Farm Girl's Manor

"Stop! Cough, cough, stop it, damn you! You little bitch, do you not want your father to live?"

Bu Shi Ren’s face was swollen from Lin Yong’s beating, his teeth whistling with the wind, yet he still filled his mouth with filth and did not forget to threaten.

"His mouth is still so filthy. Brother Lin, don’t be polite with him, I think he’s rather enjoying the shouting!"

Mo Yan watched Bu Shi Ren with detachment, ignoring the banging on the door and the yelling from outside. From the moment Lin Yong had started to hit him, they had already offended the man. Since there was no room for easing the situation, they might as well give this scum a good beating to vent their anger.

Sure enough, Lin Yong struck even harder, aiming for vulnerable parts like the face and stomach. Bu Shi Ren howled in pain; it looked like he was about to be beaten to death. Bu Shi Ren finally became docile and began to plead for mercy.

"Ow, Grandmother, Lord Lin, stop hitting me, please stop! I beg you to spare me, please spare me!"

Mo Yan snorted coldly, turned around, and opened the door. The few workers who were ramming the door used too much force and fell into the room like dominoes, groaning as they lay on the ground. The ten or so workers behind them rushed in as soon as they saw Bu Shi Ren’s miserable state, ready to lay into them.

Seeing that his men had barged in, Bu Shi Ren’s eyes lit up and he became arrogant again, "Hurry up and capture these two pieces of trash for me!"

But he had forgotten that he was still under Lin Yong’s foot. Before the others could advance, Lin Yong grabbed Bu Shi Ren, twisted his arms behind his back, pulled out a dagger from his body, and pressed it against his neck, the blade tightly against his skin. A slight pressure would be enough to slit his throat.

"I’d like to see if you are faster or if my hand is!"

The chilling cold of the dagger pierced to Bu Shi Ren’s core, causing him to shudder twice. He suddenly felt pain in his neck and blood started to flow, "Nobody move, or I’ll kill anyone who comes closer!"

After speaking, he fawned with his battered face and pleaded with Lin Yong, "Lord Lin, kind-hearted hero Lin, I dare not do it again, I truly dare not, Your Excellency has a great mercy, please spare me!"

With his life in the hands of another, Bu Shi Ren was so frightened that his legs went weak, and his face streamed with snot and tears, unable to muster the slightest resistance.

Lin Yong glanced at him in disgust and turned to look at Mo Yan, his eyes seeking her decision.

Understanding his look, Mo Yan eyed the threatening workers nearby and pointed at one of them, "Where is my father being held? Go and bring him here!"

The worker she pointed at trembled but didn’t dare disobey. He looked at Bu Shi Ren with a pained expression, and before he could even ask, Bu Shi Ren quickly nodded, "Go, go, please invite Mr. Mo here properly!"

With the order given, the worker hurried out of the room toward the storeroom in the back courtyard.

In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Mo Qingze was finally brought in. When Mo Yan saw that the clothes he wore were not the same ones he had on when he left that morning and something seemed off about the way he walked, she realized as he came closer and saw the bruises on his face that her father had been beaten. She stared at Bu Shi Ren, wishing she could kick him cripple.

"Grandmother, this... this..."

Feeling the anger emanating from Mo Yan, Bu Shi Ren trembled with his obese body, trying to stammer out an explanation, but finding there was none. He shrank back, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible, afraid that the god of death behind him would slice his throat with the dagger.

"Yanyan, how could you come here? Go back quickly, Dad will be home soon!"

Mo Qingze, who had been somewhat dazed, suddenly became much more alert upon seeing his daughter. He hurried over and pushed her toward the exit.

Mo Yan hurried forward, supporting her staggering father, her expression turning even grimmer. She pointed at Bu Shi Ren, her teeth clenched as she said, "Bu, my father is a good citizen who has never sold himself into servitude, and he holds official honors. First, you falsely accused him and restricted his freedom, and then you abused your power to torture him. Where did you get such audacity? Or do you think, by relying on Wu An’s Mansion, you can disregard human life? I would really like to see, when the news that Wu An’s Mansion condones their Manager’s violence gets out, whether Wu An’s Mansion will protect you or take your damn life!"

Upon hearing this, Bu Shi Ren immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He dared to blatantly frame and exploit others for profit because he relied on the power of Wu An’s Mansion; embezzlement was a minor issue, as long as he covered his tracks, the accusation of embezzlement against Mo Qingze was set!

But if the news of him using private punishment on Mo Qingze got out, and if it tarnished Wu An’s Mansion’s reputation, Wu An’s Mansion would be the first to show him no mercy.

He hung his head, masking the fear in his eyes. He originally thought this family were just unworldly country folk, whom he could intimidate and tempt into compliance, so his objectives would surely be met. He didn’t expect this would become a leverage against him. What to do now? Just let them go?

He was really not reconciled. Had he not underestimated this family, looked down on this lowly girl, how would he end up gaining nothing and attracting trouble instead?

With this thought, a malicious glint flashed in Bu Shi Ren’s eyes. Humph, he would let them go for today. There will be time to settle the score!

"Madam, I won’t dare anymore; I beg you to spare me. You can take Mr. Mo away right now, I absolutely won’t harbor any ill intentions again!"

Mo Yan sneered, knowing that her words had temporarily stunned Bu Shi Ren, but she didn’t believe a word he said. She couldn’t just kill the man; what mattered most was taking her father away, the rest could be dealt with later.

...

After leaving Treasure Pavilion, Mo Yan and Lin Yong took Mo Qingze straight to the medical clinic. Fortunately, Mo Qingze had only suffered superficial injuries and would recover after a few days of rest.

The three returned home, where everyone was overjoyed. Lizhong had returned before them, feeling extremely ashamed for not being able to offer help.

Of course, Mo Yan couldn’t blame him for not being able to help; after all, they had managed to rescue her father entirely intact.

After sending the three kids to the yard, Mo Yan recounted in detail to Lizhong what had transpired at Treasure Pavilion and finally voiced her concerns.

"Bu Shi Ren is not an easy person to deal with, and having suffered a great loss today, he will certainly not let the matter rest."

Bu Shi Ren was a consummate scoundrel and would definitely concoct sly ways to retaliate against them. Moreover, he was connected to Wu An’s Mansion, so if he did seek revenge, they might not be able to handle him, not to mention the unresolved issue of her father being falsely accused of embezzlement.

"Miss Mo, you needn’t worry about that. After today, that damn cur won’t trouble you anymore."

Always silent since arriving at the Mo Family, Lin Yong shocked everyone with his statement.

Mo Qingze and Lizhong looked at him puzzledly while Mo Yan expressed her concern, "Brother Lin, you mustn’t act rashly!"

Lin Yong was not one to speak without thinking. If he said that Bu Shi Ren wouldn’t come after them again, then it was certain that he wouldn’t, but other than eliminating Bu Shi Ren, she couldn’t fathom what Lin Yong could possibly do.

Lin Yong certainly saw her reasoning but did not explain. Ultimately, ignoring everyone’s insistent persuasion to stay, he left in a hurry without even having his meal.

Lin Yong didn’t head directly out of town to return to the refugee camp; instead, he went straight east toward Eastern Market where the powerful gathered. He paused for a moment in front of the largest brothel in Jing City—Bao Yue Lou, then strode in...