Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 23: Lady Ya Zhai

Being ignored and taking advantage of the opportunity to launch a surprise attack feels really great.

This is Xin Zhuo's feeling, followed by an additional thought in his mind: This situation is stable!

A seventh-ranked expert, underestimating the situation, suffered a serious injury. If it weren't for the self-explosion and the short-term boost of True Qi and martial arts as seen in movies and TV dramas, he probably wouldn't have the ability to fight again.

"Drip, drip..."

Fresh red blood kept dripping down his clothes, a mass of internal organs squeezed out from the ruptured clothing and mixed with flesh and blood.

The coachman immediately pressed on the wound, pushing the internal organs back in. His face turned pale, his brows furrowed, and he stared at Xin Zhuo, completely puzzled. No matter how he observed, he couldn't see Xin Zhuo's Realm.

Having practiced martial arts for thirty-five years and reached the seventh-ranked level, even if he were to face a higher-ranked expert, he could still fight a few rounds. Ordinary people, let alone injuring him, would probably not be able to break through his strong Golden Bell technique even if they stood there and let him attack. So why did he get injured by a little kid's broken knife?

No, this knife is definitely not an ordinary one!

"How did you do it?"

As more blood flowed, the coachman's voice became weaker. He said while moving closer to the carriage, his sword neither raised nor lowered, full of vigilance. There must be something he was extremely concerned about inside the carriage.

Xin Zhuo thought for a moment but didn't answer. He came to rob, so he was in the wrong. No matter how he explained it, it didn't seem appropriate. After all, villains often die from talking too much.

Moreover, he took two steps closer to the carriage. He was curious about what was inside, whether it was wealth or people.

"Guards!"

Seeing Xin Zhuo approaching, the coachman became extremely vigilant and shouted urgently.

The six guards who were engaged in a fierce battle immediately forced Cui Ying'er and the other four back and charged towards Xin Zhuo on their horses.

With the help of the horses' momentum and the riders' strength, their imposing manner was quite intimidating. Xin Zhuo couldn't help but retreat a few steps.

However, Cui Ying'er and the other four were seasoned bandits who had been robbing for years. At this moment, they found an opportunity and rushed straight towards the carriage.

"You scoundrels, how dare you!"

"Get lost! Die!"

The coachman intended to stop them, but his injuries were too severe. He couldn't even use his powerful and unpredictable martial arts. He was forced back by the chaotic swords and sabers of the five people.

Cui Ying'er leaped onto the carriage shaft and waved her whip. "Drive! Let's go!"

The five bandits shamelessly abandoned their highly skilled leader and drove the carriage away.

Meanwhile, the six knights who intended to chase after them were entangled by Xin Zhuo.

That's right, entangled!

Xin Zhuo swung two clumsy yet fierce and unpredictable sabers, easily shattering the faces of four horses, causing them to panic and collide with the other two horses, creating chaos.

The six guards reacted quickly and quickly dismounted, wielding their swords and attacking Xin Zhuo, shouting angrily, "Bold scoundrel, die!"

Leaning against a rock, clutching his stomach, the coachman's face grew paler as he watched the carriage disappear from his sight. A trace of despair appeared on his face as he looked at the besieged young man, finally seeing the young man's saber clearly.

The initial move was clumsy, the middle was unpredictable, and the final strike was strange. Blood Qi emerged, indicating an eighth-ranked level. However, the saber technique's momentum, form, and strength had reached a certain peak, even surpassing those famous martial arts masters.

A hint of shock and fear appeared in his eyes. He didn't lose unjustly. "Please stop, Your Highness! Let's talk!"

It was too late!

"Spurt..."

"Ah..."

The three most ferocious guards were beheaded on the spot, falling into a pool of blood. The other three guards were forcibly frozen in place, trembling.

The scene was once extremely bloody!

Xin Zhuo was also stunned. This was different from fighting with bandits. Bandits were wicked and used to life and death. They would kill without hesitation. There was no psychological burden. But this time, it was a robbery, which was already immoral. Why harm the innocent?

His original intention was not to kill!

However, it seems that his strange Integrated Union Cultivation Technique exists solely for the purpose of killing.

