“Nine Dragons Society.”
Those three words carried an invisible chill, instantly freezing the crowd that had just been filled with righteous anger. The street fell into an eerie silence.
Seeing this, the burly man burst into arrogant laughter. “Hahaha… see? You’re scared now, aren’t you! Anyone who dares go against our Nine Dragons Society is asking for death!”
From within the shrinking crowd, whispers rose again, filled with fear.
“The Nine Dragons Society is a gang in the underground forces of Pingjin City. They are ruthless and deeply rooted in power. No one dares to provoke them.”
“Exactly! We should leave. Saving our lives is more important.”
“That’s right, let’s go quickly. Don’t get targeted, or you won’t even know how you died.”
“Yes, yes…”
As the murmurs spread, the crowd panicked and began to retreat like a tide, quickly dispersing.
Seeing everyone withdraw, the burly man’s expression turned both smug and ferocious. He looked provocatively at Qin Feng. “Kid, are you scared now? You dare meddle in the Nine Dragons Society’s business? You’ve brought disaster upon yourself. If you’re smart, kneel down, apologize, and compensate one hundred silver dollars. I might consider letting you off!”
As he spoke, his greedy and lecherous gaze openly landed on Su Nuohan, who was gently comforting the Little Boy.
Upon seeing this, Fu Chengyan’s eyes turned instantly cold, his expression dark as water. “Qin Feng. Kill him.”
“Yes.”
Qin Feng responded without hesitation.
In the next instant, his figure vanished like a ghost.
A faint crack sounded.
The burly man’s vicious smile froze on his face. His massive body suddenly went limp as if all his bones had been pulled out. He collapsed to the ground, his head tilted at an unnatural angle, eyes wide open but unfocused—completely lifeless.
The remaining onlookers, not yet dispersed, witnessed this horrifying scene and turned deathly pale. The entire street fell into absolute silence.
On the other side, Su Nuohan acted as if she had heard nothing. She continued gently wiping the dirt off the Little Boy’s face with meticulous care.
After finishing, she casually turned her palm, and several silver notes appeared in her hand.
“Little friend, take these. Buy yourself some food, and find a good doctor for your grandmother.” Her voice was as gentle as water.
The Little Boy stared at the sudden fortune in shock. The amount was far beyond anything he had ever imagined. He was so stunned he did not dare accept it. His eyes instinctively darted toward the lifeless body of the burly man on the ground, then back to the stunning woman before him.
Seeing this, Su Nuohan smiled faintly. She took his dirty little hand without resistance and placed the silver notes into it, even helping him close his fingers around them.
“Take it. Don’t be afraid.” Her voice carried a strange soothing power.
Her actions, following so closely after a public killing, appeared extremely bizarre and contradictory.
One moment was cold, ruthless instant death. The next was gentle, compassionate charity. The stark contrast created an almost surreal feeling for those watching from afar.
Under her gentle yet firm insistence—and the overwhelming shock of the silver notes—the Little Boy finally trembled and clutched the money tightly.
He then knelt down and repeatedly bowed. “Thank you, sister! Thank you, sister…”
“Alright, alright, no need to thank me. Go home quickly,” Su Nuohan said, hurriedly helping him up.
“Yes! Thank you, sister!” The Little Boy said, then ran into a nearby alley without looking back.
Su Nuohan watched until he disappeared before turning around and calmly looking at Fu Chengyan.
Fu Chengyan’s deep gaze, like that of a hawk, had never left her from the very beginning.
After a brief silence between them, Su Nuohan walked up to him, tilting her head slightly. She put on a somewhat innocent yet uneasy expression and asked softly, “I… did I interfere too much?”
Fu Chengyan did not answer directly. Instead, he let out a cold snort. “Madam is quite generous. You even give out silver notes at a glance.”
Hearing this, Su Nuohan acted as though she was frightened by his tone. She lowered her head and softly explained, “I… I’m sorry… I just thought the child was really pitiful, so I couldn’t help wanting to help him…”
Fu Chengyan looked at her and sneered. “Madam, do you not look at what’s beside you?”
“Beside me?” Su Nuohan blinked in confusion, then turned to look toward where the burly man had fallen.
Immediately after, she gasped and covered her mouth. “Ah? Why is this person like that? Sleeping on the street with his eyes open like this… what if someone accidentally steps on him or a cart runs him over?”
“Pfft—”
Before she even finished speaking, Qin Feng, who had been trying hard to keep a straight face, could not help but laugh out loud. He quickly covered his mouth, forcing himself to suppress it, but his shoulders still trembled uncontrollably.
This Young Madam was truly an extraordinary person.
A dead man could actually be described as someone “sleeping on the street with his eyes open.” It was simply too amusing.
Meanwhile, Fu Chengyan felt speechless. It almost looked as if black lines were sliding down his forehead.
He knew she was pretending, but he did not expect her to do it so… naturally and confidently.
Clenching his teeth, he forced out a few words through the gaps. “He is dead.”
“Ah? Dead?” Su Nuohan widened her eyes appropriately, her face filled with shock and disbelief, as if she had just heard something earth-shattering. “T-this… how could that be?”
“How?” Fu Chengyan sneered, stepping closer. His sharp gaze tried to find even the slightest flaw in her expression. “Are you afraid?”
Su Nuohan immediately shook her head. Her expression shifted from shock to something almost sorrowful. “No… I just feel… a little pity.”
“Pity?”
Fu Chengyan and Qin Feng, who had just barely stopped laughing, were both stunned.
Su Nuohan nodded solemnly. Her tone was sincere and emotional. “Yes, pity. Just moments ago, he was still so lively, so arrogant and overbearing, acting like no one could reason with him. He also looked quite strong and healthy.”
“I didn’t expect… in the blink of an eye, he would suddenly die. Sigh, life truly is unpredictable. It seems one should do more good deeds and control their temper.”
Fu Chengyan: “……”
Qin Feng: “!!!” (Young Madam is really struggling not to laugh! Her logic is truly genius!)
Looking at Su Nuohan’s stunning face full of “sincerity” and “regret,” Fu Chengyan was momentarily unsure whether to be angry or amused.
He had ruled battlefields and held power for years. He had seen all kinds of people, but he had never seen anyone who could lie so openly with a straight face—and even elevate it into life philosophy.
Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the complicated emotions surging within him and looked at her deeply, the corner of his lips curling slightly. “Madam truly has… unique insights.”
Pretending not to hear the underlying meaning, Su Nuohan instead seemed to take it as approval. She relaxed slightly and smiled gently again. “As long as the Young Marshal is not angry with me. Shall we… continue shopping?”
She glanced around at the now-empty street.
Following her gaze, Fu Chengyan looked around as well, then calmly said two words:
“Return to the residence.”