Frontier Hero: From Receiving a Convicted Woman to Becoming an Emperor for All Time

Shen Chuxiao burst through the door.

The sight before him made his eyes widen in horror.

Wang Yilu's cheeks were red and swollen, and her clothes were tattered, barely enough to cover her body.

Inside the house stood a burly man with a fierce face, none other than Zhou Hu, the village bully who had terrorized Qing Shi Village for many years.

One of Chen Liang's lackeys.

Seeing Shen Chuxiao enter, instead of restraining himself, he became even more unscrupulous.

"Come on, stand to the side and watch, see what Grandpa Zhou's eighteen moves have to offer."

Zhou Hu clearly didn't take Shen Chuxiao seriously. His eyes were not only fixed on Wang Yilu's ample chest, but he also took it for granted that Shen Chuxiao would watch from the sidelines.

Wang Yilu huddled in the corner of the bed, her face filled with terror.

"Zhou Hu, you're asking for death."

Probably not expecting Shen Chuxiao, who usually obeyed him without question, to say such a thing, Zhou Hu stopped what he was doing and looked at him contemptuously, saying, "What? I can't play with your woman?"

In his eyes, Shen Chuxiao was a cowardly and easily bullied good-for-nothing, not worth worrying about at all.

Shen Chuxiao's face was gloomy.

Suddenly, a murderous aura erupted from his body, causing the air in the room to freeze instantly.

He strode forward and steadily shielded the trembling Wang Yilu behind him.

"Get out of here now, or I'll kill you."

The words made Zhou Hu's heart skip a beat.

Enraged, Zhou Hu shouted, "You coward, how dare you act tough with me? Everyone in the village knows you're utterly useless! This little beauty will only starve to death with you. I'm only taking her in out of kindness to help you clear the land. If you know what's good for you, get out of here right now, or I'll beat you to a pulp!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Hu clenched his fist, his bones cracking.

With his brute strength, he certainly had the right to run rampant in the village.

But in the eyes of a top-tier special forces expert like Shen Chuxiao, this was child's play. He stood firmly, his wrist suddenly twisting, grabbing the wrist with a grappling move, and then twisting it sharply with the force of the movement.

Click!

A sharp, piercing sound of bones cracking suddenly rang out.

"ah--!"

A sharp pain instantly swept through Zhou Hu's body; he screamed in agony as his entire arm snapped off.

Half of the bone protruded outside.

Shen Chuxiao's eyes were icy cold, showing no mercy whatsoever, and he delivered another clean and crisp slap.

Snapped!

The clear, deafening sound of a slap echoed throughout the dilapidated house.

"This was made for my wife."

Zhou Hu, who weighs 200 pounds, was knocked to the ground by this slap. Half of his cheek was swollen high, and his mouth was split open, spitting out a few teeth.

Zhou Hu felt his head buzzing and his vision going black.

Before he could recover from the excruciating pain, Shen Chuxiao took another step forward, his toes landing firmly on his chest, his steady and domineering stance pinning him to the ground, rendering him unable to move.

"You deserve to die!"

Zhou Hu was both afraid and furious: "Chen Liang will be back in a few days. You dare to lay a hand on me? Aren't you afraid he'll kill you?"

Shen Chuxiao's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Let's give it a try."

"Out of consideration for our old friendship as fellow villagers, I'll cripple your hand today. If you dare to be disrespectful again, I'll take your life."

The iron-blooded aura honed through countless battles was fully unleashed, pressing heavily on Zhou Hu and filling him with extreme fear.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that Shen Chuxiao in front of him had already undergone a complete transformation, and that his deep, cold eyes truly dared to kill.

Stunned, Zhou Hu dared not look him in the eye, and could only utter threats with a fierce but weak tone: "You just wait! I'll send people over right now, this isn't over!"

Shen Chuxiao sneered: "Go ahead and call them, I'll be waiting here."

"But remember, this is the last time. If you step into my yard again, I will show no mercy."

Dealing with someone like Zhou Hu who bullies the weak and fears the strong, simply tolerating him will only embolden him; only by inflicting a painful blow can we eliminate future troubles.

