57: Chapter 57 I do good deeds just to make myself feel good!

"Halt! Who are you? Why are your bodies stained with blood? This is the Inner City Area, no entry without a token—"

"I go wherever I want, and I enter whoever I want."

Swoosh, swoosh!

Bone nails slashed down rapidly, and all the soldiers guarding the inner city gates were killed in an instant.

"I've said it before, why don't any of you ever learn, as if you've never heard of it?"

Leading Wangcai and Chen Shuang, Qin Muyuan strolled into the inner city.

Huoyun City is divided into the Outer City, the Inner City, and the Imperial Palace Area.

The Outer City is the place where commoners with a little money, merchants, and artisans live.

As for the Inner City, it is where high-ranking officials and nobles of Huoyun Country live.

As for the Imperial Palace Area... that is naturally where Qin Muyuan will live for some time afterwards.

Killing the soldiers guarding the entrance between the outer and inner cities, Qin Muyuan stepped into the Inner City and followed the arrows within his field of vision.

Along the way, he casually killed a speed bump made up of dozens of people.

A moment later, Qin Muyuan led Chen Shuang to the front of a courtyard.

A pair of stone lions was placed at the entrance of the courtyard, and the words "Zhao Residence" were prominently written on the plaque above the main gate.

According to the cook from the Red Oil Chamber of Commerce, this Zhao Residence was the mansion of Zhao Qianfan, a current figure in the imperial court.

Zhao Qianfan was a first-rank high official in the imperial court of Huoyun Country, and could even directly meet the current emperor of Huoyun Country, and so on...

In short, he possessed immense power.

Therefore, the Young Miss of the Zhao family dared to openly abduct Liang Jiujiu in the streets of the Outer City, completely unafraid of punishment from the yamen and officials.

But it didn't matter.

If the yamen and officials wouldn't punish them, Qin Muyuan would act as a righteous envoy who saw injustice and killed directly.

Bang!

Accompanied by a straight kick from Qin Muyuan, the solid wooden gate of the Zhao Residence, weighing one hundred catties, was kicked flying.

The flying gate crashed into the stone pillar behind it, instantly splitting into two halves, with wood chips spraying out radially.

"Who? Who dares to cause trouble in the Zhao Residence?"

Such a huge commotion naturally attracted the attention of the guards inside the Zhao Residence.

Then a large group of guards wearing short garments and holding long staves and spears rushed out from the courtyard.

The leader of these guards was a Martial Artist whose strength had reached the Peak of the third-rate, half-step to the second-rate, yet would never be invited to gatherings of second-rate Martial Artists.

Seeing the wooden gate shattered all over the floor, and then seeing Qin Muyuan who had broken into the residence, this third-rate Martial Artist let out a stern shout:

"Hey! You scoundrels, how dare you..."

Before his words fell, Qin Muyuan's figure had already vanished from his field of vision.

The third-rate Martial Artist failed to react in time before feeling a pain in his neck and a chilly wind blowing across his throat.

Then, the third-rate Martial Artist saw Qin Muyuan's figure reappear in his original spot, leading that wolf demon and a woman deeper into the residence.

The third-rate Martial Artist wanted to step forward to stop them, only to suddenly discover that his body was completely unresponsive—

Pat.

Clusters of heads fell to the ground, as if celebrating, respectfully sending Qin Muyuan into the courtyard of the Zhao Residence.

"How could this be... Quickly..."

This was the last sentence that flashed through the mind of the third-rate Martial Artist before complete brain death.

Stepping into the Zhao Residence, Qin Muyuan charged all the way, knocking the blocking speed bumps flying with much difficulty.

Finally, through all sorts of hardships, he led Chen Shuang to the front of a side room.

"Don't even think about it! No matter how you torture me, I will never submit!"

From the side room came a deep and firm male voice.

This voice made Chen Shuang's previously stopped tears flow out once again.

Then Chen Shuang, with tears in her eyes, crawled down from Wangcai's back and stumbled forward to push open the door of the side room.

