Ye Jing's True Despair!

Old Li lay in a pool of blood, his face as pale as paper, his eyes filled with both resentment and despair.

He never imagined that his life would end like this, nor did he expect that Young Master Zhao would so easily give up on his "repentance" and return to his cruel and tyrannical state.

"Young Master Zhao, aren't you afraid of Heaven's Punishment for doing this?" An elderly villager struggled to his feet and shouted with all his might.

His voice, though weak, was filled with defiance and anger.

"Heaven's Punishment? Hahaha..." Young Master Zhao seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He laughed loudly, his laughter filled with madness and disdain. "In this world, I am the heavens! I am retribution! Whoever dares to disobey me, I will show them what true despair is!"

As he spoke, Young Master Zhao walked step by step toward the elderly villager, a cold glint in his eyes.

Every step he took seemed to tread on the hearts of the villagers, filling them with unprecedented fear and despair.

"Stop!" Just then, a clear and firm voice suddenly rang out, like the brightest star in the night sky, piercing through all the chaos and noise.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a girl dressed in simple clothes standing not far away, her eyes clear and firm.

She was Xiao Jin, the girl who was closest to Ye Jing.

"Young Master Zhao, doing this will only breed more resentment, not respect, from others." Yi Yi's voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly. Her tone was full of sincerity and admonition. "You are the son of the Zhao family, possessing boundless wealth and status. Why must you choose such a path of no return?"

Upon hearing this, Young Master Zhao was taken aback; he was still somewhat wary of Ye Jing.

When Young Master Zhao's gaze fell upon the jade Guardian Jade Pendant in Xiao Jin's hand, which emitted a faint luster, a barely perceptible hint of apprehension flashed across his eyes. That Ye Jing pendant, it was said, was personally given to Xiao Jin by Ye Jing; it not only contained powerful Spiritual Power but also represented Ye Jing's silent protection of Xiao Jin.

He knew all too well that if he were to become Ye Jing's enemy at this moment, the consequences would be unimaginable. Especially now, he had just attacked the villagers, and if Ye Jing returned, he would certainly not let him off easily.

"Hmph, Xiao Jin, do you think you can scare me off with just a jade pendant?" Young Master Young Master Zhao's lips curled into a cold smile, but his tone became more restrained. "Today's matter is nothing but a misunderstanding. I, Zhao, am not an unreasonable person. However, if you dare to obstruct my plans again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Having said that, he turned and gave his followers a look, signaling them to retreat. Although the followers were unwilling, they understood their master's intentions, so they put away their weapons and followed Young Master Zhao in a slow retreat, while cautiously looking around to guard against any unforeseen events.

Upon seeing this, the villagers were first taken aback, then their eyes lit up, and hope ignited in their hearts.

They never expected that this sudden disaster would be quelled so quickly.

Old Li was quickly helped up by several villagers. His clothes were stained with blood, but his eyes shone with the relief of surviving a disaster.

Xiao Jin gripped the jade pendant tightly in her hand, her gaze fixed firmly on the departing figure of Young Master Zhao. She secretly resolved in her heart to protect this village and prevent any evil forces from invading it again.

As night fell, the village returned to its usual tranquility, but an uneasy atmosphere still lingered in the air.

The villagers sat around the campfire, discussing among themselves, all worried about whether Young Master Zhao would make a comeback.

"Xiao Jin, can that jade pendant really protect us?" Old Li asked weakly, his face full of worry.

Xiao Jin nodded gently and said softly, "Uncle Li, don't worry. Brother Ye Jing said that this jade pendant can sense the danger around us and will do its best to protect us. But more importantly, we must unite and face the difficulties together."

Upon hearing this, the villagers nodded in agreement, and they began to unite more closely to prepare for the challenges that might come.

However, Young Master Zhao did not truly give up. He returned to his residence, his heart filled with resentment and anger.

He knew that force alone could not completely conquer the village; a more ingenious method had to be found.

So he decided to sabotage things secretly to test whether Ye Jing really cared about the village and whether he would show himself.

A few days later, the village's water source suddenly became murky, and the villagers found a strange odor in the water when they drew water.

Soon after, the crops began to wither, and pests and diseases raged. The village was plunged into an unprecedented crisis.

"This must have been done by Young Master Zhao!" the villagers shouted angrily, all guessing that Young Master Zhao was behind it all.

Xiao Jin stood at the village entrance, looking at the withered fields and anxious villagers, her heart filled with worry.

She knew this was likely a conspiracy by Young Master Zhao, but she was more worried about Ye Jing's safety.

She was afraid that Ye Jing would be put in danger because of this.

Just when the villagers were at their wits' end, Xiao Jin made a decision. She decided to go to the Zhao residence herself, ask Young Master Zhao for clarification, and try to persuade him to stop destroying the village.

"Xiao Jin, you can't go!" the villagers urged. "Young Master Zhao is ruthless; you'll be in danger if you go!"

But Xiao Jin was determined. She said firmly, "I must go! I can't just stand by and watch the village suffer. Besides, I believe Brother Ye Jing will support me in doing so."

After saying that, Xiao Jin set off on her journey to the Zhao residence.

She felt both apprehensive and determined; she knew it would be a difficult negotiation, but she had to work for the peace of the village.

A little girl embarked on her journey alone.

Inside the Zhao residence, Young Master Zhao was leisurely sipping tea, seemingly unconcerned about the village's plight.

When he learned that Xiao Jin was coming to visit, he couldn't help but reveal a playful smile.

"Oh? Xiao Jin has come to visit in person? What a rare guest!" Young Master Zhao put down his teacup and stood up to greet Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin walked into the hall, looked directly into Young Master Zhao's eyes, and said without fear, "Young Master Zhao, I've come to ask you something. Why did the village's water source and crops suddenly have problems? Was it all your doing?"

Young Master Young Master Zhao chuckled lightly, feigning innocence, and said, "Xiao Jin, why do you say that? Although I, Zhao, am not a saint, I would never do such a heinous thing!"

Xiao Jin bit her lower lip, glaring at Young Master Zhao, and said, "Young Master Zhao, we both know perfectly well that the village's plight is inextricably linked to you! I implore you to stop destroying the village and give us back our peaceful lives!"

Young Master Zhao's smile vanished, and his eyes turned cold.

He slowly walked up to Xiao Jin, approaching her face and saying, "Miss Xiao Jin, you are far too naive."