Seeing Han Mo's current state, it was clear that he was going to cause a major incident this time.
Zong Ying couldn't bother with anything else. After giving instructions to the young Taoist boy, he hurried to catch up.
"Hahaha, as expected, Song women are beautiful. All this gold is for you. You two, come with me!"
By the time Han Mo reached the side hall, three men in leather jackets and felt hats had cornered two young maids against the wall.
One of them, while speaking, was drooling and leering as he reached out to touch Han Yan's face.
"I'll go to your grandmother!"
Seeing this scene, Han Mo could no longer hold back.
With a roar, he immediately kicked out.
He was already blessed with natural strength, and coupled with his furious attack, one kick was enough. The burly body of the Jurchen flew like a kite with a broken string, crashing directly into a nearby corridor pillar.
"Zamuhe!"
The two Jurchens, who were watching the commotion from the side, hadn't even reacted to what was happening when they saw their companion lying on the ground, spitting blood.
Both of them were instantly terrified and rushed forward, quickly helping their companion up.
"Are you two alright?"
Seeing the two maids terrified, Han Mo quickly stepped forward to ask.
"Second Brother, they, they..."
Han Yan was clearly frightened, and her voice trembled as she spoke.
"Kid, do you know who we are?"
After confirming their companion was out of mortal danger, the two Jurchens drew their sabers from their waists.
"I don't care who you are! How dare you harass innocent women in Bianliang City in broad daylight? I'll take you to the officials today!"
As Han Mo spoke, he helped the two maids to the side and prepared to engage them again.
"Second Brother, be careful!"
Seeing the gleaming sabers in the hands of those two scoundrels, Chun Tao quickly shouted.
"To the officials? Hahahaha, we are guards of the Great Jin envoy! What right do your Song officials have to manage us?"
The two Jurchens burst into laughter, completely disregarding Han Mo.
"What right? Today, I'll show you what right I have!"
Han Mo spoke as he drew a long bench from the nearby corridor.
It had to be said, the feel of it was quite good.
With the bench in hand, Han Mo showed no mercy. Wielding the long bench, he charged towards the two Jurchens.
The two Jurchens had sabers in their hands, and they also held the advantage in numbers. Naturally, they didn't take Han Mo seriously.
Therefore, while their attacks looked sharp, they still held a bit of playful intent in their hearts. Seeing them courting death, Han Mo had no intention of holding back.
After dodging their first round of attacks, he swung the bench and struck the chest of the Jurchen on the left.
His blow was incredibly fierce. With this one bench strike, a visible deep pit appeared on the Jurchen's chest.
"You dare to injure the guards of my Great Jin envoy?"
The remaining Jurchen clearly did not expect Han Mo to be so ruthless.
Seeing his companion fall again, he was furious.
"Are you out of your mind when you left home?"
Han Mo sneered, then swung the bench again, striking him to the ground.
"Good! Well fought!"
At this, the onlookers erupted in cheers.
"Kid, you dare to beat up the guards of my Great Jin envoy? Today, we'll make sure you can't handle the consequences!"
Even though all three were knocked to the ground and essentially lost the strength to fight back, their mouths showed no sign of surrender.
"Can't handle the consequences? Do you know how a flower thief should be dealt with according to Great Song law?"
Han Mo spoke as he dropped the bench and walked towards the three with a sinister smile.
"You, don't come near! Don't come near!"
Seeing the malicious smile on Han Mo's face, the three were truly starting to panic.
"What am I doing? Of course, I'm going to teach you the rules of this Great Song Dynasty!"
Han Mo spoke as he forcefully stomped on the groin of one of them.
"Crack—"
"Crack—"
"Aow—"
Accompanied by two crisp sounds of shattered testicles, the Jurchen's body instantly bent into a bizarre arc.
"Don't come near! Don't come near!"
The remaining two Jurchens had never seen such a scene. Seeing Han Mo walk towards them step by step, they scrambled backward, screaming in terror.
"Aow—"
"Oh, Mother!"
Han Mo had no intention of letting them go. After two screams, both of them completely fainted from the pain.
By the time Zong Ying arrived, all three Jurchens were lying on the ground, barely clinging to life.
Seeing their battered state, Zong Ying couldn't help but twitch his lips.
This time, it was truly going to be troublesome!
The imperial court was currently negotiating with the Jurchens about a joint campaign against Liao. At such a critical juncture, such an incident suddenly occurred...
At this moment, he had no idea how this matter would eventually unfold.
"Brother Han, you are too impulsive..."
Looking at the miserable state of the three Jurchens, Zong Ying gave a wry smile.
He had originally thought that Han Mo was a planner who always acted after careful consideration and always left himself a way out.
However, he hadn't expected Han Mo to be so impulsive this time.
While these three Jurchens were indeed deserving of their fate, the problem was that they were members of the Jurchen envoy.
This matter had now completely escalated...
"Young Official Han, don't panic. We can all testify that these three Jurchens harassed innocent women first!"
Before Han Mo could speak, someone in the crowd recognized Han Mo's identity.
After all, he was now the foremost scholar in Bianliang.
"Young Official Han? Which Young Official Han?"
"Which other Young Official Han could it be? Of course, it's the foremost scholar in Bianliang, the foremost scholar of the Great Song!"
Once someone revealed Han Mo's identity, the entire scene instantly erupted.
"Brother Zong, don't worry. You should stay out of this. You've already discussed it with the Prince, none of you are to interfere. I can handle this myself!"
Seeing the chaotic scene, Han Mo quickly said to Zong Ying.
"But..."
"Alright, there's no 'but.' Remember what I said!"
After speaking, Han Mo strode forward and cupped his fists towards the onlookers.
"Esteemed elders and fellow villagers, these Jurchens have gone too far. I, Han, acted out of momentary indignation and was a bit heavy-handed. Would you trouble yourselves to accompany me to the Kaifeng Prefecture?"