The Abyss World, the Kemono Girl Encyclopedia Project!

Oh wow, he seems to be a rich kid. Luckily, I didn't kill him outright.

The restaurant owner pulled the man out of the floor and quickly sent someone out to find a doctor. Looking at the blond man, whose life or death was unknown, he couldn't help but feel terrified. He hoped this guy wouldn't die in his restaurant; if he did, he would be finished!

"Young man, you're the one who hit him, aren't you? Don't you know who he is?"

Wang Yan frowned, wiped the blood from his hands, and said:

"Why should I know who he is? He came up to me and harassed my female companion first. I was already being lenient by not killing him on the spot. What does it matter to me who he is?"

The shopkeeper quickly waved his hand and said to him, "No, that's not what I meant. The blond guy you hit is the youngest son of the city lord of Anju City. Young man, you've gotten yourself into trouble!!"

"The city lord's son?"

For a fleeting moment, Wang Yan really wanted to curse.

Do these stupid sons of officials have nothing better to do?

Not long after, the person who went out to fetch a doctor returned. However, he happened to recognize the person who came—wasn't she the dairy lady from the bakery?

When Mo Yu saw Wang Yan, she was momentarily stunned, then greeted him with a light laugh.

What are you doing here?

Wang Yan scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and said:

"I came here to take care of some business. I was planning to visit Sister Moyu tomorrow, but I didn't expect it to be earlier than expected."

Mo Yu's smile is sweet, and it gives people a sense of reassurance.

"I'll focus on saving people first, we can talk later when I'm done with this."

Mo Yu had already finished work long ago, and today's bread had already sold out. It was only because she often supplied bread and desserts to this restaurant and knew the owner that they had no choice but to ask her to come and help first, to stabilize her injuries.

Slowly kneeling on the ground, Mo Yu's palms glowed with a soft, warm, fluorescent green light. Gently placing them on the blond man's face, the flowing blood seemed to stop, and his pale cheeks seemed to gain a faint, almost imperceptible flush.

Mo Yu's ability is to heal, like the "healing spell" in an RPG game. Soon, the blond man's breathing gradually calmed down, and he was even able to open his eyes and sit up.

Seeing this, the boss couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; at least the person wasn't dead.

"Damn, why did they hit me so hard?"

Wiping the blood from his nose, the blond-haired man had a gloomy face. Although his face was still in excruciating pain, he was not about to faint.

But just as he was about to say something, he heard the restaurant owner suddenly speak:

"Second Young Master, Second Young Master! You've finally arrived. The young master was injured in our shop, but Miss Moyu has already treated him. We're sorry to have worried you..."

The little cat girl hadn't quite figured out what had happened yet, but she could roughly tell that Wang Yan had hit someone and someone was trying to cause trouble for the two of them. She wanted to stand by Wang Yan's side; if it came to a fight, she wasn't afraid!

However, Wang Yan didn't want her to get involved. What could a silly little cat like her do? He simply pulled her behind him, staring at the "second young master" who walked in through the main entrance, and couldn't help but sneer.

What these second-generation officials are best at is beating up the younger one, and then the older one comes along. If he beats up the so-called second young master, will the eldest young master come next?

The second young master was dressed more conservatively, in a dark blue suit, but it was quite ornate with many decorations. He had short black hair and wore gold-rimmed glasses. Unlike his younger brother's spoiled and dissolute appearance, the second young master seemed more like a respectable person.

The second young master was originally preparing to take stock of military equipment and prepare for the city's defense work at night. Recently, due to the increasing rampage of the Deadwood Church, the attacks by strange beasts in the middle and lower levels have become stronger, and the Anju City Lord's Mansion has had to increase the city's defense efforts.

But to his surprise, he heard that his good-for-nothing younger brother had been beaten up and even seriously injured, so Connor rushed over immediately.

His face was ashen, like a block of ice. He glanced at his younger brother, then turned to look at the onlookers, his gaze immediately locking onto Wang Yan directly in front of him. But he still asked in a low voice:

"Who hit him?"

Wang Yan met his gaze and said calmly, "I made the call."

Connor didn't say anything, but Mo Yu was slightly stunned when she heard it. She thought Wang Yan was just watching the show, but she didn't expect that he was the one who did it.

"Young Master Connor, I've cured Young Master Finn, but this little boy is my friend. Could you perhaps compensate Young Master Finn for his medical expenses, and then..."

Wang Yan was surprised that Mo Yu would plead for him. His heart warmed, but he raised his hand to stop her and said coldly:

"Sister Moyu, thank you, no need to say more."

"This so-called young master suddenly spoke rudely to my female companion. As a man, I have to teach him a lesson. But if you feel wronged, then you can continue."

His vertical pupils were like a quenched dagger; just one glance was enough to make the hairs on Connor's back stand on end.

It felt like being targeted by a ferocious beast.

Turning away from Wang Yan, he looked down at his blond-haired friend and asked him:

"Are you done?"

Finn scratched his head, nodded, then shook his head:

"It's better, but not completely better. My head still hurts a little."

Connor breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Connor's glasses gleamed coldly, and then, to everyone's disbelief, he threw a punch, slamming it directly into Finn's face! Just like Wang Yan had done, he embedded Finn into the floor.

But his punches were faster and harder; it wasn't just for show, he was really hitting him!

"Aaaaaah! Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, bro! I was wrong, I was wrong!!!"

"Damn thug, he's even calling me 'brother' just to save his own life?"

"No, I was wrong, I was wrong, brother, please don't hit me, please!"

"Alright then."

Connor stopped, shook the blood off his hands, and said coldly:

"I won't hit you anymore. I'll go tell my older sister and ask her to come."

When Finn heard Connor say he was going to tell his older sister, a cold sweat broke out on his back, and he trembled all over. After much deliberation, he resigned himself to his fate, nodded, knelt on the ground, and wept bitterly, his face ashen.

"Brother, I was wrong, please don't tell Big Sister..."

Connor snorted coldly, but stopped what he was doing. He turned to look at Wang Yan, bowed to him, and exuded an air of nobility, as if he wasn't the one who had just beaten up his younger brother.

"Sir and Madam, please allow me to apologize on behalf of my good-for-nothing brother. He was not well-behaved and was not disciplined properly. Please forgive me."

"You two don't need to explain too much about what kind of person this younger brother is; I believe you."

"Finn, get over here and kneel down to apologize!"

Is your family... lacking in discipline?

Wang Yan looked at Finn, who was barely breathing and whose face was swollen, and fell into deep thought.