Chapter 130

The weeds were abundant, and it was nighttime with only moonlight illuminating the surroundings.

Xia Miaomiao gave her phone to Xiao Han and didn't bring it to the Palace of No Worries.

Hua Wuyou's shoes were too big and not easy to walk in. Since she didn't know any martial arts, she stumbled every three steps and fell every five steps.

She ended up in a miserable state.

"Miaomiao, are you okay?" Lv Luo immediately went to support her.

"Lv Luo!" Xia Miaomiao stopped her. "You go ahead, I'm just a burden. Go back and get reinforcements, don't worry about me!"

"But..." Lv Luo knew that Hua Wuyou cared a lot about Xia Miaomiao and was afraid something might happen to her.

"Don't worry about me! Hua Wuyou is definitely not a match for those people on his own! Hurry back and find help!"

Xia Miaomiao was determined, and Lv Luo couldn't do much about it. Xia Miaomiao had no martial arts skills and was physically weak, so it was indeed slow for the two of them to walk together.

"Okay, you hide well. Take this dagger for self-defense. I'll go back and find help," Lv Luo gave her a dagger.

Xia Miaomiao took the dagger. "Okay, go quickly!"

After Lv Luo left, Xia Miaomiao looked around and realized they had already run a considerable distance.

But she still faintly heard the sound of a flute, barely audible.

It must be Hua Wuyou's flute.

The haunting tune?

Xia Miaomiao rubbed her temples. Even though it was a faint sound, it made her head ache. It seemed that this haunting tune was indeed powerful.

She cut a piece of fabric from her skirt with the dagger and stuffed it into her ears.

She found a concealed spot and prepared to wait there.

She didn't know how long she waited, but the sound of the flute came and went intermittently.

Suddenly, she had a bad premonition and immediately moved back a distance until she could vaguely see Hua Wuyou's figure. Then, she stopped and crouched in the bushes, observing the situation over there.

Even though the people Feng Ziyuan sent were prepared and had cotton in their ears, it couldn't completely block the damage caused by the haunting tune.

Feng Ziyuan didn't expect the haunting tune to be so powerful. But there were too many of them, and Hua Wuyou couldn't free himself for the time being.

Some people attacked him with knives and swords, while others hid in the shadows and shot arrows.

While evading, Hua Wuyou still had to play the flute, and the situation wasn't looking good.

As time passed, the consumption of the haunting tune became too much, and Hua Wuyou unexpectedly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The ground was littered with people, their seven apertures bleeding from the impact of the haunting tune.

But Feng Ziyuan seemed unconcerned about whether they lived or died.

When Hua Wuyou relaxed for a moment, another group of people swiftly approached, accompanied by several arrows.

Hua Wuyou reacted a second too late and tried to dodge, but he was still shot in the arm, and the jade flute in his hand fell to the ground.

Upon witnessing this scene, Xia Miaomiao's heart leaped into her throat.

As Hua Wuyou reached out to pick up the jade flute, it was pinned down by a pair of black boots.

Hua Wuyou looked up and saw Feng Ziyuan's smirk.

Feng Ziyuan picked up the jade flute from the ground and examined it. "It seems that the power of this haunting tune is indeed not insignificant!"

Hua Wuyou looked at him and smiled. "Feng Ziyuan, sacrificing so many people just to catch me, what kind of 'young master' of the Feng Family Village are you? Is this all you're capable of? It's truly pathetic to have a young master like you in the Feng Family Village!"

"Shut up! Even at death's door, you dare to challenge me? You wretched beggar!"

Feng Ziyuan kicked Hua Wuyou's injured arm in anger.

Hua Wuyou was knocked down to the ground by his kick.

"Hua Wuyou!" Xia Miaomiao couldn't hide anymore and ran out from the bushes, reaching Hua Wuyou's side.

Hua Wuyou frowned and looked at her. "Miaomiao? What are you doing here?"

Xia Miaomiao immediately supported Hua Wuyou and, with teary eyes, looked at Feng Ziyuan. "Please, let him go!"

