Lin Yue’e trembled with anger as she got up and charged at the people mocking her, shouting, "You despicable ones, what nonsensical gossip are you spreading? You’re the ones having affairs! Your whole family is having affairs. Are you trying to drive me to death..."
Although these people were enjoying the scene, they also didn’t feel it was right to kick someone when they were down. After all, they were kind-hearted villagers at heart.
Yang Ruxin, on the other hand, didn’t care about that and even laughed, "When you talk about others, you don’t worry about driving them to death? What’s the matter? People can’t talk about you?"
"You..." Lin Yue’e’s glance at Yang Ruxin was venomous, as if spitting poison. In the past, Yang Dani couldn’t be provoked into a fart with three awls, but how had she become so eloquent now? Speaking in a way that left her stunned and unable to respond, no wonder Yang Anshi, that old pious woman, was at a disadvantage. However, she did not want to suffer like that; she was determined to teach this little bitch a lesson, "You wretched little bitch, let’s see if I don’t tear you apart..." she said as if crazed, charging at Yang Ruxin.
Yang Ruxin was prepared for combat, but as Lin Yue’e sprinted forward, she abruptly stopped, because the glinting cleaver that had previously been lodged in Black Bear’s neck was now resting against her own.
Gu Yao coldly watched Lin Yue’e. Yang Dani was someone his brother had taken a liking to as a sister-in-law, and he wouldn’t allow anyone to slander her and bully her. As long as he and his brother were around, it would always be the sister-in-law who bullied others.
Gu Yao, from a young age, was someone who hung out on the streets until Gu Qingheng’s mother saved him and he became Gu Qingheng’s guard. He was someone who had killed before, and even though he looked harmless, his aura was still terrifying.
Moreover, with the chilly blade against the neck, anyone would feel their legs turn to jelly.
The corner of Yang Ruxin’s mouth curled up—Little Yaozi really was capable.
Lin Yue’e, no matter how fierce, was just a village woman, skilled in hair-pulling and neck-scratching but not used to such standoffs. The cold sensation on her neck felt as if it was about to cut through at any moment, causing her bladder to tighten in fear, and she felt a warm stream trickle down her pants.
Yang Ruxin immediately picked up the smell and quickly took two steps back, glanced at Lin Yue’e’s pants, and couldn’t help but laugh mockingly. She had thought her opponent was tough, but now it seemed she was nothing but a coward.
"Wang Sheng’s wife actually wet her pants..." someone in the crowd shouted.
The crowd instantly turned their gaze upon her, and then burst into roaring laughter, pointing and whispering. Lin Yue’e was mortified, nearly wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.
"Remember, trouble comes from what you say," Gu Yao said expressionlessly, "We are all from the same village, and I don’t want to take a life, but if you think your bones are tougher than a black bear’s, then just keep slandering Yang Dani with your nonsense and see if I don’t chop your head off?"
Fear was all over Lin Yue’e’s face.
"Lin Yue’e," Yang Ruxin raised her voice, "No one would willingly risk their life in the mountains if there were any hope." She lifted her arm, and on the side pressed against her body was a bloody mess—self-inflicted while everyone was focused on Black Bear. "Today you only saw us bring back the black bear, but have you seen our injuries?"
The people around gasped in unison. Although they couldn’t see the wound, the stark red blood was frightening enough—let alone a girl, even a strong man would be overwhelmed by such blood loss.