Wang Yue understood Liu Yuru's thinking. After all, if his plan didn't go smoothly, there was a good chance neither he nor Liu Yuru would make it back.
But before Wang Yue could say anything, a group of people came out of the tavern beside them.
The man at their head was clearly drunk. From his swaggering manner, Wang Yue could tell he was Wang Rong.
Wang Rong staggered toward Liu Yuru and the others. "Beauty, where in Yangzhou would you like to go? I know this city better than anyone."
Wang Yue raised an eyebrow. He hadn't expected Wang Rong to dare flirt with his woman. He waved to the guards lurking nearby, signaling them to teach the fool a lesson. This was the second time Wang Rong had provoked him.
As soon as Wang Yue lowered his hand, a passerby appeared at the edge of the street. The moment he saw Wang Yue's gesture, he suddenly darted in from the side and stopped in front of the drunk, keeping Wang Rong from getting near Liu Yuru.
Wang Rong hadn't expected anyone in Yangzhou to dare block his way. He shouted furiously, "Get out of my way! What are you waiting for? Get rid of him!"
The men who had come out with Wang Rong saw someone foolish enough to stand in their way and rushed over, punching and kicking the passerby.
The passerby staggered backward under their blows. Before long, he had been driven to the roadside and could no longer stop Wang Rong from approaching Liu Yuru.
Wang Rong was pleased with himself and laughed arrogantly. "Young lady, no one knows Yangzhou better than I do. You should—"
He had barely gotten halfway through his sentence when a Masked Man suddenly dropped from the rooftop beside the