"Ah!!!"
"You brat! How dare you scratch me!"
"Get him, boys!"
Just then, Lu Mian suddenly heard the sounds of a fight coming from the alley beside him.
He turned to look.
Several youths of fifteen or sixteen were ganging up on a twelve-year-old boy.
The boy had singled out a flat-nosed youth and tackled him to the ground, tearing into him with his teeth like a wild dog.
He seemed oblivious to the fists raining down on him from the others.
"Aaargh!!"
"Let go of me!"
Instead, it was the youth pinned to the ground who howled frantically.
"Enough."
"Stop."
Lu Mian walked into the alley and spoke calmly.
He quietly released a trace of his savage qi mechanism.
The youths could not withstand even that trace. Terror swept through their bodies and filled their hearts, sending them fleeing.
Even the boy who had been acting like a mad dog stopped.
The youth he had bitten bloody staggered up with a wail and fled in a sorry state.
"What's your name?"
Lu Mian looked curiously at the boy with torn sleeves and a blood-covered face.
"My name is Yang Jun."
"Thank you for saving me."
The boy wiped the blood from his mouth and slowly stood.
He knew that the stranger before him was probably a powerful martial artist, perhaps even a cultivator.
"Yang Jun..."
"Judging by your clothes, you belong to the Agriculture Office. So did those boys."
"How did you end up fighting?"
Lu Mian asked as he took in the boy's attire.
"Those guys are always bullying me, especially Wang Jie. He even called me a stray dog."
"Later, when Wang Jie wasn't paying attention after his shift, I ambushed him with a club."
"So he brought people to corner me today."
Yang Jun explained himself