"Young Master Qian, you and my brother Ma Kun were classmates, so... please, for my brother's sake, let me go?"

Ma Rou was originally overjoyed to go to the kitchen to call her brother Ma Kun to meet Fang Han, but when she saw Qian Siyu, the smile on her face instantly froze, and her eyes were full of panic and helplessness.

Fang Han was incredibly perceptive; with just one glance, he discerned the truth from Ma Rou's terrified expression and slightly trembling body.

Ma Rou must have suffered a lot of harassment from Qian Siyu, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of pity for her.

"Classmates? Face? How ridiculous!"

Before Qian Siyu could speak, the burly man with a long beard following behind him burst into laughter.

"Ma Rou, don't you even know who Ma Kun is? What face does he have to speak of!"

The bearded man, his face full of sarcasm and spittle flying, said, "He used to be Qian Shao's classmate. For Qian Shao, that's a disgrace! Don't you realize that the fact that Qian Shao would even take a liking to you is a testament to the good deeds your Ma family ancestors accumulated over eight generations! Don't be ungrateful!"

"Young Master Qian is kind-hearted and didn't want to use harsh methods, so he mercifully gave you half a month to consider. Today is the final deadline, Ma Rou. You'd better be sensible and obediently go with Young Master Qian, or you'll regret it!"

At this moment, a man with a hideous scar on his face chimed in, his eyes revealing ferocity and threat, as if Ma Rou would be immediately attacked if she dared to say "no".

The group of people that Qian Siyu brought were all fierce-looking.

Even the weakest among them were high-level martial artists, and most of them had reached the level of martial master.

One of them, an elderly man dressed in a black robe with a hunched back, was a high-level martial artist, exuding a chilling aura.

Ma Rou's face grew increasingly pale, devoid of any color, and her body swayed precariously, clearly terrified.

Her legs were trembling uncontrollably, and she instinctively wanted to run to the back kitchen of the shop for shelter.

However, Qian Siyu suddenly stood in front of her, blocking her only way out.

"You think you can run away? Where can you run to?"

Qian Siyu revealed a wicked smile, a smile as menacing as a viper's forked tongue, sending chills down one's spine.

He reached out a hand and slowly touched Ma Rou's face, his eyes filled with greed. "If you run away, what will happen to your good-for-nothing brother, your sickly, medicine-laden father, and your frail mother? Do you want to see them suffer because of you?"

Ma Rou's talent for cultivation is extremely low, even lower than Ma Kun's. For her to embark on the path of cultivation is harder than climbing to heaven.

The Ma family placed all their hopes on Ma Kun and sent him to the Dragon Abyss Sword Mansion.

In order to help Ma Kun go further on his cultivation path, the Ma family even spent all their savings to purchase a high-grade Body Tempering Pill from the Dragon Abyss Sword Mansion.

This Body Tempering Pill nearly exhausted the Ma family's resources, so the Ma family no longer had the ability to send Ma Rou to the Dragon Abyss Sword Academy to study.

Therefore, although Ma Rou knows a little about martial arts, she is not even considered a beginner-level martial artist because she has not successfully tempered her body.

In front of Qian Siyu, who was already an intermediate-level martial artist, she was like a weak and helpless little lamb, with no ability to resist at all.

Some customers who were originally eating wontons saw this tense scene and, fearing they might be caught in the crossfire, many of them quickly got up and left without looking back.

Others stayed, just to watch the spectacle.

Just as Ma Rou was about to be caught by Qian Siyu, at this critical moment, a slightly chubby young man suddenly ran out of the kitchen in a panic.

His hands were still covered in flour, clearly indicating that he was busy making wontons in the kitchen.

"It is not a gentleman's act to ask for so little money. I beg you to be merciful and spare my sister. I'm begging you."

With his not-so-strong body, he resolutely blocked Qian Siyu's path and forcefully pushed away Qian Siyu's outstretched hand towards Ma Rou.

This slightly chubby young man is none other than Ma Rou's older brother, Ma Kun, and also Fang Han's classmate.

Although he was not as strong as Qian Siyu, he was fearless for his sister's sake.

Qian Siyu was about to continue attacking Ma Rou. In his eyes, Ma Kun was just a mid-level martial artist, far inferior to him. He could easily force Ma Kun to retreat with a single move. However, when he saw the flour on Ma Kun's hands, he felt a surge of disgust. He didn't want to get his hands dirty.

"Making things difficult for someone?"

Qian Siyu swiftly opened a folding fan, gently waving it a few times, feigning an elegant demeanor, but his eyes were full of mockery and disdain. "Ma Kun, don't push your luck. If you weren't my classmate, if I hadn't taken pity on you and your parents, your sister Ma Rou would have been a maid in my Qian family long ago. She wouldn't even be qualified to be my concubine. Consider this one hundred taels of silver a reward for your Ma family. You should be secretly delighted!"

As he spoke, he took out a silver note and casually tossed it on the ground like trash. The note fluttered in the wind for a few moments before finally landing at Ma Kun's feet.

Clearly, he was deliberately humiliating Ma Kun, trying to make him lose face in front of everyone.

Then, he glanced sideways at the bearded man beside him and said coldly, "Take Ma Rou away!"

The bearded man immediately grabbed Ma Rou's shoulder.

"Wait!"

But at that moment, Fang Han moved and blocked the bearded man under Qian Siyu's command.

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