Chapter 2: Scum, You're Seeking Death

Those eyes shone like shattered stars; even in his current wretched state, it was impossible to ignore his presence.

Su Ying frowned. This man radiated a murderous, iron-blooded aura—what a powerful presence.

His body was at the end of its tether, yet he had managed to wake up without any medical treatment. What terrifying willpower.

Xiao Jin was in so much pain that he had lost all sensation. He glared coldly at Su Ying; if looks could kill, Su Ying would already be riddled with holes.

"Get lost!" His voice was hoarse, yet carried an indisputable, chilling air.

Su Ying paused, looking down at his mangled body with an expressionless face. "Both of your legs have started to rot. If you don't let me deal with the necrotic flesh, you will die."

Xiao Jin remained unmoved. "Get out. Do not make this King say it a third time."

Su Ying scoffed and crouched down right in front of him. "I’m a stubborn person myself. Whatever others don't want me to do, I insist on doing."

Having said that, Su Ying ignored whether Xiao Jin’s gaze could slice her to ribbons. She picked up a scalpel and began shaving away the rotting flesh from his legs. In many places, she shaved right down to the bone. That he could endure until now with his legs in such a state—she had to respect him as a man.

Xiao Jin’s back was drenched in sweat from the pain, yet he didn't even let out a groan. He only gritted his teeth and glared coldly at Su Ying, wanting to see what other tricks this woman had up her sleeve.

After cleaning both legs, Su Ying took out nutritional supplements and anti-inflammatory medicine, preparing to feed them to him.

But Xiao Jin kept his teeth tightly clenched, refusing to open his mouth even in death.

Su Ying had never been a patient person. "What, do you need me to feed you mouth-to-mouth before you'll open up?"

"You little brat, daring to steal rations? You're asking for death!"

"Ah!"

A shrill, miserable cry caught Su Ying’s attention.

She stood up and looked over, only to see the guards nearby raising their whips and lashing out at a small figure on the ground.

"Ji'er! Ling'er!" Xiao Jin forced his severely injured body to sit up from the ground. Seeing the small child being trampled under the guard's feet, murderous intent erupted in his eyes.

Only then did Su Ying notice that the two children hadn't appeared yet. Seeing Xiao Jin trying to stand, she quickly reached out and pushed him back down.

"Don't move. Your legs have just been treated; if you move around, they will suffer secondary damage."

"Get lost!"

Su Ying was pushed back, stumbling a step.

She grew angry, tore off the strips of cloth from his body, and tied him to the root of a tree behind him. "Stay here and behave!" With that, she turned and walked toward the guards.

Daring to bully my children? You're asking for death!

"Where did this mongrel come from? Daring to steal my jerky—don't you know what kind of trash you are!"

The guard stepped on Da Bao’s small face; his rough boot sole was even larger than the child's face.

"Brother! Brother! Waaah, don't hit my brother, please don't hit my brother... Ah!" Before Er Bao could finish, the guard kicked her toward Da Bao.

The guard laughed wildly and arrogantly. "Then you can go die with your brother! Hahahaha... Urk!"

The guard’s arrogant laughter was cut short in his throat. As he turned, he met a pair of bright, piercing pupils. Those eyes, flashing with a cold, ghostly light, were like those of an Asura demon crawling out of hell.

Su Ying curled her lips, raised her knee, and slammed it hard into the guard’s crotch.

"Waaah!"

The guard shrieked in agony, his body curling into a shrimp as he collapsed to the ground.

Su Ying turned her glare toward the guard who had been stepping on Da Bao’s face. She grabbed a tree branch from the ground and flung it.

"Ah!"

The branch pierced accurately into the guard’s calf, and he fell hard to the ground in pain.

Su Ying kept her face taut as she walked to the two children, pulling them behind her for protection.

"Spit! You bitch, you're asking for death!"

The remaining guards swarmed toward Su Ying, raising their long whips and lashing out at her.

Su Ying’s cold eyes darkened. She grabbed the incoming whip, exerted a sudden force, and snatched it from the guard’s hand.

"Who is asking for death remains to be seen."

The long whip in Su Ying’s hand lashed back, striking the guard fiercely.

Her dress was already tattered, her messy hair flying in the cold wind, and her eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty crimson. She stood in the wind like a god of slaughter.

The guards, repeatedly whipped to the ground, dared not move forward, their eyes filled with terror as they looked at Su Ying.

The surrounding prisoners were stunned by the scene. It was no exaggeration to say that their lives were held in the hands of these guards, yet today, this woman dared to strike them. Was she tired of living?

"You—you have such gall, daring to strike an official! Do you not want your life anymore?" The lead guard looked at Su Ying, who was walking toward him, and retreated in fear.

Su Ying threw the whip into his face. "The Northern Wilderness is a lawless land. It’s death to go there, and it’s death to stay here. I don't mind taking a few of you along as company! Today is a warning. If you ever dare to touch my people again, I will send you on your way first!"

The guard did not doubt for a second that Su Ying would do exactly as she said. In the Chu Kingdom, being exiled to the Northern Wilderness was equivalent to death. If she truly went on a rampage to take them with her, judging by the recent skirmish, they were certainly not this woman's match.

Thus, faced with Su Ying’s threat, the guards dared not make another sound.

Su Ying turned and went to the two children. She first checked Da Bao’s injuries; his back was covered in whip marks, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He lay on the ground like a broken rag doll, devoid of any vitality.

The rage in Su Ying’s chest surged again. She should have crippled those bastards' hands earlier!

"Brother, wuu wuu, brother, what's wrong with brother..." Er Bao had been protected by Da Bao the whole time and only had minor abrasions; she was fine.

Su Ying carefully checked Da Bao’s condition. Only after confirming he could be moved did she pick him up, not forgetting to turn back and comfort the terrified Er Bao.

"Don't cry. With me here, your brother will be fine."

Er Bao sobbed, her little face covered in tears. She was only a child under four. Even though Su Ying had done many terrible things to her in the past, the kindness she was radiating now made her subconsciously choose to trust her.

"Ji'er!" Xiao Jin watched, struggling, as Su Ying carried Da Bao back.

His dark eyes were bloodshot, and his wrists, bound by Su Ying, were already raw and red.

Su Ying glanced at him, frowned, and said in a low voice, "Don't move around. Since I was able to save the child, I will certainly ensure he is fine."

After saying this, she carefully placed Da Bao beside Xiao Jin and immediately untied the ropes on him.

Xiao Jin’s eyes were locked tightly on Da Bao, his hands reaching out to check the boy's injuries.

Upon touching Da Bao’s small, scarred body, murderous intent erupted from the depths of Xiao Jin’s eyes. He clenched his fists tightly. He would definitely tear those who hurt Ji'er into ten thousand pieces!