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"Alright..." Zhao Xin smiled gently, her lips curling like the willows in March. "Come here, come closer."
Her amiable demeanor sent chills down one's spine. "Just a bit further, to where my hand can reach."
The waiter, trembling with fear, stepped forward a few paces.
Zhao Xin seized the moment and swiftly slapped the waiter several times.
Though she lacked internal power, her strikes were fierce, and blood immediately trickled from the corner of the waiter's mouth.
"What are you doing?" Shen Yuli rushed over to grab her hand.
Zhao Xin was relentless, glaring at the waiter like a fierce demon. "If you dare to speak nonsense again, I'll cut out your tongue! I—" She was pushed onto the bed by Shen Yuli, and the waiter, coming to his senses, exclaimed "Oh no!" before fleeing in panic.
"How can you be so cruel?" Shen Yuli said, heartbroken. "That vendor was just promoting his wares. If you didn't want to buy anything, that would have been fine; why did you have to go so far? What’s wrong with him calling you 'madam'? I’ve told you I don’t mind; what are you so angry about?"
When he got angry, he lacked the imposing presence of a martial artist and instead resembled a child who had done something wrong, standing awkwardly to the side as if the woman before him were some untouchable monster. He muttered softly, "What kind of girl is so domineering?"
Zhao Xin found his words both amusing and exasperating. "I'm cruel? And what about you?"
She chuckled coldly, enunciating each word. "Shen Daxia?"
She turned her gaze away and spoke calmly. "You won’t kill me; of course not. Killing me would bring you no benefit. It would be better to hand me over to the leader of the martial arts world, letting everyone know that it was you, Shen Yuli, who captured the public enemy of the martial arts world—then you'd be famous throughout the land. Or perhaps send me to that old bald monk at Shaolin for a favor or deliver me to Emei Mountain for a beautiful woman’s affection? Hahaha..."
She laughed until tears streamed down her face, stammering, "You righteous heroes of the martial world are all so hypocritical."
"I never thought that way," Shen Yuli replied seriously. "It's just that you are weak, and because of me, your internal energy is completely depleted. I... I have a responsibility to take care of you."
"Internal energy... Ha ha..." The mention of internal energy made her furious, and she glared at him. " Shen Yuli, do you want me to say thank you?"
"I..." He clearly meant something else, but why couldn't this woman understand?
Just as Shen Yuli was unsure how to explain, several burly men burst through the door. "Thieving scoundrel! I've finally found you!"
Without thinking, Shen Yuli stepped in front of Zhao Xin and declared with righteous indignation, "What are you doing?"
"Oh, there's an accomplice? Let's deal with them together!"
Zhao Xin recognized that the leader was the master of Guan Family Fortress. Now she couldn't run away or fight back; she was doomed.
Just when she was feeling despondent, Shen Yuli calmly raised his arm and made a small arc. The burly men jumped back as if they had touched a red-hot iron.
Shen Yuli slightly bowed and said sincerely, "I don't know which book she stole; I'll make her return it to you."
The men exchanged glances. In fact, the manual hadn't been stolen; they just wanted to seize this opportunity to capture Little Demon Star and show off in front of the martial heroes. Fort Master Guan pondered for a moment and said, "Step aside."
Shen Yuli did not move and slowly replied, "If there has been any offense, she has already been punished by losing her internal energy. If it weren't for the deep hatred of killing her father and exterminating her clan, why would you harm a woman?"
Zhao Xin could clearly feel the atmosphere in the room becoming somewhat stagnant, as if a few crows had flown by in the corner.
She couldn't help but be taken aback. Was Shen Yuli truly a person of the martial world? In the realm of sects, power struggles and fierce competition were commonplace; what more reason did one need?
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