Unlimited estates for rural beauty-Chapter 70: Harassed, Xiao Chen’s Fury Demands a Thousand Cuts (2)

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Chapter 70: Chapter 70: Harassed, Xiao Chen’s Fury Demands a Thousand Cuts (2)

Feng Xuxu and Butler Li arrived at the hall, where a table was laid out with a sumptuous array of dishes. Butler Li was enthusiastically pouring wine and serving food.

Looking at Feng Xuxu, her little face flushed from the sun, Butler Li harbored vile intentions. If he could possess Feng Xuxu, she would have no choice but to marry him to save her reputation, and then he would be the true master of this manor. The thought excited him even more as he glanced around the empty room, feeling that time, place, and people were all on his side, as if heaven itself was in his favor.

Feng Xuxu sat to the side, pretending not to notice, and quietly clutched the sleeping potion in her hand, a weapon for self-defense given to her by Xiaobai. If Li San dared to make a move, she would make him deeply regret it.

Li San rubbed his hands together and said to Feng Xuxu with a lecherous grin, "Miss, the moment I first saw you from outside, I was deeply attracted to you. You’re more beautiful than the feathers of a mandarin duck in the river. Just give in to me, and I promise to treat you well." As he spoke, he lunged towards Feng Xuxu.

Xiao Chen had just entered the room when he saw the rotund man pouncing towards his little woman. His eyes reddened with rage as he flashed to Feng Xuxu’s side, pushing her protectively behind him while a gust of wind struck Li San, sending him flying like a broken kite into the wall. With a ’puff,’ Li San spat out blood and fell unconscious.

Glaring at the little woman in his arms, his veins throbbed with anger. He dared not imagine what might have happened if he had arrived even a moment later; he held Feng Xuxu with a trembling heart.

Feng Xuxu, seeing the anger in Xiao Chen’s eyes, his red pupils terrifying, meekly smiled and said, "Um, I had the sleeping potion ready. He wouldn’t have been able to do anything to me."

Xiao Chen, looking at the unharmed little woman in his arms, felt his anger gradually subside.

"Master, how should we deal with this one?" Di An asked, holding up the limp body of Li San for his master’s instruction.

"Slice him thousands of times," Xiao Chen said through gritted teeth, his voice dripping with hatred. His aura instantly turned icy, causing Feng Xuxu to shiver and struggle to leave his chilling embrace.

Xiao Chen glanced at the restless Feng Xuxu in his arms: "Stay still." His deep and raspy voice wafted over her.

Upon hearing his words, Feng Xuxu looked up at Xiao Chen, defiantly staring back with unyielding eyes, as if to say, ’Who’s afraid in a staring contest?’ "Hey, how long do you plan to hold me? You know, taking advantage needs to have a price." Caught off guard, she forcefully stomped on Xiao Chen’s foot.

Xiao Chen let go from the pain, allowing Feng Xuxu to break free, as she looked at him triumphantly. Xiao Chen’s mouth twitched, but he ignored Feng Xuxu and walked away.

At noon, when the long-term workers returned to the fields for lunch, they saw Li San being carried out covered in blood. Curiosity drew them to gather around, whispering amongst themselves.

As Li San gradually regained consciousness, he looked around at the crowd, his awareness snapping back, he searched for Feng Xuxu’s figure. Seeing her appear among the people, he scrambled towards her in a panic, but Di An held him back. Li San’s quivering face, grotesque with bulging flesh, stretched out his hand in a desperate attempt to grasp someone who could save him and screamed in a shrill voice, "Miss Feng, I was blinded by lust, I’ll never dare again, please forgive me this once." But Feng Xuxu turned her head away, disgusted by the repellent face.

Di An drew a slender knife, thin as paper, which gleamed with a bright white light under the sun. Crouching down, he pondered where to start cutting on the boundless flesh. Li San felt a chill sweep across his face, and a puddle formed beneath his trousers as he wet himself from fear.