His heart tightened and he found the note on the table.
Shen Yan can read ten lines at a glance.
The note was instantly crushed into powder in the palm of his hand.
He raised his eyes, murderous intent raging in his dark eyes.
Chen Yan hadn't been this angry for a long time. The last time was when he was in Northern Xinjiang.
The Mobei army massacred a village, including hungry babies.
He casually picked up a sword that was kept in the third young master's room and met the Lord of Lizhou who had just dismounted at the gate of the mansion.
The Lord of Lizhou City saw that his face was not right, frowned and asked: "You bastard! Why are you carrying a sword? Where are you going now?!"
Shen Yan grabbed the reins and jumped onto the horse quickly.
The man on horseback stood straight, looking down from above.
It was clearly a very familiar face, but the eyes were very unfamiliar.
The indifference that only belongs to those in high positions and with great power, who look down upon the world, is: "Get lost."
Shocked by his momentum, no one dared to stop him for a moment, until Shen Yan's figure on horseback galloped away.
The Lord of Lizhou City roared angrily: "This is outrageous! What's the attitude of this rebellious son!"
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Shen Yan quickly rushed to the location mentioned on the note.
It was a small forest not far to the east of Zhoushan Mountain.
He pulled the reins and tied the horse to a big tree.
On the way here, Shen Yan carefully analyzed the information on the note.
The handwriting is messy, probably written in a hurry. He is a real man.
The handwriting is crude, with three mistakes in just a dozen words, indicating that he was a person of low status or poor family, and had very limited education.
Mentioning that he wanted the Third Young Master to use his private vault to exchange it meant that he was not here for Chen Yan. Since he is seeking wealth, Lu Wan’s life should not be in danger for the time being.
Those who dare to break into the City Lord's Mansion and seek wealth in such a risky way are most likely desperate criminals.
Shen Yan instantly locked onto his target—the Lizhou bandits.
He chuckled, his eyes were cold.
He was not afraid of the entire mountain village back then, so how could he take one or a few roving bandits seriously now?
He was only worried about Lu Wan.
"Third Young Master!" Someone jumped out from the jungle.
It was the scarred face who kidnapped Lu Wan. He looked Shen Yan up and down, "Did you bring the things?"
Shen Yan said coldly: "Where is the person?"
Scarface chuckled: "Third Young Master, you are really a lovesick person."
"Come with me, don't worry," Scarface waved his hand, "After all, we have some friendship with the Third Young Master, and we don't want to make things too ugly. We just want money."
Shen Yan followed him through a small path and finally saw Lu Wan tied to a tree.
Several tall and strong men were standing guard around vigilantly.
Chen Yan took a quick glance and saw eight people in total, all of them a mob that relied on brute force, none of them were martial artists.
His gaze suddenly fixed.
The girl was tied up dozens of steps in front of him, her clothes were covered with mud, and she was tied tightly with rough hemp ropes.
She seemed to be unconscious with her eyes closed.
The collar of his shirt was slightly disheveled, revealing half of his shoulder. Next to him stood a square-faced man with a wicked smile, ready to extend his hand.
Seeing this, Scarface coughed twice and glared at the man.
The square-faced man withdrew his hand unhappily and glanced at Shen Yan with disdain.
He was indeed the spoiled young master of the City Lord’s Mansion. He was so thin that he could be lifted up with one hand.
His eyes swept over the sword on Shen Yan's waist, but he didn't pay much attention to it.
Because they all knew that the Third Young Master's body had long been drained by alcohol and sex, and he was very weak. But he also cares about his reputation, so he likes to collect swords.
Fang Lian licked his lips. The Third Young Master’s things were all good stuff and might be able to sell for a lot of money.
Scarface said, "Third Young Master, you have seen the man, you should hand over the key to the private vault."
Shen Yan slowly raised his eyes.
The cold gaze first fell on the square-faced man.
Indifferent, without a trace of emotion. The square-faced man couldn't help but step back as if he was being stared at by a wolf on the grassland.
Chen Yan's gaze flickered between the eight people and then slowly retracted.
"That's great."
He suddenly laughed.
The blade was unsheathed, and the cold light illuminated the man's eyes.
He announced calmly: "You can die now."
These bandits were all stunned and stared at Shen Yan in disbelief.
They couldn't believe that these words came out of the Third Young Master's mouth.
“Looking for death!” The square-faced man was the first to get angry. He shouted and rushed towards Shen Yan with a punch.
However, Shen Yan’s first target was him.
The bony hand grasped the hilt of the sword, and the sword flashed like lightning, as if it were a startled wild goose in autumn water.
In just a moment, a red line appeared on the square-faced man's neck.
Before he could even react, his face still had a ferocious expression before death, and his body had already fallen to the ground with a bang.
Blood dripped down the blade onto the ground.
This huge change shocked the remaining Lizhou bandits.
"Third Master!" Scarface was furious, "What are you doing!"
Shen Yan said indifferently: "If you dare to touch my people, you must be prepared to die."
Scarface finally realized something and widened his eyes: "You, you are not the Third Young Master!"
Shen Yan raised his eyes coldly: "I did say that, did I?"
He tiptoed and leaped towards the tree where Lu Wan was tied. With a swipe of the sword, the rope broke into two pieces.
Shen Yan quickly supported Lu Wan and called out in a low voice, "Lu Wan? Lu Wan, Ah Wan!"
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