courting!

Otherwise, why would anyone choose you?

Seeing everyone silent, Mingzhuo coughed and said, "I don't care how many groups there are. If they dare to cause trouble, they can just wait to be stabbed to death by my sword and strangled together. We can all keep each other company in the Yellow Springs."

He Wangyao: "..."

This statement is quite unique and has the air of a major villain.

Ruan Mingying: "Our Zhuozhuo is so cute."

Gu Xu was very supportive, smiling and agreeing, "Yes."

He Wangyao: "..."

That's really an exaggeration.

Mingzhuo had Ruan Mulan sit down in front of her. She lit a talisman, made a hand seal, and then lowered her forehead to Ruan Mulan's forehead to unlock the sealed memories.

The bustling street was filled with people coming and going.

"Boss, a pancake, please!" Someone handed over a few banknotes.

When Mingzhuo looked up, he saw that there were quite a few people in the queue. Everyone liked the pancakes from this shop, so they didn't mind waiting a little longer.

What's more, the boss is so young and beautiful.

Mingzhuo turned his head and saw Ruan Mulan in her teenage years.

She was probably only sixteen or seventeen years old, with beautiful eyes and a warm and infectious smile. She was very cheerful and unpretentious when attracting customers.

Ruan Mulan makes pancakes quickly, and with her homemade sauce, her stall is doing brisk business.

Soon, night fell, and the number of diners on the street gradually decreased. Ruan Mulan packed up her stall and prepared to go home.

The house she rented was in a remote area, requiring a long walk.

Back then, there were few tall buildings, and the streetlights were dim.

A full moon hung in the sky, its halo shimmering with an eerie red glow.

Ruan Mulan heard footsteps following closely behind her and suddenly started running as she passed through an alley.

Taking advantage of her familiarity with the terrain, she made her way around several corners and hid in a corner.

"Where is she?" Sure enough, the people chasing her were a group of thugs who seemed to want to rob her since she had made money.

There were about four or five people in that group. Ruan Mulan was stronger than the average girl, but she still couldn't handle so many people.

She decided to wait until those people left, and then slip away.

The dim moonlight shone on the wall, and all around was quiet. Ruan Mulan hid in the darkness, not daring to make a sound.

Suddenly, voices rang out from just a wall away.

"That woman has already run away, shouldn't you give me the money now?" This must be one of the thugs.

Another unfamiliar voice rang out: "What do you mean?"

"What do you think? You want to pick up girls, huh? You've gone to great lengths to play the hero and save the damsel in distress, but we brothers have done all that work. You can't just do something to show your appreciation."

The man slowly realized what was happening and asked incredulously, "You're trying to rob me by turning the tables on me?"

Several more disordered footsteps sounded, and the men who had been lying in ambush came out, probably realizing that their opponents couldn't escape their grasp.

When asked to help put on a play, they readily agreed, but in their hearts they were thinking, who would want such a small reward? If we're going to do something, we'll do something big.

"If you know what's good for you, hand over all your money!"

"You're such a rich kid, making us play the villains while you play the hero. Don't you even know if you're qualified?"

"That little Ruan has already sworn allegiance to my elder brother; she's under our protection. Who do you think you are to dare scheme against her?"

Ruan Mulan paused for a moment, then roughly guessed who those thugs were.

Those were chaotic times, with many thugs. Some would come to your stall to eat without paying, while others would openly demand protection money.

Some people insist on giving her more money so she won't have to work so hard.

Regardless of the reason, Ruan Mulan remained polite. Doing business was not easy, and as a lone individual, she couldn't afford to offend anyone.

This is clearly a case of double-crossing.

Neither of the two people in this conversation are good people; they don't deserve any sympathy.

"You're asking for death!" A gloomy voice rang out in the darkness.

Immediately following was a piercing scream that sent chills down one's spine.

Ruan Mulan was slightly startled. What had happened? Had the two sides started fighting?

The other thugs seemed to realize what was happening too, and judging from the footsteps, they fled in panic, shouting, "Help! Kill—"

The sound stopped abruptly, as if it had been silenced, followed by a few soft, whistling sounds in the darkness.

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