Under One Person: Please Call Me Golden Flash

Chapter 309 Unaltered Name and Surname
Two days later, at Jishetang.

The night was as dark as ink, quietly enveloping Jishetang, this renowned medical clinic.

The daytime hustle and bustle had long since dissipated, leaving only the faint scent of medicine lingering in the cool air.

A dark shadow, as light as a cat, landed silently on the wall of the backyard of Jishetang.

The shadowy figure was none other than Duanmu Ying, who was eager to return home.

Relying on her dual-wielding abilities, she changed her appearance once again, transforming into an ordinary-looking, unremarkable middle-aged woman.

Duanmu Ying took a deep breath. The familiar air, a mixture of herbs and the scent of home, made her feel both nervous and excited.

Home is right here.

She slid silently down the wall and landed in the courtyard like a falling leaf, without disturbing any insects.

With her deep-seated familiarity with every plant and tree in the house, she easily avoided several pre-set anti-theft bells and thin wires.

Duanmu Ying's goal was very clear: the window in the east wing where her parents lived, the one that let out a warm light.

She walked quickly to the window, her fingers trembling slightly, and gently knocked on the window.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The three specific coded rhythms were agreed upon by Mu Ying and her mother before she left home, just in case.

The window was quickly pulled open a crack, and a face filled with worry and disbelief appeared behind it; it was Duanmu Ying's mother.

When she saw the unfamiliar woman's face outside the window, a look of doubt flashed in her eyes.

"Who are you? How do you know the secret code my daughter and I agreed on?"

Hearing that familiar voice, Duanmu Ying's heart was instantly filled with emotion, and tears welled up in her eyes. She subconsciously reached out to restore her original appearance, wanting only to let her mother see her clearly.

"Mother...it's me! I'm back!"

Upon hearing that familiar tone, Duanmu Ying's mother's expression immediately changed from confusion to excitement.

"Eiko, is it really you?"

Duanmu Ying's mother's voice trembled and was kept extremely low, almost as if it would be blown away by the night wind.

Just as her fingers were about to touch her face, intending to use the strength of both hands to remove the disguise—

Swish swish!
Several dark figures rushed out from every corner of Jishetang!
At the same time, with a loud "bang!", the door to Duanmu Ying's parents' room was violently kicked open!

Several figures dressed in dark, close-fitting clothes, exuding a sharp aura, rushed in, their movements as swift as ghosts.

One of them instantly held a short dagger to Duanmu Ying's mother's neck, while the other roughly twisted her father's arm behind his back!

"Uh!"

"do not move!"

Duanmu's father's painful groan and the Lü family's cold rebuke rang out at the same time.

Duanmu Ying's pupils suddenly contracted, and all her tenderness turned into ice water being poured over her head!
The lingering hope of seeing loved ones one last time was like a fragile soap bubble, instantly burst.

"Eiko! Run!!"

Ignoring the sharp blade at her neck, Duanmu Ying's mother let out a heart-wrenching scream.

However, it was already too late.

From all sides of the courtyard, including the rooftop, several dark figures silently rose up, forming an impenetrable net that completely surrounded the small backyard.

The leader slowly walked out from behind the artificial hill in the courtyard. His face was ashen, and his eyes were sharp as a hawk. He was Lü Ci, one of the key figures in the Lü family’s operation!
"Miss Duanmu..."

Lu Ci's voice was like a viper's hiss, cold and devoid of any emotion.

"We've been waiting for this moment for a long time."

Duanmu Ying's facade crumbled instantly under the immense stimulation and anger, peeling away like melted wax to reveal her pale and shocked true face.

She stared intently at the Lu family members who were holding her parents hostage, her eyes blazing with fury, but deeper still, she felt endless regret and fear. Every warning Zhao Zhen had given her back then now felt like a cold steel needle piercing her heart!
One person does the deed and takes the blame? What a naive and delusional idea!

"Let them go!"

Duanmu Ying's voice was hoarse, filled with a resolute madness, and her hands unconsciously began to circulate their true qi.

"Forget it, Miss Duanmu."

Lu Ci whispered.

"You are all doctors, and when it comes to healing and saving lives, you are naturally highly respected. But fighting and magical combat are not your forte."

"Don't worry, as long as you come with us obediently, we certainly won't harm your mother."

Before she could finish speaking, two beams of energy suddenly shot out from beneath Duanmu Ying's feet without warning, striking her precisely in the lower abdomen.

puff!puff!
A dull thud rang out!

Duanmu Ying was struck as if by lightning; her body arched violently, and blood spurted from her mouth!

The excruciating pain from her dantian made her vision go black, and it felt as if countless red-hot irons were simultaneously piercing through all the meridians in her body!

All the strength in my body seemed to be drained in an instant, and a pain as if my bones were shattering swept over me.

"Ruyi Jin? You're from the Lü family?!"

Duanmu Ying could no longer hold on and collapsed to her knees on the ground.

"The prestigious Lü family has actually done such a despicable thing!"

“A prestigious family is built by our ancestors, and we, their unworthy descendants, have indeed done our fair share of things that have damaged the family’s reputation.”

I remain true to my name and surname, Doctor Duanmu, it is I, Lü Ci, who captured your daughter.

I apologize for offending you both today!

The moment she heard those words, excruciating pain and despair began to tear at Duanmu Ying's will, and tears of regret flowed out like beads from a broken string.

"Father...Mother...I'm sorry...I'm so sorry..."

She lay prone on the cold floor tiles, her voice broken and incoherent.

Faced with absolute violence and the desperate situation of having family members held hostage, the so-called "defense" is so pale and ridiculous!
"take away!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Lü Ci looked coldly at Duanmu Ying, who lay on the ground, barely breathing and looking like a broken doll.

"We'll set off back to the village tonight!"

His commanding tone left no room for argument, carrying both the fervor of impending acquisition of a secret treasure and a chilling sense of impunity.

Several skilled members of the Lü family rushed forward like wolves and tigers. After sealing Duanmu Ying's true qi with the Closed Yuan Needle, they lifted Duanmu Ying up without any pity.

Her long hair was disheveled, obscuring her face, which was contorted with pain and despair, and her eyes, which had lost all their luster and were now lifeless.

Further away from Jishetang, in the shadow of a taller pavilion overlooking the entire courtyard, a figure stood motionless like a rock.

It was Zhao Zhen.

He remained expressionless, his gaze as deep and unfathomable as an ancient well, silently observing everything that was happening below.

The entire process of Duanmu Ying's return home, infiltration, discovery, suppression, capture, and disabling is captured and unfolds before our eyes.

He watched as the Lü family acted with the precision and ruthlessness he had anticipated, and saw Duanmu Ying collapse helplessly, her tears streaming down her face, but he never made a move.

As the Lü family, like a victorious pack of wolves, escorted Duanmu Ying and quickly disappeared into the night, Zhao Zhen finally slowly withdrew his gaze, a complex emotion flashing in his deep eyes.

However, Zhao Zhen quickly concealed this emotion, leaving only a deep and cold expression.

"Lu Ci, these perfect hands are destined to be unrelated to your Lu family..."

(End of this chapter)