“What should I do? Should I?”
The silent man leaned closer to the burly man, eyes fixed on He Qiu. He whispered with a ferocious expression.
Just as they were hesitating, He Qiu suddenly spoke softly, “Uncle, can you crouch down? Xiao Qiu have something to tell you.”
The group was skeptical, and the cautious short man narrowed his eyes.
“Get rid of him quickly, or it will be a long night with many troubles.”
However, the burly man became interested and dismissed the short man’s caution.
“What’s to fear from a child? They’re all dead anyway, let him finish his words.”
The burly man leaned down, and He Qiu’s soft smile widened, filled with malice in his beautiful eyes.
“Uncle, you’re being too careless!”
As soon as He Qiu said this, the man suddenly realized he couldn’t see clearly. He screamed and fell to the ground.
Inside, the tense and alert Fu Yuling rushed out immediately. “Xiao Qiu!”
The other two sensed the danger and quickly drew their knives and rushed towards Fu Yuling.
Fu Yuling reacted quickly. She dodged the attack and grabbed the man’s wrist. She pulled out a silver needle hidden in her sleeve and swiftly stabbed it into the man’s skin.
In the next moment, the man collapsed, motionless.
The other one was very smart. Seeing the bad situation, he quickly took He Qiu hostage.
Fu Yuling’s heart raced. “Let him go.”
“Let him go?” The man tightened his grip on He Qiu’s neck and shouted, “Die!”
He Wen, who had just come out, panicked but tried to stay calm. After aiming carefully to avoid hurting He Qiu, he threw his knife at the man.
The knife came straight at him. As the man tried to dodge, He Qiu seized the opportunity to break free and ran a few steps away.
“Xiao An.”
He An, who had been preparing, angrily threw what he was holding at the man. Just as the man dodged the knife, a ball hit him. While he was dazed, the ball exploded.
Pink powder filled the air, carrying the unique fragrance of osmanthus for this season.
Fu Yuling quickly covered her nose and looked around to ensure that all four children were safe before relaxing.
The man felt his head growing heavy, as if countless bugs were gnawing at his flesh, making him writhe in pain on the ground.
He Xuan approached him with a basin of water. His increasingly enchanting face resembling that of a young fairy, exuding an intimidating aura as he walked closer.
“Uncle, does it hurt? Can I help relieve it for you?”
The man struggled to open his eyes, and really thought that He Xuan would help him, so he nodded eagerly.
He Xuan smiled darkly. “Well, this is what uncle wanted. It has nothing to do with Xiao Xuan!”
In the next moment, he poured the water from the basin onto him decisively.
“Ahh…”
The man screamed even more painfully than before. He started to claw at his own skin until soon there was no uninjured part left.
In less than a minute, he could no longer make a sound and was curled up in a ball. The smell of blood lingered in the small courtyard, faintly dissipating with the wind.
The one who pricked by the needle dared not move, his eyes wide with terror.
He Qiu slowly approached, looked down at the bloodied man, and began to laugh coldly, resembling the He Xuan just now.
“Xiao Xuan!”
Hearing Fu Yuling’s call, He Qiu and He Xuan turned around and rushed toward Fu Yuling with a look of fright. Tears were even glistening in their eyes.
The speed of changing face was swift. There was even no transition.