"I'm really sorry! I won't take martial arts lightly! I apologize, I apologize!"

Xin Zhuo's face was full of remorse as he turned and fled.

Watching Xin Zhuo go, the three lucky surviving guards regained their senses and anxiously asked the coachman, "Mr. Xu, Miss has been kidnapped, what should we do?"

The coachman was already extremely weak. "Quick! Go to the city and notify the manpower to come and catch the thief!"

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Full of self-blame, Xin Zhuo ran while pondering about developing an Integrated Union martial arts technique that doesn't kill. This has nothing to do with the mercy of the Virgin Mary; it's just that some people shouldn't die and it's not good to have their lives taken away for no reason.

The road up the mountain was just ahead. Only the carriage was left alone on the side of the road, empty inside. The horses and Cui Ying'er were not there, presumably they had already gone up the mountain.

At least I can rest assured.

Rushing up the winding mountain path, when the last glimmer of light disappeared from the sky, he returned to the village.

In the courtyard, two horses were tied in the corner. Huang Dagui, Bai Jianxi, and Han Jiulang were sorting through the spoils.

Ten taels of gold, a complete set of writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone, six or seven sets of men's and women's embroidered robes, a sword, two knives, a Pipa instrument made of yellow rosewood, plus a pile of large and small gift boxes.

Meanwhile, Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang were in the kitchen, excitedly opening bags of preserved fruits, dried fruits, and jerky, preparing dinner.

"Boss, damn it, it's amazing!" Seeing Xin Zhuo return, Huang Dagui greeted him, rubbing his hands, his eyes shining, full of cunning. The smile at the corner of his mouth couldn't be suppressed, but his voice inexplicably lowered.

"As long as you guys are happy!" Xin Zhuo's strong moral values from his previous life filled his mind. He was still blaming himself for hurting the innocent and sat on the side absentmindedly.

Unexpectedly, Huang Dagui, with his cunning mind, approached again. "Um... Boss, you should go back and take a look. We've snatched a village belle for you. She's absolutely stunning and a perfect match for you, a natural pair."

Xin Zhuo looked up at Huang Dagui, automatically ignoring his improper choice of words. "You kidnapped someone?"

"We did, a beauty. She's stunning, unbelievably beautiful." Bai Jianxi and Han Jiulang also approached with a cunning and flattering attitude.

Xin Zhuo rubbed his temples and got up, walking towards his own room. Inside the room, the light was on, casting a graceful figure in the middle of the house, motionless.

He sighed and pushed the door open with force, looking at the person inside, unable to help but be stunned.

Inside the room was a young girl in her twenties, wearing a white silk dress, with a cloud bun and long black hair reaching her waist. She had a graceful figure, straight posture, skin like jade, eyebrows like distant mountains, and cherry lips.

Especially her pair of beautiful autumn water eyes, at this moment, they showed a few more traces of fear and rejection due to the drastic changes she had experienced, making her even more pitiful in Xin Zhuo's eyes.

Having been in this world for some time, he had never seen a girl with such beauty and a ladylike temperament. Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang were bandits, the nun and the princess were religious figures. It was the first time he had seen a girl with such beauty and a refined temperament.

What should I say?

"Hello!" Two words slipped out of his mouth.

The woman didn't pay attention to him. Seeing Xin Zhuo enter, she immediately took a step back with light and graceful steps. A sharp dagger was pressed against her own white neck, her eyes full of determination and rejection.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not a good person!"

Xin Zhuo felt a bit awkward, turned around, and closed the door.

"How is it?" Huang Dagui and the others approached again, their faces full of teasing.

"What is this woman's identity? Did you ask?" Xin Zhuo asked.

She looked like a girl from a very wealthy family.

"No, did you ask?" Huang Dagui grinned, revealing a set of yellow teeth. "We were going to abandon her earlier, but she looked beautiful, so we brought her back and made her the boss's wife. We didn't want to be rude, so we locked her in your room, but we didn't touch her."

"I see!"

Cui Ying'er suddenly walked out of the kitchen and handed over a jade pendant.

(End of this chapter)