Rong Qingqing's mouth gaped open in surprise.
Next, almost without any suspense, the group of thugs were all beaten to the ground by the teenager.
The leader of the thugs was no longer arrogant. Just as he was about to run away, Rong Qingqing hit him on the back of the knee with a stick from behind.
"Bang!"
The thug knelt down heavily.
"Grandma, we were blind to your greatness, please forgive us." He disregarded the pain in his body and quickly begged for mercy.
Seeing his disheveled appearance with blood all over his face, Rong Qingqing didn't even want to look at him.
"Now you know to beg for mercy? Weren't you so arrogant just now? Did you even want to kill us, huh?" Rong Qingqing kicked him. "You dared to steal my silver? My silver, do you think you can just steal it like that?"
"Grandma, I'll never do it again, please forgive us this time." The little thug was practically crying his eyes out.
“I might spare you.” Rong Qingqing stroked her chin and looked him up and down. “I think you’re not bad looking. How about this, I’ll sell you to Chunyan Brothel. Whether you can redeem yourselves depends on your own abilities.”
Upon hearing this, the rascal's face fell. He knew that this woman was holding a grudge against him for saying he would take them back to Nuanxiang Pavilion. Looking at the boy standing next to her, he felt a little scared, and his nose seemed to hurt even more.
"Do you want to go to Chunyan Tower on your own, or do we have to escort you there?" Rong Qingqing naturally knew that the little rascal was afraid of the teenager.
Although the boy didn't say a word, he was a ruthless fighter.
Judging from how easily he subdued that group of lawless thugs, she could tell that he must be skilled in martial arts. But she had no idea why he had fallen into such a state.
"Young man, tell me, should we break his arm first, or his leg? Or gouge out his eyes?" She suddenly raised her elbow and bumped the boy's arm, asking in a bloody voice.
When the boy heard her refer to him as "little brother" again, he couldn't help but look up and glance at her.
Before he could speak, the thug was already paralyzed with fear. "No, grandma! Selling us to Chunyan Brothel won't get us much money. We'd rather you have the money directly and just let us go."
As soon as she finished speaking, a slender white hand was extended in front of her. "Then give it to me."
The hoodlum paused for a moment, then realized what was happening and quickly took out a purse from his pocket and placed it directly in her hand. "If it's not enough, I'll go back and get more."
Rong Qingqing glanced at him.
This little brat, I never expected him to be such a fool with so much money.
She opened the purse and saw that it was indeed filled with real gold and silver. Only then did she show mercy and say, "Forget it. It's good to admit your mistakes and correct them. Just don't do such immoral things again."
"Yes, yes, we won't dare to do it again." The thug quickly got up and led his men away.
"Wait!" Rong Qingqing suddenly called out.
The thug trembled. He wasn't afraid of her, but he was afraid of that ruthless and taciturn boy. The fear of his iron-hard fist suddenly smashing down was deeply etched into his heart.
He was afraid that Rong Qingqing might change her mind and sell them to Chunyanlou again. He was afraid he wouldn't be able to resist, and if that happened, he would lose face badly and how would he ever be able to face people in this area again?
"Grandma, is there anything else you need?" He turned around and asked respectfully.
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