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Liu Wei felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and the world spun around him.

Chaotic and noisy footsteps surged in from all directions, engulfing him like a tide.

Before he could even get up, he was hit several more times with a stick.

One stick struck his back, another hit his leg, and yet another landed squarely on his buttocks, making him wince in pain, tears and snot streaming down his face.

I'll beat you to death!

You scoundrel!

"How dare you come here to steal!"

A man with a gruff voice came up carrying a carrying pole.

"Kill this thief!"

An old woman splashed him with water she had been washing her feet.

"Beat him up and hand him over to the authorities!"

Let's see if he dares to steal again!

Another young man rushed over with a shovel.

More and more people gathered, and the noise became increasingly louder.

Butcher Wang from next door was carrying a pig-slaughtering knife, blacksmith Li from across the street was holding a big iron hammer, and even old Zhang, who sells wontons at the alley entrance, came running over with a pot of hot water.

Various things were thrown at Liu Wei: sticks, carrying poles, brooms, foot-washing water, rotten vegetable leaves...

He covered his head and ran away, dodging left and right, but there were people all around him, and he couldn't hide anywhere.

"Stop hitting! Stop hitting!"

I'm not a thief!

No, I'm not!

"I just got lost in the dark, I mistook you for someone else..." Liu Wei rolled on the ground, clutching his head, his voice distorted.

"Not a thief?"

What are you doing peeking at someone's door in the middle of the night?

"That's right!"

I'm hitting you!

"I mistook it for a door!"

Liu Wei finally managed to utter the last word.

Even if he has kung fu skills, two fists can't beat four hands, let alone so many hands.

He is now surrounded and unable to use his full strength. In this passive and defensive situation, he can only beg for mercy.

"Pah!"

"Trying to go to the wrong door? Nobody would believe that!"

"Exactly! There are still people who don't recognize their own door! Hit them!"

"I think this person is just trying to make excuses..."

So everyone started beating up Liu Wei again!

In the chaos, someone shouted, "Take off his clothes!"

Let's see if he'll run away again!

"Yes, strip him naked."

That bastard is wearing night clothes; he's clearly a thief!

Liu Wei's face turned ashen; he thought to himself, "Have these people gone mad?"

Before Liu Wei could struggle, he felt a chill as his night clothes were ripped off by a group of people, and even his pants were not spared.

He struggled desperately, but he couldn't withstand the crowd. In the end, he was left with only his underwear, his white flesh particularly conspicuous in the moonlight.

"Hahaha, look at this skinny monkey!"

"Beat him up!"

"Beat him up!"

Liu Wei used all his strength to scramble and crawl through the crowd.

He walked barefoot on the gravel road, which hurt painfully, but he didn't bother to look back and ran as fast as he could.

The group of people behind him were still chasing, their shouts, footsteps, and barking dogs all mixed together.

He ran for who knows how far, turning through seven or eight alleys, before finally shaking off the people behind him.

His body was covered in bruises, and there were several bloody scratches on his face. His hair was also disheveled, making him look like a beggar.

He staggered back to the inn, not daring to approach even the King's room, for fear of being seen in his disheveled state.

He found another empty guest room, pushed open the door, bolted it shut, and then collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

Every part of my body aches.

He looked at himself in the bronze mirror.

Good heavens, his face was covered in bruises, his eyes were swollen shut, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.

His back was even worse, covered in horizontal and vertical welts from the stick, turning a deep purple-black.

He pulled out some medicine from his pocket and rubbed it on his body, wincing in pain with each touch, cursing under his breath, "Those lowly people, how dare they treat me like this, just you wait!"

At this moment, Xiao Yi was standing in the courtyard, leisurely drinking tea.

Qingfeng went even further, clutching his stomach and squatting on the ground, laughing so hard that tears streamed down his face. "Hahahaha, young master, you saw that just now, didn't you!"

That bastard Liu Wei ran off shirtless, his butt bouncing around, hahaha, it cracked me up!

Xiao Yi nodded, suppressing a laugh, "It is quite funny. Liu Wei has probably never suffered such humiliation in his life!"

This day will probably stay with him for the rest of his life.

This was just a lesson for him!

If there's a next time, I'll make sure he doesn't leave alive!

Qingfeng wiped away the tears that came out of his laughter, and it took him a while to stop laughing. He said, "Young master, it's all thanks to that alarm device that Miss Tao'er gave us."

She's amazing; she can do everything.

Young master, you've struck gold!

Qingfeng couldn't help but praise it.

He used to think that it was a waste of his young master's talents to match Miss Tao'er with him.

It seems that the young master is not wronged at all.

Xiao Yi nodded in agreement, "Yes, she is indeed a gem."

She is indeed capable, and always manages to surprise us!

He looked up at the moon in the night sky. The moon was already setting in the west, hanging on a corner of the eaves, its cool light casting long shadows on the ground.

Qingfeng was about to say something when he saw Tao'er walking over.

He quickly called out, "Miss Tao'er..."

Tao'er smiled and nodded. "Are you two grown men talking about that bastard Liu Wei?"

Why didn't they just kill him in the chaos?

Killing him would be easier!

The alarm that Qingfeng installed that night was originally for preventative purposes, but we never expected that scoundrel Liu Wei would actually show up.

Although she didn't join in the fun and beat up that bastard, she witnessed the whole thing.

They also knew that Liu Wei had fled with injuries.

She didn't quite understand why Xiao Yi and the others didn't take advantage of the chaos to kill him.

Qingfeng didn't know how to answer the question, so he turned his gaze to Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi said, "Although Liu Wei is not a member of the royal family or any noble family, he is still a fourth-rank deputy general."

Moreover, he is King Cheng's lackey; keeping him around for now will allow him to serve as a witness in the future.

Let him live a few more days for now!

What Xiao Yi didn't say was that if Liu Wei died, who would escort the seriously injured King Cheng back to the palace?

"Oh, I see. Well then, you guys decide what to do!"

Today's events have taught Liu Wei a lesson; he probably won't dare to come back now.

I'm sleepy, I'm going back to my room to sleep.

Tao'er said "oh" and then lazily went back to her room.

As Xiao Yi watched her departing figure, he wondered if the girl was angry with him.

It shouldn't be that bad; he's already explained it.

Looking at the sky, it was already starting to get a little bright.

It's almost midnight.

We should take action.

Xiao Yi's eyes darkened slightly, then flashed with a ruthless glint and a calculating look.

Qingfeng stood up, dusted off his knees, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

Two ghostly figures silently vaulted over the courtyard wall, their movements as swift as wisps of smoke, disappearing into the night in a few leaps.

Their direction was the inn where Liu Wei had fled back.

It's deeper now.

The moon hid behind the clouds, and the world was shrouded in darkness.

Only the distant sound of the night watchman's clapper continued, one beat after another: "The weather is dry..."

Be careful with fire...

Immediately afterwards, two dark figures made their way to the superior room, number A, where Prince Cheng was staying.