With a clang, the door was pushed open.

She saw a thin man with pale cheeks standing in the side room, looking as if he hadn't eaten for days.

His face still wore an incomparable determination.

However, when he saw the person pushing the door open, the determination on his face instantly turned into surprise.

"Shuang... Shuang'er?!"

"Jiujiu! It really is Shuang'er! You... you've suffered!"

Chen Shuang and Liang Jiujiu tightly embraced each other as if no one else was around.

The two of them recounted all sorts of past events, looking like a pair of ill-fated mandarin ducks.

As for Qin Muyuan, he was sizing up Liang Jiujiu.

Although his figure was slightly slender and his complexion a bit pale, his looks were indeed quite handsome.

No wonder he was abducted by the Young Miss of the Zhao family to be her mountain-bandit husband.

Unfortunately, in terms of handsomeness, Qin Muyuan felt he was still a bit inferior to himself.

Fortunately, although he was handsome, he was also full of martial prowess.

Otherwise, in this ancient era, let alone women, even somewhat handsome men would be forcibly snatched away and coerced.

"Shuang'er, I've caused you to suffer... Look how much weight you've lost..."

"Husband, Shuang'er hasn't suffered. Living in the Outer City, Shuang'er has the disaster relief grain issued by the court every day, and eats very well..."

"Nonsense! How could the court's disaster relief grain be of good quality..."

After whispering sweet nothings for a while, the two finally remembered that there was still a human and a demon outside.

Liang Jiujiu then awkwardly asked: "Might this brother be...?"

Chen Shuang replied: "This is Hero Qin. It is thanks to Hero Qin's help that I was able to find you, Husband..."

Hearing this, Liang Jiujiu immediately knelt on both knees and kowtowed, speaking with sincere and earnest words:

"Hero Qin! Your kindness, Jiujiu will definitely engrave it in his heart and never forget it in this lifetime!"

"If there is any need in the future, even if Jiujiu is smashed to pieces, I will definitely repay your grace of saving my life."

"If not for the Hero's righteous assistance today, I'm afraid Shuang'er and I would find it hard to ever meet again in this lifetime..."

It had to be said, as expected of someone who had read some books, his words of gratitude flowed effortlessly in sets.

And Qin Muyuan naturally accepted it directly.

After all... what is the purpose of doing good deeds?

Qin Muyuan didn't care about those hypocritical words.

To him, doing good deeds was simply to satisfy his own spiritual needs and to receive gratitude from others!

He did good deeds just to make himself feel good!

After Liang Jiujiu finished reciting his words of gratitude, Qin Muyuan stepped forward, helped Liang Jiujiu up, and said:

"Never mind that! A guy like me just loves doing good deeds..."

Thud, thud, thud.

Before Qin Muyuan could finish speaking, a series of rumbling vibrations came from outside, causing the tables, chairs, and stools in the side room to jump around.

This commotion made Liang Jiujiu, whose eyebrows had just been beaming with joy over reuniting with Chen Shuang, turn pale:

"She's here! She's back!"

"Who?" Qin Muyuan looked outside the side room's courtyard and asked.

A trace of fear flashed across Liang Jiujiu's face: "Zhao Miaonv! The Young Miss of the Zhao family, the woman who abducted me here!"

Just as Liang Jiujiu's voice fell, a figure appeared at the giant circular archway of the courtyard.

That figure resembled a pig demon, standing a full three meters tall, with seven or eight layers of fat piled up on her body, looking like a moving mountain of flesh.

With every step she took, the ground seemed to tremble slightly, and her specially made oversized brocade grand dress was stretched so tight it looked ready to burst.

Her face was like a round plate... no, a millstone!

The facial features on her face were squeezed together by the fat, and her eyes were completely sunken into the flesh, leaving only a thin slit exposed on the outside.

"Who! Who wants to take away my lover!"

This little mountain of flesh rushed into the courtyard, suddenly erupting with a shout even harsher and coarser than that of Zhu Gangli!