Fu Zhun paused for two seconds before Su An had already pounced on him.

Feeling her warm and soft body nestled in his arms, still trembling slightly, he was speechless for a moment before raising his hand to rub Su An's head.

"It's just a recurrence of a leg ailment, nothing serious. As long as you're alright, that's all that matters."

Touching the soft, plush fur, Fu Zhun felt a ticklish sensation in his heart, as if brushed by a feather. He continued to soothe him by stroking the fur, "Don't blame yourself. If you cry any more, you'll turn into a pufferfish."

A deep, teasing voice resonated through his chest, making Su An's face flush as he gradually realized what he had done.

Her eyes were red, and she quickly distanced herself out of embarrassment.

"Well, this whole thing started because of me, and it's dragged you into it. I'm not an ungrateful person, and I'll take good care of you during this time."

Fu Zhun was still secretly lamenting his missed opportunity when he heard this. He raised an eyebrow slightly, looked at her, and chuckled, "If you were to take such close care of me as you did just now, then I would be impolite to refuse."

The words, spoken with a hint of humor, subtly eased some of the deep guilt in Su An's heart, and she couldn't help but laugh through her tears.

This is truly an eye-opener; even the usually reserved God of Wealth has become openly flirtatious.

Facing Fu Zhun's deep, burning gaze, Su An's heart skipped a beat, and an indescribable feeling spread through her.

Zhou Li and Xie Qingfeng, who had witnessed the entire event, were speechless.

I thought it was dog abuse, but it turned out to be dog killing.

Zhou Li silently applauded in his heart, hesitating whether he should take advantage of the prince's good mood and quickly admit his mistake.

But before he could make a move, a gust of wind suddenly swept through the doorway.

Jian Yi entered silently and knelt down on the taut ground in front of Fu Zhun.

"It is my fault for failing to protect you properly, causing you to be in danger. I am willing to cut off my own arm to apologize to you!"

Having said that, he drew his sword from his waist and was about to slash at his own left arm.

Su Anben was still blushing, but seeing this, she was immediately terrified and stood up, shouting, "Stop it! Stop right now, why are you torturing yourself!"

If anyone is to blame, it should be He Cheng, the culprit!

Fu Zhun also frowned, signaling him to stop with his eyes.

Jian Yi's sword blade had barely pierced his arm before stopping, but he was still too ashamed to raise his head and remained kneeling upright.

Zhou Li's heart finally settled down. He didn't dare to delay and immediately knelt down, blaming himself deeply. "I'm sorry, Master. It's not the guard's fault. I wanted you to have some alone time, so I took it upon myself to transfer him away. If you want to punish someone, punish me!"

The two had known each other for a long time, so how could Fu Zhun not know the meaning behind all this? He could only shake his head, feeling both amused and exasperated.

"I know that your initial intention was for me, so I'll let it go this time, but you must not do it again."

“Yes…” Zhou Li felt not only worse, but also more guilty.

Xie Qingfeng glanced at him sideways and snorted sarcastically, "I don't know what you're thinking, you idiot. You'd risk your life for a romantic evening?"

These words seem to be addressed to Zhou Li, but those who understand them already know the meaning.

Fu Zhun and Su An silently looked away, gazing at the sky and the ground.

Mentioning this, Zhou Li felt even more apologetic and angry, and hurriedly asked, "May I ask, Master, what kind of danger did you encounter?"

I almost couldn't get back even though I was right outside the street!

Upon hearing this, Fu Zhun's dark eyes narrowed, and he briefly explained.

For him, this was indeed a close call, as Su An was almost kidnapped right under his nose.

"What!" Zhou Li jumped up in anger, furious. "That bastard actually dared to make a move! He's asking for death!"

"Jianyi, let's go! We'll go find that bastard and get revenge right now!"

Jian Yi immediately stood up, his body radiating killing intent, and silently requested permission.

Fu Zhun frowned and turned his gaze to Su An, wanting to see what her expression was.

But when Su An heard that she was going to teach that scumbag a lesson, she didn't even frown. Instead, she opened her eyes wide and stepped forward menacingly, saying, "Count me in! This time, I'm going to cripple him completely. I'm not a woman if I don't avenge this!"

She even used underhanded tricks when she was lying in ambush. If we don't teach that scumbag a lesson soon, he might really get out of control next time!

Seeing her angry face, Fu Zhun for some reason thought of Zhou Li's saying, "Protect your husband."

He smiled slightly and nodded in agreement.

Zhou Li, a master of gossip, possessed exceptional inquiries and quickly located He Cheng's current residence.

As luck would have it, it was located not far from the noodle shop, in a secluded little house!

Led by Jian Yi, the three of them kicked the door open without any hesitation.

"Why is there such a loud commotion? Who is it?"

There was only one room inside, from which came He Cheng's weak cries.

Su An and Zhou Li exchanged a glance, each holding a wooden stick, and stormed inside with murderous intent.

On the bed, He Cheng was groaning in pain, looking pale. He not only had broken bones and burns that hadn't healed, but he also had knife wounds to his chest and knees, making him almost like a cripple.

He had just returned from a night of treatment at the clinic when suddenly there was a deafening noise outside, followed by the sight of three people appearing as if by ghosts.

"Su An? And you, all of you!"

They were all that cripple's men!

How did they find their way here?!

He Cheng was instantly horrified.

Su An looked at him with a cold smile, her eyes filled with icy light. "He Cheng, an eye for an eye. You don't think you can get away with this, do you?"

"You dare to hurt my master and the young boss? Today you'll get your comeuppance!" Zhou Li roared.

The usually polite and refined man suddenly unleashed a burst of power, moving so fast that he became a blur as he roared and slammed the stick down hard on He Cheng's legs.

One blow after another, the stick pounded the flesh and smashed the bone!

"Ah!!!" He Cheng screamed shrilly and struggled violently.

However, with a flash of sword, he stepped forward and swiftly severed the joints of both of his arms.

Two crisp "crack" sounds rang out, and He Cheng's flailing hands twisted and fell limply to his sides. He was in so much pain that his eyes rolled back and his screams became hoarse.

"Stop! All of you, stop! I'm a scholar, you've hurt me..."

Zhou Li slammed the stick down again, hitting him hard on the knee without any hesitation. "I don't care if you're a scholar or a nobody, you dare to call my master a cripple? I'll let you taste what it's like to be a cripple!"

After saying that, he launched his final attack, slamming his knees down on He Cheng with tremendous force—

Two more sounds of bones cracking were heard, and He Cheng's legs split open!

"ah--"

He Cheng's eyes were bloodshot, his head was rolling back in his head, and he looked like he was about to faint from the pain.

But Su An hadn't even had a chance to vent his anger yet, so he stabbed him hard in the scalded shoulder with a stick.

"This is nothing! You dare to hurt my God of Wealth? You're just asking for death!"

Su An was equally ruthless, deliberately hitting the scalded areas with a few blows.

The pustules from the burns were already incredibly painful, but these few blows were like needle pricks, causing He Cheng to convulse and unable to even faint.

He appeared to be on the verge of death, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Su An and the others as he cried out, "I will never let you go, even if I die!"