Yi Ting curled up on the ground. She had experienced beatings like this many times before. As long as she didn't struggle, the young master would soon let her go because he was tired. So she could only protect her head to avoid being hit.
If he were to be hit on the face and leave a scar, the other young masters would likely see it and feel disgusted, and he would probably be beaten again.
Thinking of this, Yiting bit her lip tightly, trying not to cry out in pain.
A whooshing sound followed, signifying yet another brutal beating. But this time, Yiting felt no pain. She forced her eyes open and saw a slender figure standing before her.
"Who are you? Do you know the consequences of trespassing on the Li family property?"
The pale-faced young man looked at the thin man holding the whip and said fiercely.
"How many spirit stones? I'll buy this servant!"
Qin Luo held the thick whip in his hand and spoke calmly.
"What? Did I hear that right? Someone actually went to redeem a servant? That's hilarious."
The young man seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. He knew that there were plenty of servants like this outside; he could send a whole bunch of them in with just a wave of his hand.
But seeing Qin Luo's calm gaze, a flicker appeared in his eyes, and then he smiled faintly and said:
"You can redeem the person; you can take them away for the price of one high-grade spirit stone."
The young man glanced at Qin Luo with disdain, seemingly mocking his overestimation of his abilities.
But the next moment his pupils shrank sharply as a high-grade spirit stone appeared in the hand of the man opposite him.
"One hand exchanges spirit stones, the other hand exchanges contracts."
Qin Luo ignored his shock and spoke calmly.
"Alright, please wait a moment, sir."
The young man, his face flushed with excitement, rushed back into the house and quickly produced a contract of indenture.
After receiving the indenture, Qin Luo threw the spirit stone on the ground. Although the young man was unhappy, he still squatted down and picked it up. This high-grade spirit stone was half a year's allowance for him.
Seeing this, Yi Ting felt a pang of bitterness. She hadn't expected anyone to be willing to redeem her. What was even more ridiculous was that she had been sold for a mid-grade spirit stone, but now a stranger had redeemed her for a high-grade spirit stone.
At this moment, spiritual energy surged in Qin Luo's hand, and the whip on the ground came into his hand. He then struck the young man's hand hard, and a bloody welt immediately appeared on his arm.
"You're trying to back out!"
The young man glared fiercely at Qin Luo, as if he was about to call the guards from his home at any moment.
Unexpectedly, Qin Luo smiled lightly and tossed another high-grade spirit stone onto the ground.
The young man looked at the spirit stone on the ground, and the fierce look in his eyes slowly faded.
But the next moment, another whip struck his ankle.
"hiss!"
The young man endured it, because he saw another high-grade spirit stone on the ground.
"Is he... is he standing up for me?"
Yi Ting, standing behind Qin Luo, stared at the scene in disbelief.
......
After Qin Luo repaid all the bloodstains he had inflicted on Yi Ting, he put down the blood-stained whip in his hand, and then a strange smile appeared on his lips.
Under the pull of his spiritual energy, all thirty high-grade spirit stones on the ground returned to Qin Luo's pocket, not even letting go of the one in the young man's hand.
He then picked up Yiting from the ground and leaped away from the Li family compound.
The young man lying on the ground had wide-open eyes, filled with resentment and anger at being deceived. He clenched his teeth and mumbled, "Help!"
However, due to his extreme weakness, his cries were barely audible, and it was unknown when the other servants would discover the young man lying on the ground...
Qin Luo carried Yi Ting and sped all the way back to the town. But then he found Xia Zihan in the shop. If she saw that he had brought back a woman, it would be hard to explain. He might even have to stop his cultivation.
Thinking of this, Qin Luo could only take Yi Ting to the inn in town to deal with the situation. After entering the inn room, Qin Luo looked at her injuries and began to use his spiritual energy to heal her. However, once the spiritual energy entered her body, Yi Ting's face turned even paler, and she cried out in pain.
This made Qin Luo quickly stop the transmission of spiritual energy. He forgot that Yi Ting was just a mortal, while he was only at the Gathering Spirit Realm and his use of spiritual energy was still too crude. He was completely unable to subtly control spiritual energy to treat patients.
"Yes, benefactor, my injury will heal in a few days, there's no need to trouble you with your worries."
At this moment, Yiting spoke softly, pressing her wounds with her clothes. She clenched her teeth tightly, her face slightly pale.
"You're being ridiculous!"
Seeing her like this, Qin Luo immediately shouted angrily.
He then grabbed Yiting's hand, stopping her from pressing on the wound, and said, "You'll only make the injury worse, and it might even cause lasting health problems!"
"But, but that's how I used to do it, just letting it heal on its own."
Yi Ting was startled by his shout, thinking she had offended him, and quickly offered a weak explanation.
Qin Luo was both heartbroken and annoyed by her explanation. He glared at her, told her to stop moving around, and left the room.
After seeing him leave, Yi Ting thought she had done something wrong, so she used her large cloth robe to cover the bloodstains on her body again. She only hoped that the bloodstains on these wounds would congeal as soon as possible, so that she would not have to trouble her benefactor anymore.
In the past, after each beating, she would lie alone on the haystack in the woodshed and quietly wait for her injuries to heal on their own. She always did this, so she didn't know why her benefactor was angry this time.
Yi Ting was in a panic, hoping that the blood on her wounds would congeal faster.
A moment later, Qin Luo came in with some strips of cloth and some antiseptic solution. Seeing Yi Ting still trying to cover her wound, he felt another surge of anger and said, "Don't move!"
Startled by his shout, Yi Ting dared not move. Qin Luo quickly went to her side, gently pulled away her hand covering her cloth, and seeing the still bleeding wound under the cloth, said with a hint of annoyance, "Didn't I tell you not to move around?"
As he spoke, he opened the medicine, dipped a clean cloth in it, carefully peeled off the cloth, and then wiped Yiting's wound.
"My benefactor, I..."
Yi Ting wanted to explain, but she was in a panic. The pain from Qin Luo wiping her wounds made her speechless, and her eyes filled with large tears.
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