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But only now did he realize that he was wrong. Completely wrong, he had underestimated the charm of a woman.

There was always an indescribably enchanting charm about women, especially that of outstanding women. What they often moved men was not their devastatingly beautiful beauty, but their enchanting temperament, some were noble, some were holy, and some were lovable ? No matter what it was, it would always attract men, causing them to become infatuated, go crazy, and submit. Without a doubt, the person before her already possessed this temperament. She was deeply attracted by Xiao Feng.

She sat across from Xiao Feng, accompanied by two old men and a young man.

She glanced at Xiao Feng and said, "Great Master, that big brother is so strange."

"Don't worry about him. Hurry up and eat. After eating, we still have to hurry on our journey." An old man urged.

The girl curled her lips. She was indescribably cute and mischievous. "It's whatever you want to eat. Why are you so fierce?" After saying that, he could not help but think of where Xiao Feng was looking at. The moment his eyes landed on her, he immediately turned his head around and forcefully ate a few mouthfuls of rice. He could not help but turn his head back. He looked very cute.

He would rather look at her for the rest of his life. Even though he did not know her, he could not help but feel this urge rush into his head. As he looked at her, Xiao Feng's mood became unspeakably tranquil.

"Someone's coming." A white haired old man raised his guard.

"Keep your head down. Don't let anyone recognize you." The other old man reminded him in a low voice, and then he pressed down the brim of his hat.

"If worst comes to worst, we can just fight them. Even if I die in battle, I am still a good son of the Yang family." The young man couldn't help but say. The sword in his hand became even tighter, and a few strands of black hair faintly emerged.

The white-haired old man whispered: "Do not be reckless. Remember."

The girl still busied herself with eating. She didn't say anything and seemed to be scared. One could see that her chopsticks were trembling a little. Indeed, she was quite scared.

Indeed, ten people walked in from the entrance. They were all dressed in tight clothes. The head of the group had an average stature and had a square face. He said in a stern voice, "Waiter, serve the wine."

"Ah, here comes the guest. This way, please. " The waiter brushed the bench.

Boss, there are 53 people in Yang Village this time and 49 have been killed. Four of them have disappeared and I estimate that they are not far from here. After we finish eating, we will search this area and definitely find them. One of the tall man said.

The leader of the group nodded, "Alright, that makes sense. Brothers, everyone hurry up and eat, finish eating, and there are still matters waiting for us. This time, we will plunge Yang Zhuang into eternal damnation, never to be able to rise again. "

Everyone nodded, "This time, we finally have an explanation for our boss when we go back."

The man in the lead laughed, then raised his cup to toast his brothers.

They sat diagonally across from the group.

The hand holding the sword tightened, "Everyone is dead, everyone is dead, this group of beasts, I want to kill them, drink their blood, and eat their flesh." The young man's entire face went pale, and traces of blood appeared in the corners of his eyes.

"Calm down, thousands of people calm down, you're the only one left in the Yang family. If anything happens to you, I'll let down the Old Manor Lord's life." The white-haired old man secretly held his hand. His hand was very cold, like a human's heart.

"Alright, let's hurry up and go so that no one will recognize us. We'll leave now." Another old man ordered.

The four of them picked up their bags and walked towards the door. The young man couldn't help but turn back and shoot them a hateful glare. He wanted to forever record their voices and appearances in his mind. He would remember them clearly and swear that one day he would make them die under his sword.

"Hey, stop." One of the ten or so people suddenly spoke up, "The lady stays, the rest can leave."

A pretty face was a good thing sometimes, but it was a bad thing sometimes.

And at this time, it was undoubtedly not a good thing.

The four of them paused at the door. The young man's hand tightened, and cold sweat appeared on the back of his hand. He had an impulse to tear this group of devils into pieces and eat them alive, but if he were to do so, his group of four would definitely be discovered and killed without any accidents.

He wasn't afraid of death, but he clearly remembered the expression in the old manor lord's eyes before he died. It was a kind of expectation that no one could refuse. He was Yang Zhuang's Young Manor Lord, Yang Zhuang's bloodline. He was Yang Zhuang's only remaining successor, and he shouldered the heavy responsibility of revitalizing Yang Zhuang. This was not only his business, but the entire Yang Zhuang's 49 lives that were entrusted to him. So he had to live.

Surviving, was not for himself, but for his family.

The white-clothed old man squeezed the girl's hand, and with his other hand, he tightened his grip on the young man's hand, tightly grabbing onto him. The old man gently patted the girl's hand. He knew that there would be no more mishaps at this time. The old manor lord had entrusted him with the task of revitalizing Yangzhuang, and even though he had been smashed to pieces, he would not refuse. Regardless of the price, he had to ensure the safety of the Young Manor Lord. At this point, the old man had already made up his mind ? give up the girl in exchange for his rebirth.

The girl seemed to understand what they were talking about and nodded her head with effort, but she was obviously very nervous. She was still young, at most fifteen or sixteen years old from her appearance.

The young man's face became even paler. "Why don't we go all out?" I'm going to kill them myself. " The man said hatefully.

"It's a big scheme when you don't put up with it. A man will break his own arm to survive. Let's go." How could he not love her? He would rather give up his life in exchange for a few minutes of hers, but at this time, he didn't have such a choice. The Young Manor Lord's life was more important. This didn't allow him to make a choice.

The old man held the young manor lord's hand tightly, and despite the tremors he felt, the three of them walked out of the door side by side, leaving the girl behind. The girl's vision blurred, and she stood alone in the doorway like a frightened deer.