513: Chapter 513: The People of the Eight Kings (1)_1 513: Chapter 513: The People of the Eight Kings (1)_1 Gu Qingheng had actually heard the disturbance outside long ago, but with Gu Yao there, he was not worried, let alone with the presence of the esteemed Dao Xuzi nearbyâif there truly was danger, he wouldnât stand idly by.
He had developed extraordinary hearing because of his inner strength and his blindness, yet he hadnât expected that this young girl would also be so perceptive.
The more time he spent with her, the more he realized how many secrets this young girl harbored, but still, he would never ask.
Although Yang Ruxin had covered Gu Qingheng with a quilt, she did not leave.
She had heard someone lure Gu Yao away, and at first, she thought nothing of it, as ordinary people couldnât trouble Gu Yao.
However, within a short while, someone else arrived, so it was clear that their plan was to draw the tiger away from the mountain, targeting Gu Qingheng.
She wasnât sure how many people had come, so what she had to do was protect Gu Qingheng.
The medicine bath required soaking for two hours; otherwise, not only would it be useless, but the poison might even rebound.
To be on the safe side, though, Yang Ruxin still let Xiaolun out to stand guard next door; she feared these cruel people might harm her own family in desperation.
Xiaolun flicked its tongue and whooshed away.
However, Yang Ruxin suddenly thought of the Feng Family.
She seemed to be outside, didnât she?
Could she be in danger?
âMy mother wonât be in trouble,â Gu Qingheng, sensing Yang Ruxinâs concern, said softly, âShe knows to hide herself at the first sign of trouble.
We know how to protect ourselves.â
Yang Ruxin nodded, a touch of admiration flashing in her heart.
That was the best approach; she disliked those who lacked the ability yet insisted on protecting everyone, only to end up as a burden.
The intruders had already entered the house by then, but seemed unclear about the situation inside and dared not barged in recklessly.
âYouâve come all the way to the door, why not come in, sit down, and have a chat?â Yang Ruxin chuckled and then abruptly flung open the door.
Just as Gu Qingheng, out of concern, was about to speak, he heard a muffled grunt; but his heart steadiedâit wasnât Xinxinâs voice.
âYou little thing, werenât you told to stay home and watch the house?â Yang Ruxin had not expected Xiaolun to come back, let alone bite the intruder right away, saving her the trouble.
Xiaolun flicked its tongue; it had summoned its mates to watch over the Yang Familyâs surroundings.
Should anyone truly break in, there would surely be some disturbance.
âYouâve used poison?â The man clutched his wrist in pain but showed no intention of leaving.
âYou should feel lucky that the poison didnât kill you,â Yang Ruxin sneered, âSpill it.
Who sent you?
What are you here for?
Confess for leniency, resist for harshness.
I held back just now, didnât poison you to death.
But I canât guarantee leniency next time.
And I assure you, no matter how fast you are, youâre not faster than how quick I can strike.â Actually, it was Xiaolunâs speed that was astonishingly fastâshe had tested this with Gu Yao.
âXinxin, he is one of the Eighth Princeâs men,â Gu Qingheng suddenly said.
Yang Ruxin frowned.
The man tore off the cloth from his face and then, bowing with a fist in hand, said, âSubordinate Weng You at your service, Master Gu, Miss Yang.â That damned Weng Ji, claiming he was sending himself and Weng Ming over to help and to casually test Master Guâs strength on the side.
Look where that got himâtrapped himself.
He would settle the score with him if he got the chance to go back.