"Li...Li Ge?! I...I'm not dreaming, am I?"
Ye Maochun stared with eyes wide open, his mouth wide enough to fit an egg, staring at the scene in disbelief. Mu Lige raised his sword and struck it down, severing the driver's throat in the blink of an eye. He was so stunned that he even forgot the fear of the driver's abuse he had just faced.
Although Ye Maochun now knew that this former son-in-law came from a prominent family and was highly skilled in martial arts, when he saw Mu Lige, who was like a god descending just now, he still couldn't help but feel deeply shocked and amazed.
"Dad, are you okay?"
Mu Lige's sword swiftly swung, like lightning streaking across the sky, yet the blade remained unstained by blood. As he spoke, he sheathed the fearsome Soul-Chasing Sword.
Seeing Ye Maochun frozen in place, motionless, Mu Lige mistakenly thought he was frightened by the bloody scene of beheading the driver. A trace of regret suddenly arose in his heart: If I had known this would happen, I probably shouldn't have taken the driver's life so easily with that sword strike. This would have made his death too easy...
"Dad?!" Realizing that Ye Maochun did not respond, Mu Lige hurriedly stepped forward and patted his shoulder lightly.
"Is it really Li Ge?!"
Ye Maochun felt the familiar warmth on his shoulder in disbelief. It was clearly the warmth coming from Mu Lige's palm!
Ye Maochun, overwhelmed with emotion, couldn't help but hold Mu Lige's hand tightly, as if he would disappear in the next moment if he let go. Then, he suddenly hugged Mu Lige's waist tightly, leaned against him, and burst into tears like a child.
God knows what kind of fear and despair he had just experienced...
"Dad, don't be afraid, Li Ge is here, everything will be fine." Mu Li Ge let Ye Maochun hold him, and softly comforted his father-in-law who was like a real father to him, and at the same time gently patted his back to calm him down slowly.
At this moment, Mu Lige seemed to have returned to that cold winter night many years ago. When he was destitute and stranded in Huaqiao Village, it was the man in front of him who gave him meticulous care and warm protection.
At the same time, the battle on the other side was nearing its end.
Xiaobai was agile and quick as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he had already bitten off both of Gousheng's arms. The intense pain made Gousheng scream in pain, and the sound resounded throughout the wilderness, making people shudder.
However, Xiaobai showed no mercy and continued to attack. In the end, Gousheng could not bear the pain and fainted.
Xiaobai originally wanted to bite off Gousheng's two legs as well, but at this moment, Hongfu, who had been lying on Xiaobai's back, jumped up without warning, landed on the ground and stopped him.
"Ahhh~ Ahhh~" (Xiaobai, you can't do this!)
"Awoo~Awoo~" (Damn it! Xiaohonghong, this bad guy actually tried to humiliate grandma, he really deserves to die!) Xiaobai raised his head and howled angrily, the sound was deafening.
"Aoao~Aoao~" (Xiaobai, be patient. We'll teach this scumbag a lesson later when your grandma and grandpa are away! Don't scare them now.)
Hongfu, who possesses Situ Mingting's memories, is no longer just an ordinary little tiger. She naturally understands human emotions and fears.
Because of this, she could never let Xiaobai kill someone in front of Hua Rongsheng and Ye Maochun's wife and husband, otherwise the wife and husband might be terrified every time they saw them in the future.
"Awoo~Awoo~" (Xiao Honghong, you are really smart. I'll do as you say...)
Xiaobai immediately suppressed his restless mood, walked to Hongfu, and gently rubbed her head with his head to show affection.
Then, Xiaobai turned around and walked to Hua Rongsheng, rubbing his head against her body gently, making a "Awoo~Awoo~" sound, as if to say, "Grandma, are you okay?"
"Ah, Xiaobai, it's really you! You, Li Ge and Hongfu are here, and you saved your grandfather and me. It's so great..." Hua Rongsheng came back to her senses, hugged Xiaobai's tiger body excitedly, and cried with joy.
Afterwards, Mu Lige carefully helped Hua Rongsheng onto the carriage. Since Ye Maochun's clothes were torn by the driver, Mu Lige took off his coat without hesitation and gently put it on him.
"I'm sorry, Li Ge. The clothes you worked so hard to make for Dad... have... have been ruined..."
Ye Maochun looked at the coat, tears welling up like a flood. Every stitch and thread of that coat was imbued with Mu Lige's deep affection, yet now it was in tatters.
"Dad..." Mu Lige's nose felt sore and his eyes instantly moistened. "Clothes are just external possessions. Don't be so stupid next time. If you don't have this one, Lige can make you many more..."
Mu Lige closed his eyes slightly, blinking away the tears. When he opened them again, his eyes were filled with fierceness. "Dad, this dress has been stained with the smell of bad people, so just throw it away. Lige will make you a better one. From now on... from now on, no one will be able to bully you and mother anymore! Otherwise... this will be their fate!"
Mu Lige's words were filled with determination. With a flick of his right hand, he flung the torn garment into the air. With a swish, he drew the Soul-Chasing Sword from his left hand, its blade gleaming with a cold light. He wielded the sword with a gentle, flowing motion, and in an instant, the garment was reduced to flying fragments, scattering like snowflakes.
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