The viscous kerosene instantly soaked Su An's entire body, and a pungent smell filled the air.
But what shocked Su An even more was that the kerosene spilled onto many people, and the counter floor was splattered everywhere.
If a fire were to break out, most of the people in the crowded shop would surely die or be injured!
The family watched in horror as they witnessed this scene.
"Big sister, run! Run!" Su Jiang tried to rush forward without thinking, but was kicked to the ground by a guard and couldn't get up for a long time.
Su Ting's eyes were bloodshot as he struggled frantically. Su Yue opened her mouth and bit the guard's hand hard, sobbing and whimpering Su An's name.
They were escorted by guards to a distance and were temporarily safe, but Su An was in the center of the oil fire and could not escape, which made them furious.
Seeing that he couldn't break through, Su An turned around anxiously and shouted at the crowd, "Wake up! Open your eyes and look! This damned envoy has gone completely mad; he's spilled oil everywhere!"
"He doesn't just want to burn me to death; he wants to burn the entire shop to the ground, and then everyone will perish in the flames!"
If everyone could defect and join forces to deal with He Cheng, this matter would be a piece of cake.
But she underestimated the fact that everyone who had reached this point was blinded by rage and only wanted to get rid of this witch. How could they possibly believe her?
"The envoy is here to rid our Fuyou County of a scourge; don't try to use your lies to delay us!"
"Everyone, stop the Prince of Zhenbei! Don't let him rescue the demoness! Your Excellency, execute her immediately and restore peace to Fuyou County!"
As Fu Zhun sat in his wheelchair, he heard the commotion inside and Su An's shouts, and his usually stern face twisted slightly.
"Show no mercy, open the way immediately!" he shouted angrily at the sword guard.
The sword guards had been holding back, not intending to actually kill the civilians, but the crowd took advantage of this and, relying on the fact that they dared not actually make a move, surged forward one after another to stop the sword guards.
Upon hearing Fu Zhun's order, Jian Yi immediately took the lead in advising, "Your Highness, the consequences of harming the people are unimaginable; it is absolutely unacceptable!"
"Why don't we break their arms and legs first, and then slowly approach them?"
Fu Zhun was well aware of this, but his dark eyes grew even redder and more sinister as he said, "What, do you all dare to defy me now?"
"If your womanly compassion leads to any harm to Su An, I will hold you accountable!"
His voice was icy cold, so powerful that the surrounding air seemed to tremble slightly.
"But Your Highness—!"
"Since Your Highness's status makes it inconvenient, then we will clear the way!"
Just as the sword guards were looking at each other in bewilderment, another group of people suddenly rushed over from the street, shouting.
They each grabbed pots and pans as weapons, some dressed in rags, others with resolute expressions, all filled with righteous indignation.
"Miss Su An is a good person. She has saved countless disaster victims. Most of us survived because of her! She is our living Bodhisattva, and she is definitely not a witch!"
"That's right! Our worthless lives were saved by Miss Su An. Now that she's in trouble, how can we stand by and do nothing! Charge together and rescue Miss Su An!"
The crowd roared, and even Jian Yi's pupils shrank as he witnessed this. "This, Your Highness, they are all disaster victims!"
At this moment, they twisted themselves into a single, sharp rope and charged into the shop with deafening shouts.
Fu Zhun frowned deeply, suppressing the killing intent in his chest, and ordered the sword guards, "Put away your weapons and clear the way with them!"
Originally, the number of sword guards was small, and they could not really kill the common people, so they could only be restrained by the number of people on the other side.
But now, with countless disaster victims arriving, they wrestle with the people inside the shop, and even grab people to drag them out and beat them up, making clearing the road much easier.
"These troublesome things!" He Cheng was both shocked and furious when he saw the sudden change in the situation.
He originally intended to take this opportunity to get rid of Su An and also to make Fu Zhun bear the bloody crime of massacring the people, killing two birds with one stone. However, now the disaster victims have ruined his plans!
He was filled with resentment and bitterness and desperately needed an outlet. He immediately fixed his fierce gaze on Su An, his eyes seeming to want to devour her alive.
“They…” Su An watched as the disaster victims struggled to approach, calling her name. For a moment, she felt a pang of fear and even wanted to burst into tears and smile.
It turns out that her good deed was also rewarded.
Before they could even feel moved, they heard He Cheng's voice through gritted teeth: "Hmph! Since that's how it is, then I'll burn you to death first to avenge Xiao An!"
His voice was distorted with anger, and before he knew it, he had raised a torch high in his hand, the leaping flames reflecting the ferocity in his eyes.
Su An's face immediately turned pale. "You lunatic, stop it—!"
In that extremely critical moment, Fu Zhun's gaze, like that of a hawk, pierced through the already dispersed crowd and locked onto this scene.
"Su An!"
His forehead veins throbbed, and he abruptly stood up from his wheelchair, his muscles tensing. He leaped into the air and rushed straight into the store.
Everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events, and for a moment they forgot about the fight they were engaged in.
"What's going on...?"
They only felt a blur before their eyes, and a dark shadow had already swept past overhead.
Fu Zhun pursed his thin lips, his figure swiftly leaping through the air several times, arriving in front of Su An in the blink of an eye.
He Cheng was also shocked, his eyes widening. Sensing something was wrong, he immediately tried to throw the torch at Su An, saying, "Since Your Highness is determined to protect the demoness, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
But before he could finish speaking, Fu Zhun was even faster. He grabbed Su An by the waist and at the same time kicked out with a powerful kick that slammed into He Cheng's chest like a heavy hammer. Using the force, he pulled Su An back several feet.
"puff!"
Although He Cheng was prepared and drew his sword to stab Fu Zhun in time, he was still kicked and sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The torch slipped from his hand and fell to the side, flickering a few times before going out.
Su An looked utterly shaken, her heart pounding as if it would burst from her chest.
She looked up at Fu Zhun in a daze, "Fu... Fu Zhun? Are you alright?"
The man before him, Fu Zhun, stood tall and straight, his brows cold and fierce, but his face was visibly pale.
"without…"
Before he could finish speaking, Fu Zhun let out a heavy breath and slumped to the side.
Su An recalled He Cheng's sword strike from earlier. He helped him up and looked over in a panic. Sure enough, he saw a sword wound on He Cheng's calf, with flesh and blood everywhere, a horrifying sight.
Damn it!
"Hold on, hold on! You're bleeding too much, I need to stop the bleeding first!" Su An's hands trembled as she tore off a corner of her clothes, her movements frantic and chaotic due to her anxiety.
"My leg wasn't fully healed to begin with, and that scumbag of a man deliberately stabbed it again!"
Su An's eyes reddened as she cursed and swore, her voice trembling with tears: "He deserves to be torn to pieces!"
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