Mo didn't want to intervene in other people's business. However, seeing that 'girl' being caught by the evil tyrant was really pitiful. He felt a pang of sympathy and his horse's speed slowed down.

  "Charm, what's going on?" Noticing the carriage slowing down, Chu Yicheng lifted a corner of the curtain and 'exposed' Zhang Jun's face, looking at Mei with confusion.

  "Old man, look over there." Mei turned around and saw that the master was startled. He didn't panic either. Using the whip of the carriage horse, he pointed at those several ugly rascals, furrowed his brow and said to him.

  Chu Yicheng raised his eyes and looked over, seeing several men holding a faintly passed out weak woman. He understood in his heart and put down the carriage curtain, saying indifferently: "Drive on, don't meddle in other people's business. It's more important to return to the border town."

  As the curtain fell, covering the master's handsome face, Mei said anxiously: "Master......"

  He knew his master's heart was cold and indifferent. At this moment, he also expected that his master would leave with a cold and detached attitude. As usual, he would also be calm about it. But today, for some reason, he felt an urge to take action and rescue him.

  Why is he so persistent in meddling with other people's business today?

  Chu Yicheng's heart was still filled with doubts and uncertainties. The curtain that had just been let down was lifted again by him. He looked at Mei Dao: "Do you really want to save that woman?"

  "Yes, sir." Mei raised her eyes and quickly swept a glance over there, then firmly looked at her master.

  "She's a mysterious and unscrupulous person, can't rule out the possibility that she's a spy sent by the capital city." Chu Yicheng raised an eyebrow at his subordinate. This trip back to the capital had been relatively smooth so far. He didn't want any unexpected twists on this return journey. Although he had relaxed his guard slightly due to the mysterious charm, he still felt it was necessary to remind them.

  Mei hesitated for a moment, his heart struggling inwardly. He recalled the gentle cry for help he had heard earlier from that 'girl', as soft as an oriole's call. Unconsciously, he spoke up in her defense: "Sir, she definitely isn't some kind of spy. Just look at her disheveled state. She might be a daughter from one of the common people's families along this road."

  "Hmm, the daughter of a commoner's family along the way." Chu Yicheng chuckled to himself. At this moment, he couldn't guess the identity of that woman either. But he thought to himself that since that woman could appear in such a desolate wilderness, she must be an extraordinary person. Then he thought again that it was rare to see someone as persistent as Mo, so why not just let him have his way and go rescue her.

  Anyway, the one being saved is just a weak little girl. She can't do anything to these two big men. What's there to be afraid of? Aren't you yourself not afraid of women at all?

  These thoughts only flashed through his mind for an instant. Chu Yicheng made up his mind, dropped the curtain and said to Mei Dao: "Go, I won't stop you."

  "Thank you for your trust." After getting the master's permission, he flew down from the carriage and ran to those people with a horse whip, pointing at the one-eyed man and shouting loudly: "Let her go."

  And then Wang Lao San saw the little beauty calling for help on the horse carriage, and she fainted. He hugged her tightly around the waist and saw that the people on the horse carriage didn't make a move. Thinking they were afraid of him, he felt proud in his heart. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard this sentence. Astonished, he turned his head back, forgetting to respond.

  "I'm telling you again, put down that woman." Seeing the other party not listening to his orders, Mei was somewhat impatient, his brow furrowed slightly as he pointed with his whip at Wang Lao San and repeated the command once more.

  "Hey, kid. Mind your own business." Wang Lao San saw someone disturbing his good deed and felt displeased in his heart. He warned sternly: "Leave quickly, or else I'll make you regret it."

  "Heh heh, I'm kindly reminding you of this ugly man. If anyone can't eat and has to leave, it's you." As soon as the words fell, Mei stopped speaking and directly whipped towards Wang Lao San.

  Wang Lao San saw the rain mixed with sharp wind and horse whip swinging towards him, scaring him to shout loudly to his subordinates: "Quickly save me! Quickly save me!"

  Those underlings are all useless. Seeing the black-clad man with a fierce aura, I knew it was not good to provoke him. Although I clearly heard the master's cry for help in my ear, no one dared to intervene. When death is imminent, self-preservation is still the most important thing.

  Mo Leng smiled coldly and swung his long whip, encircling Yan Xijun's body. With a gentle pull, he drew her into his own arms. His left hand wrapped around her, holding her firmly in place. His right hand swung the whip again, this time at Wang Laosan.

  "Give me back my little beauty!" At this moment, Wang Lao San was already furious and humiliated. Seeing his beauty being taken away and his subordinates being weak, the anger in his heart forced him to bravely draw his big knife from his waist and slash at the black-clothed man who had taken his beauty.

  "He's overestimating himself." Mei Leng snorted, and with a flick of his wrist, the whip in his hand suddenly coiled around Wang Laosan's large knife. Two more lashes sent him tumbling to the ground.

  "You're unlucky to have met me." After spitting on the ground, Wang Lao San, who was lying on the ground, got up and carried the beauty onto the horse carriage with a whip in hand.

  "Sir, she has fainted. May I share a carriage with you?" Mei Li asked, standing beside the carriage and inquiring of the master inside.

  Chu Yicheng had already known everything outside through the car window. Mei came to ask him for instructions. He lifted the car curtain and took a look at the beautiful woman with disheveled hair in Mei's arms. Her wet hair was stuck to her face, making it impossible to see her features clearly.

  "Never mind, put her in here. Let's just get this over with. We'll talk about it when she wakes up." Chu Yicheng moved to one side and instructed Mei. Look at that little girl, pitiful as can be, drenched from head to toe by the rain.

  "Thank you, sir." Mei was overjoyed and bowed to thank her master before carefully placing the child into the carriage. Then she rushed out to hurry the carriage on, hastening towards the next town. Only when they arrived in town could she change the child's wet clothes and find a doctor to make some medicine to help dispel the chill.

  He couldn't understand why he was so concerned about a strange girl. It seemed a bit excessive. He, who had always been on the battlefield killing people like flies, felt an inexplicable palpitation when he hugged her soft body. Until now, he still couldn't understand what kind of feeling it was.

  Yan Xijun opened his eyes to find a magnified handsome face in front of him. The man was propping up his forehead, staring at him with piercing eyes.

  She was so frightened that she used her hands and feet to get up with great difficulty, then shrank into a safe corner of the carriage, twirling the wet hair on her forehead with her fingers, and asked timidly: "Is it you, young master, who saved me?"

  Chu Yicheng lazily picked up the purple grapes on the small wooden table, plucked one and put it in his mouth, chewing slowly, and carelessly glanced at her, asking: "What do you say?"

  Yan Xijun gazed longingly at the grapes that had been swallowed into his belly. Her throat involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva. She hadn't eaten for a very long time. She was already so hungry that her chest was stuck to her back. So, she was naturally tempted by the small temptation.

  "Cough...". Chu Yicheng pretended to cough and naturally looked her up and down. He saw that the bun on her head had already come undone, and her black hair cascaded down, covering her small face that was hard to make out clearly.

  She was scorched by his fiery gaze, and Yan Xijun suddenly came back to her senses. She composed herself, lowered her head, and thanked him: "Thank you, sir, for saving my life. If I have the chance in the future, I will repay your kindness."