As he spoke, Wang Zixiang put down the stick and made a gesture to help Li Biao up.
Li Biao pointed a dagger at Wang Zixiang and said, "Don't come any closer."
"Okay." Wang Zixiang stopped in his tracks.
"I think Brother Li must be hungry too, Mom. Get him something to eat," Ye Yunyi called out.
"Okay," Ye's mother agreed and walked into the kitchen. Soon, a rich aroma of eggs filled the kitchen. Smelling the aroma, Li Biao unconsciously swallowed.
"Come on, Xiao Li, you look hungry. Take some food back for your mom and the baby later," said Wang's father, walking towards the front door with his stick.
Wang Xuanxuan didn't say anything, but she pulled Dou Dou back a little.
Although no one knew what Ye Yunyi meant by doing this, everyone cooperated and showed goodwill.
Li Biao hesitated upon seeing this, but still gripped the dagger tightly and said, "If you try to cheat, my knife will draw blood."
"Okay," Ye Yunyi said with a smile, and walked into the living room. Wang Zixiang stayed put; he had to guard the door.
Li Biao finally straightened up from leaning against the door and limped towards the living room, dragging his injured leg.
Feeling Li Biao move around, Ye Yunyi breathed a sigh of relief.
After Li Biao moved around, Wang Zixiang checked the door and found that the lock was properly closed before following Li Biao into the house.
Because they hadn't agreed on a strategy, and Li Biao was on high alert with a knife, no one dared to make any rash moves.
Ye Yunyi arranged for Li Biao to sit in the living room and poured him a glass of water.
Li Biao touched the cup; it contained cool, lukewarm water. He glanced around the living room; the furnishings remained the same—a water dispenser, archery targets, and a sofa. There was no food, which he guessed was kept in the kitchen or somewhere else; he'd have to check later. The fact that they still had lukewarm water to drink in this situation meant their conditions were exceptionally good. His family only boiled water when absolutely necessary. The plants in the yard and the furniture in the house had been almost completely burned to make a fire for cooking, leaving very little water. It was barely enough for drinking, let alone bathing or washing clothes.
"Prepare the grain, meat, and vegetables you promised earlier tonight. I'll take them with me later," Li Biao ordered.
Wang Xuanxuan wanted to retort, but Ye Yunyi pulled her back and said, "Don't worry, you should eat and stop the bleeding first."
As he spoke, Wang Zixiang brought over iodine and cotton swabs, and Ye Ma also brought a bowl of fragrant egg and vegetable noodles to the table. Li Biao looked at the golden fried egg, the bright green vegetables, and the distinct strands of noodles in the bowl, and instantly lost his composure.
It looked and smelled delicious; he really wanted to eat it right away.
"Eat first." Li Biao took the iodine from Wang Zixiang and quickly applied medicine and bandaged himself. Li Biao made a living on the front lines, so bandaging wounds was commonplace for him. Ye Yunyi originally wanted to subdue him while bandaging her wounds, but she didn't expect him to be so wary and not let anyone get close.
After wrapping the noodles, Li Biao strode to the dining table and began to eat them heartily.
Aunt Li was keeping a close eye on the situation. When she first heard her son's screams, she was extremely worried and wished she could rush over immediately.
But when the lights came on, she saw her son being invited inside, treated for his injuries, and given a meal. A sense of pride and joy welled up inside her.
See? Her son is capable. So what if that family is like? Her son went in alone and still managed to take care of everything. In the future, all of that country bumpkin's things will belong to their family.
You'd have delicious food and drinks and be waited on hand and foot; just thinking about it makes me feel wonderful.
Her son will surely bring back delicious food for her and her grandson. He definitely will. Watching Li Biao eat heartily, she couldn't help but drool.
"Grandma, will Dad bring us some delicious food?" Li Xiaoming asked from the side.
"Of course, is there anything your father can't do? Just wait, we'll have meat, fish, white rice, and clean water to drink. Our good days are just around the corner."
"I want to eat lots and lots of meat, lots and lots of snacks. They're all mine, all mine!" Li Xiaoming cheered.
While the grandmother and grandson were having a sweet dream, she didn't see that as Li Biao finished his noodles and was drinking the soup, Ye Yunyi and her father struck him simultaneously, hitting him on the head and hand with a stick.
The dagger was knocked onto the table, but Wang Zixiang quickly grabbed it.
Li Biao was stunned by the sudden pain. The noodle soup he had just drunk rushed into his trachea, choking him and causing him to cough incessantly.
He coughed as he tried to run towards the door, but he couldn't get out. The living room door was already closed, and Dou Dou, Wang Xuanxuan, and Ye Ma were waiting for him with sticks and kitchen knives in their hands.
Behind him was Ye's father holding a stick.
While coughing, Li Biao observed his surroundings, then decisively slammed the bowl on the table, grabbed a shard, and ran upstairs.
Wang Zixiang was guarding the stairwell. When he saw Li Biao rushing over, he quickly raised the stick in his hand and knocked him back to the living room.
Li Biao lay on his stomach in the living room like a dog, coughed for a while to catch his breath, and pointed at them, saying, "You treacherous people, you actually lied to me."
"I'm lying to you. What kind of good person are you? You've committed countless atrocities, from burning and killing to looting and abusing. And you still want to steal our things? You deserve to die," Ye Yunyi said, her eyes filled with murderous intent.
He wanted to get rid of Li Biao, that scumbag, for all the things he had done before, and now he had the perfect opportunity.
However, none of the people in the room had ever killed anyone before, and now the thought of killing a living person made everyone feel a bit burdened. Even Ye Yunyi, who was usually the calmest, was actually feeling uneasy.
"Haha, I deserve to die, I deserve to die. It's just that they were useless. The victor is king, the loser is villain." Li Biao spat, soiling Ye Yunyi's living room.
This disgusted Ye Yunyi and her mother. Before anyone could react, Ye's mother rushed over angrily with a stick and struck her on the head, yelling as she did so, "You disgusting dog, you actually dirtied my floor!"
Li Biao was truly impressed by this family, but he also knew that he probably wouldn't survive, so he had no choice but to fight desperately. He raised the broken bowl in his hand and grabbed Ye Ma's stick with one hand. Ye Ma was no match for his strength. If Ye Yunyi hadn't reacted quickly and grabbed Ye Ma, she would have been pulled down and subdued by Li Biao.
Ye Yunyi tried to pull her mother along while waving a stick, but Li Biao was a ruthless man who held onto the stick tightly and used brute force to snatch it away.
With the stick in hand, Li Biao waved it to force Ye Yunyi and her mother back. He got up and, still waving the stick, rushed upstairs. Wang Zixiang was forced to move up step by step until he reached the second-floor corridor.
Li Biao didn't go up to the corridor; instead, he pulled on the lever and headed towards the roof. It seemed he wasn't planning to linger and was going to escape.
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