As soon as Xia Xiaosong sat down, he was pushed far away, and all that could be heard was Xia Muxin's startled gasp before silence fell.
That night, Xia Xiaosong cried hoarsely, but Xia Muxin never appeared. At dawn, he was caught and dragged back by Liu Mazi, who had a fierce look on his face.
*
Xia Muxin's head throbbed painfully. In her dreams, she felt as if someone was choking her, making it hard to breathe. She suddenly opened her eyes and found herself in a desolate mountain area, surrounded by towering trees with twisted roots. Beneath her was a patch of thorny weeds, leaving her, a martial arts instructor, utterly bewildered.
Suddenly, a flash of white light crossed her vision, and countless images flooded her mind. Xia Muxin sprang up in shock; despite her usual composure, she couldn't help but curse at the situation...
Heavens! Was this some kind of mistake? She had merely shown off a bit before one of her students' competitions, accidentally strained her back, and then fell hard onto the solid floor. That fall had taken her soul away, and it seemed that was how she had lost consciousness.
Looking around at the terrain, she realized she must be at the foot of Daimiao Mountain. It was rumored that fierce beasts roamed this area, which is why everyone preferred to stay higher up in the mountains. The slopes were steep and treacherous. Xia Muxin tilted her head back and opened her mouth in disbelief; the more she looked, the tighter her brows furrowed.
She glanced down at her frail body, thin as a skeleton. Climbing this mountain would be a challenge; even just getting out of here seemed problematic.
Fortunately, having grown up in the countryside and spent several years as a special forces soldier, she wasn't unfamiliar with life in the wild. Lacking strength didn't mean she lacked brains!
Buzzing...
A strange sound came from above her head. Looking up, Xia Muxin's lips trembled; there was a hornet's nest as big as a basin, and hundreds of bees were glaring at her menacingly. In an instant, a cunning glint flashed in her eyes. She shouted "Oh no!" and took off running.
The next morning, at the Xia Family.
"Old Man Xia, that girl Muxin is likely in serious trouble. Our master said you should take out fifty taels of silver as compensation. My young master has been waiting all night to open a new bud."
Liu Mazi, along with a dozen burly men, blocked the entrance of the Xia Family's thatched cottage, brandishing clubs and gesturing menacingly. They had mobilized half the village to search the mountains yesterday, and everyone was exhausted, some even nursing injuries from thorns and falls.
The neighboring residents cowered in various corners, feeling indignant but unwilling to step forward. After all, Xia Tieshu had been left with a crippled leg.
Moreover, Wang Shoucai was the big landlord here, with vast resources. A few stomps from his guards could leave them all in dire straits.
Moments later, a gaunt Summer Forest emerged from his home, wielding a machete. He raised it toward the group of men at the door and called out weakly, "You heartless bastards! My daughter Muxin is just a twelve-year-old child. Are you really going to force her to death? I, Summer Forest, would rather starve than sell my own child."
At that moment, Xia Xiaosong, held by a burly man, bit down hard on the back of his hand. The man yelped in pain and loosened his grip. Xia Xiaosong seized the opportunity to escape and ran back to grab a makeshift broom to stand shoulder to shoulder with his father.
"What’s all this noise? The contract for selling her is right here. Who dares to deny it?"
- End of Chapter -
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