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"Isn't there any other way to go besides the boulder slope?!"

Lin Youzhi's eyes were bloodshot; he only had this one son.

If something were to happen to him, wouldn't the Lin family's lineage be ruined...?

Thinking of the serious consequences, he felt dizzy and his hands went numb.

Upon hearing this, the servant lowered his head helplessly and choked out:

"Master..."

In a fit of rage, Lin Youzhi picked up the exquisite celadon teapot from the tea table and smashed it hard on the ground!

Snapped!

The teapot shattered into pieces in an instant, turning into a pool of fragments.

"If anything really happens to Yong'er, none of you will get away with it!"

Seeing their patriarch's fury, the Lin family servants in the front courtyard dared not utter a sound and stood silently in place.

Yang Xiaoman, standing in the courtyard, had a slight glint in her eyes. The only way to rescue them was blocked by a huge rock. If they couldn't be rescued in time, the young master of the Lin family would be in grave danger.

To descend the cliff and rescue the octagonal rock, people must be sent to move it.

Who else present could be considered more qualified to help with this task than her?

Just as she was about to speak, Chen Man spoke first, breaking the silence in the Lin family's front yard.

"Master Lin, although I can't be called a strongman, I have been a butcher for so many years and have developed the strength of an ox. I think I should be able to make up the numbers."

Upon hearing this, Lin Youzhi's expression softened slightly, and he solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute to Chen Man.

"It is truly my good fortune that Butcher Chen is willing to help. If my son can truly escape danger, I will reward him handsomely!"

"Master Lin, there's no need to be so polite." Chen Man shook his head with a wry smile; he knew his own limitations.

So seeing Lin Youzhi's reaction at this moment, he was afraid that the other party would treat him as a lifeline.

As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

"I am merely a figurehead; Master Lin needs to find a truly strong man quickly in order to rescue your son."

After saying that, Chen Man carefully reminded him, "The nights on the cliff are chilly and cold. You must not delay until the next day, sir. Otherwise, your son will be dressed too lightly, and having not eaten all day, I'm afraid that even if he survives tonight, his chances are slim."

After he finished speaking, Lin Youzhi fell silent. How could he not know the consequences?

The problem is, with his wealth, it wouldn't be a problem for him to gather five or six strongmen.

How could one possibly make it through the entire Shahe County and back in just one day?!

Just as the front yard fell silent again, Yang Xiaoman suddenly coughed lightly, drawing everyone's attention.

Chen Man's eyes suddenly lit up. That's right, isn't Yang the Little Butcher still here?!

Although she was young, she was much stronger than him and was more suitable to be an assistant to Master Lin!

"Master Lin, if it's alright, count me in!"

With lives at stake, Yang Xiaoman stepped forward without hesitation.

The anger on Lin Youzhi's face had long since vanished, and with red eyes and a choked sob, he cupped his hands in a gesture of respect and said:

"Mr. Lin thanks Mr. Yang, the butcher, on behalf of my son."

He had witnessed Yang Xiaoman's innate strength before, so he did not refuse.

To be honest, this seven-year-old girl in front of us is even more suitable than Chen Man!

After saying that, he gave a self-deprecating laugh and let out a long sigh:

"However, even if you two are willing to help, I'm afraid my son has little hope. Perhaps this is his fate."

"The boulders on that boulder slope are quite famous, and I, Lin, have heard of them before. According to what you've said, they weigh at least two thousand catties. How could they be moved without the combined efforts of five or six strong men?"

At this point, he slumped back into his chair, his hands hanging limply at his sides.

He seemed to have aged several years in an instant.

"To find enough strongmen and get them to the Giant Rock Slope in a single day is something even a god couldn't do!"

As he spoke, his voice grew lower and lower, as if he were suppressing his grief.

"It only weighs two thousand pounds?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoman raised an eyebrow in surprise and blurted out the answer instinctively.

Chen Man's expression changed drastically. Only two thousand jin?

If he didn't know Yang Xiaoman and even Butcher Yang's character, he probably would have mistaken them for making sarcastic remarks!

How is this any different from rubbing salt into Master Lin's wound?

As expected, upon hearing Yang Xiaoman's surprised voice, Lin Youzhi gave a bitter, sorrowful smile and sighed:

"It is because I, Lin, am useless. I can only watch my son die, and I can't do anything about it."

"I never imagined that one day... I would be the one to bury my child."

As he finished speaking, Lin Youzhi felt something welling up in his throat, a mixture of sweet, fishy, ​​and rusty tastes.

"etc!"

Looking at the grief-stricken Lin Yuanwai and the strange look Chen Man gave her, Yang Xiaoman's lips twitched involuntarily.

She had a vague feeling that everyone had misunderstood her!

"Master Lin, I meant no offense."

"What I mean is, it's just a mere two-thousand-pound boulder; why bother asking others for help? I can move it myself!"

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.

Chen Man opened his mouth wide again. What... what did he hear?

Yang Xiao the butcher boasted that she could move a 2,000-pound boulder all by herself?!

Gollum—

He swallowed hard in shock.

Lin Youzhi's gloomy face stiffened for a moment, then he let out a long sigh.

"Young Butcher Yang, please refrain from talking nonsense at this moment. I am truly not in the mood for jokes."

"I have already had my servants prepare the three hundred coins you need for today's business, and I will fetch them for you now."

As he spoke, Lin Youzhi was about to wave his hand to signal his servant to bring it over.

Clearly, having realized there was no hope of rescue, he had no desire to keep Yang Xiaoman and Chen Man with him any longer.

Just then, Yang Xiaoman shook his head helplessly, "Master Lin, please wait."

She knew that words were not enough, and only by demonstrating her abilities could she gain Master Lin's trust.

Then she looked at Chen Man and said, "Butcher Chen, could you please lend me the iron rod in your box?"

In a butcher's toolbox, the iron rod is an indispensable key tool in the process of slaughtering pigs.

Ironclad?

Hearing this, Chen Man was puzzled, but he quickly did as he was told.

He took out a finger-thick, iron-like object from his toolbox.

Lin Youzhi's eyes were bloodshot as he silently stared at the scene before him, without uttering a sound.

At the same time, Yang Xiaoman had already taken over the iron rod.

"Young Butcher Yang, if I may be so bold, you wouldn't be thinking of using this iron pry bar... to try and move a boulder weighing over a thousand pounds, would you?"

Looking at the innocent little face in front of him, Chen Man swallowed nervously and whispered a reminder.

He couldn't think of any other way.

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoman smiled calmly and then shook her head.

She didn't say anything, but instead raised the iron bar high in front of everyone.

Because of her small hands, the iron rod appeared even thicker.

"Master Lin, please take a look."

After saying that, she gently applied pressure with her fingers.

The iron rod, which was at least two or three centimeters thick, suddenly bent at an extremely strange angle!

Then, it was twisted into a pretzel shape!

Upon seeing this, Chen Man's eyelids twitched involuntarily.

Lin Youzhi also sat up abruptly, his face filled with disbelief.

"This...how is this possible?!"