The Destiny Villain Starting from Battle Through the Heavens

Upon hearing Nalan Sheng's words, A Zhu's eyes lit up and she said, "If this young master can truly save Brother Feng, my master will surely reward you handsomely afterward."

"There's no need for a generous reward."

Nalan Sheng waved his hand and said, "I believe more in the principle of exchanging one life for another, and I happen to be short a few maids by my side."

"If you want me to save this Master Feng, then choose one of you to be my maid."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuyan and the others' expressions changed slightly.

"By the way, I advise you to make a decision quickly, otherwise that Fourth Master Feng might not be able to hold on."

Faced with Nalan Sheng's urging, A'Zhu glanced back and forth between Wang Yuyan and A'Bi, and finally said with some helplessness, "If this young master doesn't mind, why don't you let A'Zhu be your maid?"

Wang Yuyan needs no introduction; she is Murong Fu's cousin, not a maidservant of the Murong family.

Even if Wang Yuyan were willing to sacrifice herself to save Feng Bo'e, A'Zhu and the others couldn't agree, otherwise they wouldn't be able to explain themselves to Murong Fu.

Furthermore, since Azhu had always treated Abi like a younger sister, she naturally didn't want her to make such a big sacrifice, so she had no choice but to sacrifice herself.

"Sister Azhu..."

"Abi, my mind is made up, please don't try to persuade me anymore."

Before Abi could finish speaking, Azhu interrupted her, shaking her head and saying, "Compared to me, a mere maid, Brother Feng is of far greater help to the young master."

If it weren't for the master and madam taking me in back then, I might have died long ago. Now it's time for me to repay the Murong family.

After I'm gone, the young master will be in your care. You must take good care of him.

"Um."

Seeing that Azhu had put it this way, Abi could only nod with tears in her eyes.

"Do you guys have to be so dramatic? It's like a life-or-death situation."

Seeing this, Nalan Sheng said helplessly, "I am, after all, the Prince Consort of Dali Kingdom. It's not like you're being treated unfairly as my maids, is it?"

"Alright, you'd better hurry up and give this antidote to Master Feng! Any later and it might be too late."

After Nalan Sheng finished speaking, he took out a second-grade antidote pill and threw it to Abi, who was wearing a green dress.

Abi instinctively caught the second-grade antidote pill and, without the slightest hesitation, quickly stuffed it into Feng Bo'e's mouth.

"Gulp!"

As soon as the second-grade antidote pill was swallowed, Feng Bo'e, who was previously unable to move, quickly got up from the ground.

"Fourth Brother, are you alright?"

Seeing this, A'Zhu couldn't help but smile, knowing that her sacrifice hadn't been in vain.

"Sister Azhu, I am deeply grateful and cannot express my thanks."

Feng Bo'e cupped his hands to A'Zhu and said, "If you ever encounter any difficulties in the future, just tell your fourth brother, and he will do everything in his power to help you solve them."

Although Feng Bo'e, who had just been knocked down by the scorpion venom, was unable to move, his perception of the outside world was not greatly affected.

Therefore, Feng Bo'e naturally knew that it was A'Zhu who exchanged her freedom for an antidote pill with Nalan Sheng, which pulled him back from the brink of death.

A'Zhu didn't stand on ceremony with Feng Bo'e, and said with a smile, "Then Fourth Brother, you must keep your word. I will really come to you if I encounter any difficulties in the future."

"certainly!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Bo'e nodded vigorously.

The more impolite A'Zhu was at this moment, the less guilty Feng Bo felt.

"ah!"

A'Zhu suddenly exclaimed in surprise, and Nalan Sheng immediately grabbed her small waist and pulled her into his arms.

"You can rest assured, I never mistreat my own people."

Nalan Sheng paused mid-sentence, then kissed A'Zhu's fair cheek, saying, "From now on, A'Zhu is mine. I cherish her enough; how could I possibly mistreat her?"

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Originally, A'Zhu was quite nervous, but after Nalan Sheng kissed and hugged her in public, she was so shy that she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. She had no mind to think about anything else.

Seeing this, Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes at Nalan Sheng, feeling a little jealous, and couldn't help but secretly pinch the soft flesh on his waist.

Zhong Ling, on the other hand, grinned foolishly, revealing a maternal smile.

"Da da da..."

Just as Nalan Sheng was having a good time teasing A Zhu, a series of chaotic footsteps suddenly sounded, followed by hundreds of ragged beggars who came out from all directions and surrounded the crowd.

Bao Butong and Feng Bo'e's expressions changed drastically. Surrounded by so many Beggars' Sect members, let alone breaking through with Wang Yuyan and Abi, they themselves would probably be trapped here.

Qiao Feng's tiger-like eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a somewhat puzzled expression. He thought to himself, "These gang members usually treat me with great respect. They would rush over to pay their respects as soon as they saw me from afar. Why didn't they even call me 'gang leader' today?"

Qiao Feng quickly realized something was wrong: among the hundreds of gang members in front of him, there were no familiar high-ranking figures.

Apart from the four elders and Chief Jiang who arrived first, no one else was present.

Could it be that the Beggars' Sect has suddenly fallen into internal strife? Have the two elders in charge of skill transmission and law enforcement, as well as the branch leader, all met with such treachery?

Qiao Feng remained outwardly calm, but his heart was churning like a raging storm.

Before Qiao Feng could even figure out what was going on, the long-armed old man suddenly shouted, "Form the Dog-Beating Formation!"

"Splash..."

As soon as the long-armed old man finished speaking, seventy or eighty beggars, wielding sticks, surrounded Nalan Sheng and his companions.

"..."

Upon seeing this, Nalan Sheng was slightly taken aback, then turned to Qiao Feng and asked, "Chief Qiao, what is the meaning of your gang's actions? Do you intend to wipe us out along with the Murong family?"

"Young Master Nalan has misunderstood. The Beggars' Sect has no intention of being your enemy."

Qiao Feng frowned slightly and said, "Why aren't you all leaving? Young Master Nalan is my friend, not my enemy!"

To Qiao Feng's surprise, the beggars who surrounded Nalan Sheng and his group seemed not to have heard him at all.

"Chief, this person just saved the Murong family and has an ambiguous relationship with a maid of the Murong family. He is very likely an accomplice hired by the Murong family. I think it would be better to take them down together."

The long-armed old man snorted coldly and said, "Go!!!"

"Clap clap clap..."

At the old man's command, the beggars who had surrounded Nalan Sheng and his companions began to slowly approach them, banging on their sticks.

A cold glint flashed in Nalan Sheng's eyes as he said, "Chief Qiao, if you don't stop them soon, don't blame me for disrespecting you and starting a massacre!"