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The man's face was handsome, his dark eyes were filled with a bone-chilling coldness as he stared coldly at Song Dabao.

Even though he was still injured, and his face was slightly pale, the natural grace he gave off caused others to not dare to look directly at him.

The person who came was precisely the man whom Song Xiangsi had saved that day, the one who was heavily injured and placed by her in the cave.

At this moment, he had already changed out of his blood-stained brocade robe and was only wearing a green colored robe.

Seeming to be able to see the doubt in her heart, the man stretched out his arm to steady Song Xiangsi's body before silently withdrawing his hand and speaking in a polite and appropriate manner with a low voice.

"I met a bandit on my way to business. I gave you the only money I have, but I don't have anywhere else to go. I had to look for a lot of places before I found out that you were here."

Of course, Song Xiangsi did not have time to think about anything else before Song Xiaoxiao ran over while crying. Her two tiny arms were tightly hugging her legs, and tears were streaming down her face.

"Wuwuwu …" "Elder sister, are you alright? You scared me to death, you scared me to death …"

Her small face was pale, and she was obviously frightened.

The fire in Song Xiangsi's heart flared up all of a sudden. It was as if oil had been poured over her, causing sizzling sounds to ring out.

She gritted her teeth, pulled Song Xiaoxiao behind her to protect herself, and then took two steps forward. She glared coldly at Song Dabao and roared: "Bastard, you've killed your own wife, but now you still want to brutally beat your own daughter to death?"

Her aura suddenly rose and her eyes looked extremely frightening, just like an Asura. Song Dabao was frightened and half of the alcohol was drunk, but in the next moment, his face turned ferocious again.

"Stupid girl, who do you think you're talking to?!"

Saying that, he raised his hand to slap Song Xiangsi's face, "You little bastard, don't forget that you're my son. Not to mention hitting you, even if I wanted to beat you to death, I wouldn't dare say anything about it."

Song Dabao was a grown man after all, and he still had some strength. That slap was both urgent and fierce, almost making it impossible for others to dodge it.

Although Song Xiangsi had the ability, she had just transmigrated. Her body was too weak and had not fully recovered. She could no longer be as nimble as she was in her previous life.

She secretly cursed her mother in her heart as she thought to herself that she should slap him. Her face was probably going to get slapped.

"Crunch."

The expected pain did not come, and the sound of bones breaking rang out beside her ears. Following that, was a burst of pig slaughtering wails. Song Xiangsi raised her head and saw Song Dabao's extremely painful and twisted face.

The hand that he had struck down earlier had been gripped by the other slender white hand, and had been caught off guard.

Meng Fanxuan stared coldly at Song Dabao. His black eyes were cloudy and filled with killing intent.

But considering that the person in front of him was the little girl's father, he waved his long arm and threw her out. He quickly retracted his hand, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands.

Ah!

Song Dabao's body was thrown fiercely against the wall, and then he fell back down to the ground. Ka-cha! Two bone cracking sounds could be heard, it seemed like his injuries were not light at all.

Song Dabao was scared out of his wits. The intense pain coming from his body made him want to curse, but when he raised his head and met Meng Ling Xuan's extremely cold and fierce black eyes, his heart suddenly jumped up. He opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't dare to say anything.

Meng Fanxuan coldly smacked the corner of his lips. His thin, blade-like lips curled up slightly as he coldly opened his mouth and said, "What? Still waiting for me to deal with you? "

His voice was too cold, causing Song Dabao to shudder in fright. His body trembled violently as he hurriedly begged for mercy.

Only then did Meng Ling Xuan retract his gaze. Lifting his head slightly, a look of arrogance appeared on his face as he sneered, "Then why aren't you scram!"

Song Dabao was a coward, and was rather frightened by him. He hurriedly expressed his thanks as he scrambled out of the room. Before he left, he suddenly turned his head and glared fiercely at Song Xiangsi, a fierce glint appearing on his chubby face.

"Hmm?"

Meng Huaxuan looked at him, his thin lips pursed tightly as he let out a deep note. His last syllable rose slightly, obviously carrying a bit of a threat, causing Song Dabao to tremble and scramble away.

Song Xiangsi looked coldly in the direction Song Dabao ran in, her red lips curling into a mocking arc.

If Song Dabao would rather die than submit, with a bit of manly ambition, she might have given him some face. However, this kind of person would bully the weak, fear the strong, and was very cowardly.

She raised her eyebrows and patted Song Xiaoxiao's head to comfort her. Then she turned around and quietly picked up the scattered items on the ground.

After working hard for a long time, she finally managed to clean up the area. Only then did she realize that there was a tall man standing beside her. It seemed like it was that man.

Puzzled, she raised her eyebrows and did not beat around the bush. Instead, she asked bluntly, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Meng Ling Xuan raised his eyebrows. He didn't show any anger on his face. Instead, he calmly sat down on the side, raised his hand and poured a cup of water for Song Xiangsi before slowly speaking.

"Miss, I just said that I have no place to go right now. My name is Meng Duanxuan. I wonder if you'll be able to take me in."

"What, take him in? Are you sure? " He then looked at Meng Ling Xuan, his tone not saying how good it was. In his heart, however, he couldn't help but be puzzled, he had only saved his life and accepted some silver coins from him. Could it be that he was now out of silver and had come to ask for it from him?

Meng Ling Xuan shrugged his shoulders and unabashedly revealed his thoughts. "Therefore, I plan to stay here for a while longer."

Look at how natural he sounded, as if he was staying at home for a few days.

Song Xiangsi could not help but roll her eyes, "Hey, hey, hey. I only took a hundred taels of silver from you. Furthermore, I even saved you before. Let's settle the score."

This man actually wanted to blame her? Song Xiangsi could not help but roll her eyes.

However, that smile did not reach his eyes, and his voice was still somewhat cold. "Therefore, you think that my life is worth a hundred silver taels."

This Question... Song Xiangsi was truly shocked.

She raised her hand to rub her chin. Then, she turned her head to look up and down at Meng Ling Xuan. She shook her head and muttered, "It really doesn't look like it …"

When she had saved him, even though the man's clothes were already in ruins, she could still easily distinguish that the material of his clothes were definitely made of silk.

In this era of poverty, there weren't many people who could wear silk. Moreover, just from this man's luxurious aura, she could guess that this man's identity was definitely not simple.