Zhou Hu dared not say more. Enduring the excruciating pain of his broken bones, he scrambled to his feet and fled the courtyard, leaving behind only a few weak and unconvincing words of revenge.

He almost killed Zhou Hu just now, but he only killed Chen Liang yesterday. If he were to kill Zhou Hu now, it would probably attract the attention of the border troops.

It seems we can't stay here any longer.

Shen Chuxiao suppressed his murderous aura, turned around to look at Wang Yilu behind him, and his eyes softened.

The girl was still trembling slightly, covering her face and silently shedding tears.

After her family was convicted and destroyed, and she became a criminal, she lived a life of humility and suffering cold looks and bullying. Never before had anyone stood in front of her so recklessly to protect her.

"Don't be afraid, it's alright now."

Shen Chuxiao patted her back, his face full of tenderness: "With me here, no one can bully you anymore."

A simple promise instantly shattered all of Wang Yilu's bravado.

Her nose stung, and she burst into tears.

No matter how noble her birth, she was still just a teenage girl.

"I am your husband, there is no need for thanks."

Shen Chuxiao sighed.

"You rest well, I'll go get something to eat."

Wang Yilu tried to get up to help, but he forcibly pushed her back to the bedside.

Shen Chuxiao went outside and soon came back in carrying a piece of good pork with a good balance of fat and lean meat.

He didn't take it all back to the village to avoid suspicion.

So they only took a portion, and hid the rest in the snow outside the village.

Before long, the aroma of meat filled the entire dilapidated hut, dispelling the lingering chill that had enveloped it for days.

Looking at the man's busy and reliable appearance, Wang Yilu felt a mix of emotions.

The villagers all said that Shen Chuxiao was useless, but the husband she met was a rare and reliable person in the chaotic world. He was good at building houses and protecting the family, ruthless and gentle.

Half an hour later, the steaming stew was ready.

The broth was glistening with oil, and its aroma was incredibly enticing.

Shen Chuxiao served the warm meat soup: "Eat it while it's hot, warm your body and replenish your qi and blood."

Wang Yilu's eyes were slightly warm as she took small bites of food.

After days of hunger and cold, this warm and fragrant meat dish warmed her from the tip of her tongue to her entire body, filling her heart with peace. The two ate in silence, the warmth of the cooking fire inside the house shielding her from the cold wind and snow outside, a scene of tranquility.

The night passed peacefully and undisturbed. Shen Chuxiao remained respectful and quietly protected the girl beside him, without overstepping any boundaries.

The next day at dawn, the sun was high in the sky.

Shen Chuxiao woke up early.

As soon as he stepped out of the courtyard, Shen Chuxiao keenly sensed a change in the atmosphere of the village. News of his brutal beating of the village bully Zhou Hu yesterday had already spread throughout the entire village.

No one could understand how Shen Chuxiao was able to defeat Zhou Hu.

Shen Chuxiao completely ignored the gossip and stares of others. He never cared about the villagers' opinions; his only obsession now was to establish a firm foothold in this chaotic world.

I don't seek promotion!

But first you have to get rich!

But just as he was walking towards the village entrance, two menacing figures suddenly entered his field of vision, causing his eyes to narrow and alarm bells to ring in his mind.

Under the old locust tree at the village entrance, two warhorses stood silently in the snow. Two soldiers dressed in the armor of the Dajing regular border army, with long swords at their waists, stood tall and straight, with cold expressions, exuding the unique chilling atmosphere of the military camp.

Zhou Hu stood to the side, his attitude extremely humble and respectful.

Shen Chuxiao felt tense.

Two days ago, he killed Chen Liang at Black Wind Ridge, hid the weapons and destroyed all traces. He thought he had done it perfectly, but the border troops arrived at Qingshi Village so quickly.

Is he investigating Chen Liang's disappearance, or has he come specifically to support Zhou Hu?

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but his expression remained calm and composed. He paused slightly, and his muscles tensed subtly, ready to deal with any sudden crisis at any moment.

Just then, Zhou Hu glanced up and saw him, and immediately screamed, "Sir, it was him, it was him who broke my hand!"

In an instant,

Two cold, sharp, and extremely oppressive gazes locked onto Shen Chuxiao, instantly making the atmosphere in the air tense and chilling.