Despair swallowed Qing An'er in an instant.
She felt heartbroken as she watched the man being beaten to death while trying to protect her.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's me...it's me who hurt you!"
Qing An'er burst into tears, her voice was shrill and full of despair.
Just when Ye Chen’s consciousness was about to sink into endless darkness.
"Protect the lady!"
A crisp cry was heard, and a graceful figure came running from a distance with a team of guards holding sticks.
Qing An'er suddenly raised her head. That was her Qing family's guard team, led by her personal maid, Xiao Cui.
She wiped the tears from her face, and a ray of hope ignited in her desperate eyes.
"Miss, are you okay?"
The guard team arrived in a moment. Xiao Cui rushed to Qing An'er and checked him from head to toe to see if he was injured.
"Quick! Save him first!"
Qing An'er pushed away Xiao Cui who was trying to help her up, stretched out her trembling fingers, pointed at Ye Chen who was lying in a pool of blood, and shouted anxiously.
"Yes, Miss!"
The leading guard took a step forward without hesitation and smashed the scarred beggar's back with the stick in his hand.
"Bang!"
The solid blow made the scarred beggar groan.
Although the scar-faced beggar was brutal, he only used it against unarmed civilians.
Facing these professional guards who were armed with sticks and had strong movements, he was no match at all.
"Bang! Bang!"
Several sticks fell on him one after another, beating his skin and flesh, and forcing him to retreat repeatedly.
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