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The maidservant had somehow put on the young lady's clothes. She was being forced into a corner by a man in black with a long sword. The young master who had come with her was nowhere to be seen.

The man in black was covering his face. The cold moonlight reflected on the edge of the three-foot-long sword was blinding.

The passersby all shook their heads and sighed, hastening their steps towards Chang Ning Lane. If a Clay Buddha was unable to protect itself after crossing the river, how could it have the heart to care about others?

"Let's go, let's go! It's already good enough that we can survive until daybreak. How can we still care about him?"

"Oh, yes. "You can only blame the lord of Yuzhou. If he didn't hold such an extremely enjoyable banquet, those young masters, who don't treat people as human beings, wouldn't be so rampant."

The maid's thin dress had already been torn apart by someone, revealing a snow-white undergarment underneath. She looked at the passing pedestrians in despair, her eyes overflowing with hatred.

"Help me, why isn't anyone coming?"

The man in black laughed sinisterly, "Look, this is human nature. "Don't even think about struggling anymore. No one will save you. It's your fortune that the Lord is willing to show mercy to you."

Luo Lingwei gritted her teeth and took the crossbow from the puppet's hand, exchanging the points of experience to shoot at the man in black.

In front of all the wrong things, that tiny bit of disgust was not worth mentioning. She could not ruin the rest of her life because of her own selfish desire.

Han Yu leaned against the wall, staring coldly at her movements. "You won't be able to save her."

"Then I still want to try." Luo Lingwei refuted.

She could not stand by and allow a weak girl to be killed.

She stretched out her hand as if she wanted to rub Luo Lingwei's head, but then quietly pulled it back and muttered, "You are very similar to her in this aspect."

They always had their own bottom line, and always had the heart of a virgin.

As she looked down at her hands, which were covered in calluses, she felt sad that she had forgotten her original appearance after wandering for so many years.

Luo Lingwei knew that she was talking about the mother of the original owner — Qiu Xi.

No one knew what the puppet's crossbow bolt had touched, but even though Luo Lingwei had missed, the black-clothed man's eyes still fell to the ground.

The young maid looked on helplessly as the black clothed man died before her eyes. His entire body was trembling as he stood in a corner, hugging her as he trembled in his embrace.

Luo Lingwei took off her outer robe and covered her with it. Fortunately, the Golden Night Banquet was a grand occasion. In order to maintain the dignity of an imperial concubine, she had worn layers upon layers of clothing.

Otherwise, if the young maid wore a tattered set of clothes, who knew what kind of people would covet her.

"How are you?" Luo Lingwei extended her hand towards the young maid and asked as gently as possible.

Han Yu's usually cold heart quivered, then he mocked himself for being naive. With Luo Lingwei's stupidity, losing her protection was the same as the young maid's fate. She would not be able to live past dawn.

Even though he thought this way, he still kicked away the body of the black clothed man and stood behind Luo Lingwei, constantly observing the surroundings to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the chaos to launch a sneak attack.

She didn't expect that the young maid would directly throw herself at Han Yu's feet, wiping away her tears and tightly hugging his thigh without letting go.

"Young master, please take me away! I beg you, if there is no Young Noble, I will die! " The young maid cried her heart out as she looked up at Han Yu with a pitiful expression.

Luo Lingwei was suddenly a little disappointed. It wasn't that she was disappointed by the young maid's attitude, but that she had no dignity at all and that she was going to do anything to survive.

"Are we going to take her away?" Luo Lingwei could not bear to see this, but in the team, she had no right to speak.

Without another word, she sent the puppet to scout ahead.

"You can save her once, but you can't save her for the rest of her life." Han Yu's face was expressionless as she coldly kicked away the young maid who was crying uncontrollably at her feet. She didn't have any sympathy for him.

Luo Lingwei gripped her sleeve arrows tightly and looked at the young lady, who shook her head to let her see the young maid's eyes.

Seeing the undisguised hatred in her eyes, Luo Lingwei felt powerless.

Although the young maid was a victim, the coldness in her eyes didn't match up to the temperature of the person who used violence. No one can save a man who chooses to exile himself.

"Let's go." Luo Lingwei shook her head dejectedly and placed the jade pendant on her waist on the ground before turning around and following the steps of her master.

Although she was crying, her eyes were like those of a hungry wolf, filled with the unwillingness to lose and hatred towards the world. The negative emotions hidden in the depths of her heart caused Luo Lingwei to be alarmed, as if she could burst out and tear someone to shreds at any time.

Luo Lingwei thought about her previous framing and indifferently followed the crowd. She was not a saint, and she would not be kind enough to save a viper that harbored malice toward anyone. She did not want to experience the lessons of Mr. Dongguo and the wolf.

Not only did the young maid hate the person who did such a thing, she also hated herself for pulling her out of the quagmire.

Humans were like this. A hatred without real value was worse than complaining about a good will that just happened to pass by.

"Why do I feel disappointed?" Sensing that Luo Lingwei's mood was low, Han Yu stood in front of Luo Lingwei, blocking her way.

Luo Lingwei was startled by the sudden appearance of that human face, but she bitterly smiled and shook her head.

"Why do you think people become like this?" Luo Lingwei asked him.

Initially, she felt that this was only possible in the face of supreme power. However, the reality was not as beautiful as she had imagined. It was as if the more blood one experienced, the darker one became.

Han Yu was slightly surprised that she would ask such a question. After pondering for a moment, he replied, "Perhaps this is the real world, the world hidden underneath Chun and Jingming Hai Qinghe."

Luo Lingwei recalled the debate topic that she had taught him in university. Whether one was born to be kind or evil. At that time, she believed that people had a good nature in the beginning, but now, she suddenly wavered.

"It's not necessarily a good thing to overthink." At some point in time, she had become the guide, so she stopped and patted Luo Lingwei's arm in a comforting manner.

"We're here."

Luo Lingwei raised her head to look at the tall and big memorial archway in front of her. The memorial archway had really aged. The ground beneath his feet was covered with fine moss and rocks. His body also had traces of aging.

A string of tattered paper lanterns hung from the old archway, swaying in the night breeze. The paintings on the lanterns had already faded, and only a small ball of faint yellow light could be seen from the dim light of the lanterns.

There was a nest of crows on the same old locust tree beside him. Due to the disturbance of the Golden Feast of the Bright Night, crows were squishing in the branches.

Han Yu and Eunuch Wu seemed to be accustomed to this, and they walked into the alleyway with gentle steps.

Luo Lingwei took a deep breath and followed them.

The alleyway was not as noisy and peaceful as he had expected. Instead, it was deathly silent. The narrow alleyway was filled with broken bones and limbs. It was clear that they had just experienced an abnormally intense slaughter. Luo Lingwei almost fainted from the smell of blood as she spat at Han Yu.

A man's mouth is deceiving!

"Here... What exactly happened? "

Luo Lingwei, who was trying her best to hold in the urge to vomit, roughly counted the number of corpses in the alleyway that was less than a hundred meters wide.

It truly was killing a person in ten steps, unstoppable for a thousand miles.