Lin Yu's expression was calm as he looked at the corpses strewn across the floor; there was no disgust, no nausea, everything felt natural.
"Clang."
Picking up Scarface Leader's nichirin blade, Lin Yu examined it carefully. Although it hadn't been maintained for a long time and the tip was damaged, this did not hide the sharpness of the blade.
Lin Yu nodded in satisfaction at the nichirin blade, then casually tore a piece of clothing from a corpse and carefully wrapped the nichirin blade.
After all, it was a controlled item, and openly carrying it around might attract unnecessary trouble.
After tidying up the nichirin blade, Lin Yu walked around the warehouse again.
He packed up all the food and money that the Gang had plundered and took them with him.
Food sufficient for dozens of people for two or three days would last Lin Yu's family of five for a long time, not to mention the money.
The money Scarface Leader had secretly accumulated from human trafficking and exploiting refugees hadn't been spent yet, so it benefited Lin Yu.
Although the quantity wasn't large, only about ten coins, in this era, the purchasing power represented by these golden coins was astonishing.
Without becoming extremely wealthy, at least they would be well-fed and clothed for a long time.
For Lin Yu, who had lived a very poor life, it was like becoming rich overnight.
Listening to the crisp, pleasant clinking of the gold coins in the package, Lin Yu's mood also brightened.
He seemed to already envision the surprised and delighted expressions of Chu Ying and the others when they saw it.
After packing up all the useful items, Lin Yu turned and walked directly towards the main door.
As the heavy door slowly groaned open, Lin Yu's figure gradually disappeared into the alley.
And with the sound of that door opening, some dark corners around them cast gazes of uncertainty towards Lin Yu.
After seeing Lin Yu leave, the women who had been captured by the Gang finally dared to emerge from where they had been hiding.
They picked up some of the food Lin Yu had left behind, which he couldn't conveniently carry, and hurried out.
They were afraid that Lin Yu would kill them too when he was slaughtering the Gang members.
Fortunately, Lin Yu was not a bloodthirsty person; he naturally wouldn't harm these innocent victims.
However, the departure of these women left the refugees who had been secretly observing everything utterly horrified.
They all knew that these women had been captured by the Gang.
Now that these women had escaped, what did that mean?
Thinking of this, many felt a chill in their hearts and recalled the young man who had left earlier, their mouths feeling dry.
With two nichirin blades at his waist and a large package on his back, Lin Yu spent a little time before wearily returning home.
Engaging in combat with dozens of people continuously, even with Lin Yu's excellent swordsmanship, was a considerable drain on his physical strength. After all, Lin Yu was only a fourteen-year-old child who was still growing.
To only feel tired after such high-intensity exercise already fully demonstrated Lin Yu's powerful physique.
Just as he reached the front door, he heard Chu Ying and Ikoma arguing fiercely inside.
"Ikoma, move aside!"
"No, Lin Yu said we should stay home and absolutely not run out."
"But... but Lin Yu might be in danger now, how can we just do nothing and... and stay home..."
As Chu Ying spoke, her voice choked up.
This little girl, although she didn't know what Lin Yu was going to do, she was sure it had something to do with the Gang.
As soon as she thought of the Gang's large numbers and their fierce, evil members, Chu Ying's heart couldn't help but grow anxious.
Even if Lin Yu had considerable strength, he couldn't defeat so many people.
"Chu Ying, what exactly happened when you and Lin Yu were setting up your stall this afternoon!"
"I... Lin Yu..."
Chu Ying was about to explain what happened that afternoon when Lin Yu's familiar voice came from outside the door.
"Don't worry, I'm back."
As he spoke, the dilapidated small door was pushed open from the outside, and seeing Lin Yu's gentle smile, tears streamed from Chu Ying's eyes.
"Lin Yu!"
Chu Ying suddenly stood up, looking at Lin Yu excitedly, and threw herself into his arms like a swallow returning to its nest.
"That's great."
"Lin Yu, it's so great that you're okay."
The girl's soft sobs were so pitiful, her thin shoulders trembled constantly, revealing her inner excitement.
Lin Yu looked helplessly at Chu Ying in his arms, wanting to reach out and pat her head, but his hands were still holding a heavy parcel.
"Alright, Chu Ying, I'm fine, aren't I? Don't cry anymore, or you'll turn ugly."
"I don't care... who... who told you to do dangerous things...."
When Lin Yu left, he didn't give Chu Ying a chance to say much, leaving directly.
This left Chu Ying feeling wronged, uneasy, and self-reproachful.
After all, Chu Ying felt that the entire origin of this incident was due to her disobedience.
If she hadn't insisted on staying on the street to set up a stall with Lin Yu, none of this would have happened.