"Mother, why did you come out? Hurry back inside. Erlong isn't afraid of them."
When Liu Erlong saw Liu Mei'er come out, she hurriedly ran over and supported her.
"Erlong, how could your mother ignore you? You're my daughter."
Liu Mei'er spoke in a grief-stricken voice.
She lifted her eyes toward Scarface outside the gate, Oubu, and Old Bladehandle with his lecherous face.
Her eyes were full of pleading.
"I know I owe you a debt. I... I can go with you. My body, everything I have can be used to repay it. I only beg you not to hurt Erlong, and not to take this courtyard."
"Mother!"
Liu Erlong suddenly held her up, her eyes instantly reddening. She reached out to support her mother's arm, her voice full of resistance and panic.
"No!"
"Mother, Erlong would rather fight them to the death than let you do this!"
Liu Erlong clung tightly to Liu Mei'er's arm.
She looked at the person closest to her, lowering her head to evil men in order to protect her.
Something like this—
how could Liu Erlong possibly endure it?!
While this side was in an uproar, an old man dressed in an apricot-red physician's robe was slowly walking over from the street outside.
Hearing the commotion, Ye Renxin, acting out of a physician's benevolent heart, was about to step forward and take a look.
Judging from the emblem on his clothes, this person should be from the Nine Heart Begonia Ye family, of Ye Lingling's grandfather's generation.
In front of Liu Erlong's home, when Oubu heard Liu Mei'er's words, he could not help letting out a sneer. The folding fan in his hand snapped shut as he pointed at Liu Mei'er, his tone full of disdain.
"Tch, old woman, do you think Old Bladehandle