At 14, Xiaohuo was forced to separate from his organs

  Leng Ruyan kicked open the door with one foot, and the people inside saw someone coming in, immediately shouting: "Who?"

  "It's a robbery." Leng Ruyan was very kind and directly told them, then took a step forward and rushed up, with one or two knife hands on the necks of several house slaves. These house slaves had not reacted yet, and fell to the ground.

  Leng Ruyu patted her hand, fortunately it was just a few family servants, and they were easily dealt with.

  The person tied to the pillar looked at her in panic: "Y...you're going to do what?"

  Leng Ruyu suddenly slapped him: "You're blind, can't you see that I'm here to save you?"

  The person on the pillar was innocently about to cry: "You don't have to slap me so hard when you save people." His face, which had just been slapped, hurt to death, and he was given another slap without saying a word. Is this what it means to come and rescue someone?!

  "Hey kid, do you think that if you stay in this mansion and hand over the silver, they'll let you off?" Leng Ru Jing didn't rush him, instead leaning against a pillar to chat with him casually.

  The young man shook his head: "No."

  Leng Ruyu stretched out her hand and gave him another slap: "You clearly know you won't win, yet you still insist on handing it over."

  "It's better to suffer less by giving in!" The young man was stirred up and almost cried.

  "You've met a good person." Leng Ruyan said as she helped him untie the rope, and after untying it, she pulled his hand: "Follow me."

  The bright moonlight outside illuminated the ground, and the joyful songs from that side rose again. Leng Yulan pulled him to the wall and struggled to pull him up onto the wall head.

  Standing on the wall, the young man was frightened and trembled: "This wall is too high, let's hurry down."

  "Wait!" Leng Ruyan stood beside the young man, one hand on his shoulder, chuckling: "If you jump forward, you can take the stolen money and live a carefree life. If you go backward, you'll immediately alert the guards and be pierced by a thousand arrows. Which one do you choose?"

  The young man found it strange what she said and replied without hesitation: "Of course, forward."

  "Actually, you don't need to answer this question, I'm just symbolically asking you because it's up to me to decide whether you go forward or backward." Leng Ruo Xing smiled slyly and patted him.

  "Of course, if you're willing to share some of the silver you stole with me, I can consider your decision."

  The young man's disbelieving eyes appeared from the messy hair, and he stuttered: "You, you're taking advantage of the fire to loot."

  "Slap!" Cold as the pupil didn't say another word and gave him a hard slap: "You don't understand human language, I've already said that I'm a robber."

  "How much are you going to split?" The young man was beaten and didn't dare say another word.

  Her eyes cold, she pursed her lips and shamelessly stretched out three fingers: "You three, I seven."

  The young man nodded his disheveled head, he didn't want to get beaten again.

  Leng Ruyan pulled him down from the wall, and the young man was so scared that he closed his eyes and didn't dare to cry out, twisting his face in pain. After landing on the ground, Leng Ruyan patted him hard: "We're here, you're so timid yet you dare to steal things. Where are they?"

  The little guy stammered and said: "Yes, yes, at the end of this alley, I was buried in the corner of the wall."

  The night grew darker, the shops had all closed, and the streets were empty except for the occasional pair of drunks. The deserted alley was eerily quiet.

  The little fellow who was afraid to climb over the wall, when he got here, didn't fear anymore, and directly rushed in to dig out the silver, very cleverly handing it over to Leng Ruyan.

  Leng Ruyuan opened the small black bag containing silver and dazzled the dog's eyes.