The goalkeepers are still locked in a stalemate...
As An Chaoli left the main camp and was about to return to his own tent, he vaguely felt as if he heard his daughter's voice.
Because of the distance, An Chaoli could not hear it very clearly.
He shook his head, thinking he must be hallucinating. His daughter was perfectly fine at home; how could she be here?
An Chaoli was preparing to go in the opposite direction...
"Help!"
"Help!"
"Ali, save me! Father, save me! Brother, save me!"
"It's no use calling me the Heavenly King or the Emperor. Just let me have my fun first."
An Chaoli was now in a state of panic. Could it really be his own daughter?
He ran frantically toward the direction from which the sound came.
The sight before him enraged the elderly father. He saw his beloved daughter being forcibly bound hand and foot by a guard and dragged into the woods.
The old father rushed over at the fastest speed he had ever seen, and without saying a word, kicked Long San hard.
Long San was kicked to the ground, rubbed his buttocks, and got up angrily, cursing: "Which idiot dares to ruin my good time? I'll skin you alive!"
Before Long San could even regain his footing, An Chaoli kicked him again, stepping on him and scolding, "Who's skinning whom? Open your dog eyes and look carefully, you dare to touch my daughter?"
Long San was still in a daze when the guards beside him knelt down, saying, "Lord An... Lord An."
Long San suddenly realized what was happening and felt a chill run down his spine: "I didn't mean to offend you, sir! Please spare my life!"
Long San knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
An Chaoli quickly untied his daughter's ropes. Fortunately, he arrived in time, and An Yuan'er was not taken advantage of.
An Chaoli couldn't imagine what would have happened to Xiao Yuan'er if he had arrived late.
An Chaoli sneered, "Spare my life? You bullied my daughter, and you still want to live?"
The reputation of Lord An for doting on his daughter was well-known, and these guards had heard of it as well.
Long San trembled and said, "I didn't know it was Miss An. She claimed to be a maid from the An family. I was confused for a moment and made a mistake. If I had known it was Miss An, I wouldn't have dared to do it even if you gave me a thousand or ten thousand lives!"
An Chaoli glanced at An Yuan'er, who looked away uncomfortably.
An Chaoli was quick-witted and roughly guessed the little girl's intention.
This girl is incredibly reckless. There are only men around, and the journey is dangerous. She's a young woman, she's really courting death.
Although the father was a little angry, he always favored his own daughter.
"Guards, gag him and drag him away to receive a hundred strokes of the cane." Lord An was usually kind-hearted, but this time he was truly enraged, and this was the first time he had given such a severe punishment.
One hundred strokes of the cane are enough to take half the life out of a strong man.
Long San turned pale with fright and grabbed An Chaoli's leg, saying, "My lord, I am Lord Liu's nephew. You and my uncle are colleagues. Please spare me for my uncle's sake."
An Chaoli and Lord Liu checked each other's actions and had an open tacit understanding regarding each other's people: neither would interfere with the other.
Long San wasn't stupid; he knew his own status and that Lord An would have reservations.
However, this time, Long San made an outrageous mistake.
No matter how much An Chaoli had to consider, nothing was more important than his own daughter.
He was adamant: "Take him away and give him 100 lashes immediately, without fail."
The most important thing is to vent my anger for my own daughter.
Soon, Long San's desperate screams echoed through the military camp.
An Chaoli, with a cold expression, led An Yuan'er back to the camp to "calculate" the situation!
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