Feng Ziyuan clapped his hands and laughed. "Ha! What a pair of lovesick, ill-fated mandarin ducks! Little beauty, do you know that he used to be a beggar, someone no one wanted? A beggar who begged for food, you know? No one even knows who his parents are! Look at his eyes, aren't they monstrous?"

"No matter who he was before, no matter who his parents are, I like him for who he is, and it has nothing to do with his background!" Xia Miaomiao blurted out.

Hua Wuyou paused, looking at Xia Miaomiao.

Xia Miaomiao also looked at him and earnestly said, "Your eyes are not monstrous, on the contrary, I think they are the most beautiful thing bestowed upon you by heaven."

"That's enough!" Feng Ziyuan scolded.

He wouldn't allow Hua Wuyou to receive genuine affection from others. He was only worthy of being a beggar that everyone despised!

Feng Ziyuan's grandfather never valued him, and it was a lifelong pain for him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even compare to an adopted beggar!

Even the Feng Family's requiem score was handed over to an outsider!

Hua Wuyou was clearly a beggar. How could he ride on his, Feng Ziyuan's, head? Looking down on him, Feng Ziyuan said, "Hua Wuyou, kneel down and kowtow to me a hundred times, and I might consider sparing your life!"

Hua Wuyou coldly replied, "You're dreaming!"

Xia Miaomiao immediately grabbed Feng Ziyuan's skirt and her eyes were bloodshot. "I'll kowtow, I can do it! Can I kowtow in his place? Please, let him go!"

As Xia Miaomiao spoke, she immediately kowtowed to Feng Ziyuan.

Both Hua Wuyou and Feng Ziyuan were stunned.

When Xia Miaomiao was about to kowtow for the second time, Hua Wuyou grabbed her and saw that her forehead was already red.

Hua Wuyou's heart skipped a beat. "Miaomiao, what are you doing?!"

With teary eyes, Xia Miaomiao said, "I don't want you to die..."

Feng Ziyuan was deeply struck by this. How did Hua Wuyou, a man of no virtue or ability, deserve someone to act this way for him?

Feng Ziyuan immediately pulled Xia Miaomiao up, and when Hua Wuyou tried to stop him, he was held down by someone.

"Little beauty, come with me, and I'll spare his life!" Feng Ziyuan said.

"Miaomiao, don't go with him!"

Xia Miaomiao looked at Feng Ziyuan and pleaded, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course."

"Then let him go first!" Xia Miaomiao said.

Feng Ziyuan gestured to the two men holding down Hua Wuyou. "Break both of his hands, and then let him go!"

Two men firmly held Hua Wuyou's hands, preparing to attack.

"Stop!" Xia Miaomiao immediately intervened, looking at Feng Ziyuan with a disappointed and resentful gaze. "Are you playing with me?"

Feng Ziyuan chuckled, observing her pitiful appearance, which sparked some ideas in his mind.

He pinched her chin and smiled, saying, "Little beauty, I promised to spare his life. How am I playing with you?"

Xia Miaomiao bit her lip, infuriated by Feng Ziyuan's dismissive attitude, and driven by a deep sense of hatred in her heart.

She may be timid and useless, but she was adaptable and unafraid of death.

She leaned closer to Feng Ziyuan, her breath brushing against his face, causing a tingling sensation throughout his body. "Alright, as long as you spare him, I'll go with you..."

Upon witnessing this scene, Hua Wuyou struggled desperately, calling out, "Miaomiao!" "That's right... mmm..."

Before Feng Ziyuan could finish his sentence, a dagger was plunged into his heart.

Xia Miaomiao's eyes turned red, her hands trembling. It was her first time killing, yet her eyes held an unprecedented determination.

"Why did you play with me?" Xia Miaomiao's eyes were bloodshot, and the tears she shed were tinged with a hint of bloody red. She resembled a vengeful female ghost, her voice slow and soft. "I've compromised so much. Why... did you still play with me?"