The two remained locked in a stalemate for a long time. The person on the ground finally couldn't hold on and fainted. Wu Xiang then slowly moved his foot away, looking down at Li Xiao Xian with disdain.
Li Xiao Xian had always been reckless and willful, and with the title of Young Marshal Li, he had never been treated with such contempt, let alone by a delicate and weak Dikun.
The expression on his face slowly turned dangerous. His gaze lingered on her face for a long time before he finally said, "The Huang family will not let this go. I hope the young lady can maintain this demeanor when the time comes."
"That won't trouble you," she said, kicking the person on the ground towards the door. She almost woke the unconscious person, who moaned unconsciously a couple of times before passing out again.
"Young Master." The bodyguard, who had been beaten down earlier, stood up, enduring the pain, and ran to his side to check his injuries. Relieved to confirm that the man wouldn't die, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The leader, a middle-aged man of medium build with sharp eyes, said to Li Xiao Xian, "Young Marshal, this little girl has injured our Third Young Master. The Huang family will never forgive her. If the Young Marshal could help capture her now, the Huang family will reward you handsomely."
Li Xiao Xian hesitated.
He was decadent and unrestrained, but not brainless.
This young girl, though seemingly insignificant, was definitely not to be trifled with given her martial prowess. In their brief exchange earlier, he had clearly realized that even if he acted, he might not be able to subdue her.
Therefore, the promise from a steward of the Huang family held less value.
After weighing the pros and cons, he said, "To be honest, this matter began with Young Master Huang the Third provoking this young lady. I must be reasonable, so I cannot help."
The man glared at him with some anger. When his falcon-like eyes met Li Xiao Xian's, he quickly averted his gaze, intimidated.
He had someone carry their heavily injured young master, then looked back at the people around him, made a throat-slitting gesture towards Wu Xiang menacingly, and then led his men away.
Li Xiao Xian glanced at her with complex emotions and also left with his men.
With the show over, the onlookers dispersed. Wu Xiang looked at the stage below. With such a major incident, there would be no more performances tonight. She also got up and slowly walked out.
Not far from where Li Xiao Xian had walked, as he was about to meet the person he had arranged to see, he suddenly heard a commotion at the entrance. He frowned and sent his subordinate to investigate.
The man returned quickly, his face a mixture of shock and fear.
"What's going on?"
The man stammered, "The Huang family's steward just now... his head is gone."
Li Xiao Xian asked several times before understanding. It wasn't that the man had been assassinated, but as they were helping Young Master Huang the Third out, the steward walking in front suddenly had his head fall off. It rolled down the steps in front of the Bailu Gate, scaring the rickshaw pullers waiting below half to death.
The other men were even more terrified. They all remembered the gesture the steward had made to the strange young girl earlier.
He had threatened her, and in the next moment, the same thing happened to him.
Instant karma.
It was truly terrifying to think about.
The next day, Li Xiao Xian paid a visit.
At that time, Li Shuang Jin, a typical corporate slave, was still working overtime while recovering from his injuries, his stomach wrapped in bandages, holding a case file.
"Sixth Uncle." Li Xiao Xian walked in directly with his entourage. Seeing Li Shuang Jin clearly injured, he was surprised. "Sixth Uncle, what happened to you? Are you badly hurt? Why didn't you tell the family?"
Li Shuang Jin looked up at him. "I'm almost healed."
"You don't usually come here. Is something the matter?"
Li Xiao Xian hesitated for a moment before telling him everything that had happened last night.
Li Shuang Jin quickly grasped the most important keyword among several. He grabbed his hand and asked, "The young lady you mentioned, what does she look like?"
Li Xiao Xian was very strange about his agitated reaction. "Sixth Uncle, what's wrong?"
"Never mind that, just tell me, do you remember what she looked like?"
Just as Li Xiao Xian was about to speak, he found his mind blank. He shook his head and tried hard to recall the scene of seeing the young lady yesterday.
He remembered every word she had said deeply, but her face, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember.
It seemed... she was quite beautiful.
Li Shuang Jin grabbed him even more agitatedly. "You can't remember, can you?"
"Can't remember what?" a voice came from outside the door. The next moment, Zhuo Ran walked in with medicinal soup. Seeing Li Shuang Jin holding someone's hand, her brows immediately furrowed.
"Let go." She walked over quickly, placed the soup on the table, shoved Li Xiao Xian, who was already unsteady, to the side, took his seat, and grabbed Li Shuang Jin's hand to examine it.
"Your body hasn't recovered yet, and you're touching anything dirty and smelly. Aren't you afraid of bacterial infection?"
Li Xiao Xian: "..."
Although he didn't understand much, "dirty and smelly" definitely meant he was being insulted.
His anger immediately flared up. "Damn it, who the hell do you think you are?"
"Silence!" Li Shuang Jin sternly stopped him. Su Dan Novel Network.
"He is my nephew. Be polite when you speak."
His attitude towards Zhuo Ran wasn't exactly good, but in Li Xiao Xian's eyes, it was unprecedented.
"Sixth Uncle, no, who is this woman!"
Someone tell him what was going on?
"You be quiet too," Li Shuang Jin said. "She's a friend of mine. Watch what you say."
Li Xiao Xian felt as if he had been shot with several arrows for no reason, making him extremely uncomfortable.
Li Shuang Jin was the youngest son of Marshal Li's father, over twenty years younger than his brother Marshal Li. In terms of辈分 (generations/status), he was Li Xiao Xian's uncle, but in actual age, he wasn't much older than him. They had a very close relationship as children.
Although they weren't as clingy as when they were kids, they had never argued.
Now, his Sixth Uncle was scolding him for a woman.
This was simply too strange.
"Sixth Uncle, when did you have such a friend?"
He wasn't demeaning her... well, he was demeaning her.
On the other hand, Li Shuang Jin almost never interacted with any women... Dikun. The two eldest elders of the Li family had even suspected if he liked Tian Gan, but dared not say it, which was why he had no one around him.
Now, he was scolding him for a Dikun.
Could it be...
He looked her up and down. Although her temper was a bit bad, she was really good-looking, and she even made medicine for his Sixth Uncle. She should be a good housekeeper.
Especially since his grandparents had worried for over a decade, and even his father was troubled by it. If his Sixth Uncle had found a partner, it would be a great thing.
Li Xiao Xian suddenly understood something, and the expression on his face changed, becoming somewhat fawning and obsequious. "I apologize, I was rude and reckless just now. Miss, I'm sorry."
Zhuo Ran received some signal from his gaze, blinked, and smiled, "Forgiven, dear nephew."
Li Shuang Jin: "...Don't call him that."
Zhuo Ran with an innocent face: "Didn't you say we are friends? Then your nephew is naturally my nephew. This is perfectly reasonable, isn't it? Dear nephew, don't you agree?"
Li Xiao Xian was drawn into it and could only nod. "Yes, yes."