Chapter 572: Chapter 317: The Kind Elder (Part 2)

Chu Qing saw her speak with eloquence, unable to resist a smile, just about to speak when suddenly a shout rang out.

"I’ll beat you to death, you old fool, for meddling in my business!"

The shout was accompanied by the sound of a whip cracking through the air, landing on flesh.

Everyone followed the sound to see an old man lying on the ground, the whip breaking his clothes and tearing into flesh. His body trembled, clearly having the strength to stand and flee, yet he remained motionless.

Chu Qing only took one glance to notice that beneath the old man there was a child.

The reason the old man didn’t move or flee was out of concern that once he left, the whip would land on the child.

Looking nearby, there was a convoy, not carrying goods but prison cages, with ragged women seated inside, and behind the carriage were men with their hands bound.

Such scenes were not new to Chu Qing, often seen within Liaoyuan Mansion.

It’s slave traders!

The child protected by the old man was also a slave, but very young, probably around six or seven years old.

The old man’s clothing was wholly different from theirs, evidently not a slave.

Seeing the slave trader wanting to strike again, a gust of wind suddenly sounded, a body like a long rainbow, sword like the wind.

In just an instant, the whip that had not yet fallen was already cut into pieces.

Finally, a glinting hilt was waved down.

The slave trader was stunned, suddenly looking up to see standing before him a tall and rugged yet unexpectedly rough-featured man.

With a long sword in hand, pointing diagonally toward the ground, eyes filled with anger.

The slave trader’s heart skipped a beat, but the next moment he gritted his teeth and spoke:

"I don’t know which hero has come to meddle in our affairs... To tell you the truth, this little bastard deliberately slowed down the journey with malicious intent, that’s why I took action to teach him a lesson.

"This old thing doesn’t know where he came from, not having money to buy this wasteful piece, even blocking me from teaching him a lesson.

"It’s truly outrageous!

"These are all my goods, I can beat or scold them as I please. Even if you tell Mansion Master, I have the reasoning on my side!"

"Why should he interfere?

"If the hero is being fair, without knowing the whole story, now I have told the truth, please don’t meddle further."

Wu Qianhuan’s temples twitched with veins. She already disliked the slave trade in Star Split Mansion and Liaoyuan Mansion.

Born as humans, yet being sold like livestock, as the young lady of Celestial Dance City, she truly couldn’t accept these people’s ways.

However, entering the country, even the strong dragon doesn’t overpower the local snake.

Moreover, some things can be managed one at a time, but not all together.

Might as well, out of sight, out of mind...

Yet who would have thought, today she witnessed people publicly beating both the old and young, truly unable to endure, hence took action in anger.

But even so, her strike was measured; otherwise, what was broken would not be the whip but that bastard’s head.

Facing the questioning, Wu Qianhuan remained wordless, she was disguised as a man, afraid speaking would reveal herself.

Therefore, she only shifted the sword’s edge, her gaze becoming more intense.

Seeing Wu Qianhuan not retreating, the slave trader’s eyes also turned cold:

"I see, the hero intends to use Martial Arts to take sides for others?

"Unfortunately, you’ve meddled in the wrong matters!"

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly a series of whooshing sounds were heard, several figures flew out from the convoy and surrounded Wu Qianhuan.

The slave trader coldly laughed:

"Do you think we dare to do this trade without experts accompanying?

"Let alone once leading the Slave Capture Team, traversing the Lingbei Martial World, where haven’t I been? How can I be intimidated by your sword?

"I advise you to move aside quickly, otherwise... be careful of your own life."

Wu Qianhuan’s lips curled into a cold smile, not to mention Chu Qing was nearby, even if Chu Qing wasn’t there, with her Martial Arts she wouldn’t fear these people.

Just as she was about to strike, the old man protecting the child suddenly stood up, arms spread wide to block in front of Wu Qianhuan:

"Everyone, there’s no need for violence, let’s talk this over."

He said this, turning to glance at Wu Qianhuan.

One glance left him stunned, a glint of realization flashed in his eye, softly he said:

"Young master, thank you for your righteous action, but there’s no need to risk your life over someone else’s issues. Thank you, you should leave quickly."

Wu Qianhuan frowned, sensing something odd in the old man’s previous gaze.

Yet she shook her head, not leaving.

"Alright, in that case, let’s move..."

The word ’hand’ had barely left his lips when a series of thuds sounded consecutively, the group surrounding Wu Qianhuan were simultaneously sent flying, unable to utter a single word, groaning on the ground and unable to stand.

The slave trader was still wondering what happened when his shoulder suddenly felt heavy. Turning sharply, he saw another rugged face appear beside him.

Chu Qing grinned:

"Move what? Try moving even a little."

"When?"

The slave trader’s heart tightened, involuntarily feeling a bit of fear.

Gritting his teeth, he said:

"Who... who are you?"

"Han San."

Chu Qing said:

"Just call me Han San... Brother, I have a word of advice, let’s talk things over, no need for violence.

"That child is yours, I can’t interfere, but that old man is clearly not your goods.

"Why be so harsh? If by accident someone dies... what then?"

"... You’re right, hero."

The slave trader felt inexplicably fearful, daring not to express anger:

"It’s just, it’s just... this loss-making... oh, this child slows the pace... look at this..."

Chu Qing’s eyes narrowed slightly, with a dangerous glint emitting.

Yet a voice came from another side:

"That child... how about you sell that child to me?"

"Ah?"

The slave trader was stunned, the speaker was the old man from before.

He frowned, scrutinizing the old man:

"Just you?"

Before he finished, Chu Qing slapped him across the face:

"Not going to work?"

"Works!!"

The slave trader didn’t hesitate to nod repeatedly.

"Then, how much silver should I give you?"

The old man asked again.

The slave trader looked conflicted:

"This child I spent a fortune..."

"Hmm?"

Chu Qing’s voice pierced his ears again.

The slave trader jolted to attention:

"That child was grabbed from a pile of beggars, no money spent.

"Though this entire journey has been a bother... how about, you give me ten taels of silver?"

The old man nodded repeatedly, intending to take out money.

But Chu Qing sneered:

"Why pay? Ten taels of silver aren’t enough for the old man to see a doctor. Personally, I think you should give the old man ten taels of silver, then call it settled."

"Ah?"

The slave trader was dumbfounded, having to pay ten more taels, wouldn’t that be a loss-making deal?

Looking at the experts on the ground, and the hand on his shoulder, he was about to nod when the old man quickly said:

"No need, no need, how about I just take the child, what about clearing this between us?"

The slave trader nodded tearfully:

"Good... agreed."

"Then hurry and free the child!"

Chu Qing released his grip from the trader’s shoulder.

The slave trader helplessly took the key from his waist, unlocking the shackles on the child’s hands and feet.

The old man looked at the child’s hands and feet, where the shackles had bruised, filled with a look of compassion.

He looked up at Chu Qing:

"Thank you, I’ll remember this, and if there is a chance in the future, I will certainly repay your kindness."

"... No need to be so polite, sir."

Chu Qing shook his head and watched him take hold of the child’s hand:

"Come, from now on I’m your grandfather, follow me, and you won’t suffer anymore."

Speaking, the old man and the young child did not head toward Two Realms City, but instead went off in another direction.

Chu Qing gazed at their backs, his brows slightly furrowed...

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