The ancient martial arts master traveled through time

At this time, Ruan Xiaojiu seemed to have forgotten that Ruan Siqi had been on the battlefield, so how could he be frightened by a few big men.

Although Ruan Siqi felt sympathy, she still wanted to get to the bottom of it.

"Who are you?"

"Even if his family owes money, you should go to his parents to repay it. How can you use people to pay off the debt?"

The leader of the burly men seemed to have heard something funny and shouted, "Mind your own business, or I'll beat you up too." Ruan Siqi's eyes turned cold and he stretched his muscles. Even a clay man could still have some temper, not to mention that he was a general in the past and was also proud. "I will definitely take care of this trivial matter today."

Seeing this, Ruan Xiaojiu did not stop her. Although Ruan Siqi had not much martial arts left, it was more than enough to deal with a few thugs, so she stood aside and watched with peace of mind.

Several burly men exchanged a look of disdain, one of them yelling, "Come on, teach him a lesson and let him know the consequences of meddling in other people's business." With that, they charged at Ruan Siqi, their fists raised. The first to attack was kicked away by Ruan Siqi, and the rest were beaten back to the ground in a short while. Ruan Siqi stepped on the leader's back and asked, "Who is your master? Does he really owe you money, or are you bullying him? Tell me."

"You son of a bitch, let me go! We are from Xianming Marquis Mansion. You have offended us and we will make you pay for it." The thugs made such a stern remark, thinking that the other party would be scared if they just mentioned the name of the Marquis Mansion. But after waiting for a while, he still didn't let him go. He couldn't help but wonder if he had run into a tough guy! But he felt relieved when he thought of the golden medal of immunity from death that his son had mentioned.

Ruan Siqi knew of this Marquis family. Back when Qin was still Qingfeng, the old Marquis had saved the late emperor's life during the war for power. After Qingfeng was established, he was rewarded for his merits. The old Marquis disdained the disputes of the court and simply wanted to live in peace, a sentiment shared by his descendants. So, he petitioned the late emperor for the title of Marquis. Although he held no real power, no one dared to provoke him, and he lived in a humble place within the city. The late emperor had bestowed upon him three golden medals of immunity from death, a special honor bestowed upon his family.

After the establishment of the Qin State, they were forgotten. However, he seemed to vaguely remember that the young master of the Marquis's Mansion was a person who loved Long Yang, and he was really becoming more and more depraved.

Ruan Siqi thought of the golden medal of immunity from death and decided to give in. After all, the old emperor was a good person, and she had to give him some face for the golden medal he gave her.

"Since his family owes you money, I'll pay it back for him. Don't bother him in the future."

When the big man heard that Ruan Siqi wanted to pay, he thought about how his master had set up a trap to catch this young master, and he didn't dare to agree. But now he was still being trampled underfoot, so he had no choice but to give in. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Okay, you give us the money, and we won't bother him in the future." He would go back and report to the master, and let the master make the decision. This would also make this person look good. I believe his master will be more interested in this person's appearance.

The few people collected the money and left. Ruan Siqi returned to the young boy and touched his head. The frail young man in front of her felt a little sorry for what he would have suffered if she hadn't met him today. She asked, "What's your name? Where do you live? I'll take you home."

The young boy lowered his head, timidly, his voice choked with sobs: "Master, can I not go home? Please let me follow you from now on. I can cook, do housework, and serve you. I will be obedient and listen to you. Please don't send me back. I was bought by them, and they have already sold me. I have no home. Please accept me." As he said that, he knelt down, and Ruan Siqi really couldn't bear to see him.

Ruan Siqi's heart softened, and he looked at Ruan Xiaojiu, "Xiaojiu, can I take him back?"

"As long as you like it." Ruan Xiaojiu did not object. He was just a servant, and she would not interfere.

Ruan Siqi felt soft-hearted, and seeing Ruan Xiaojiu's indulgence and pampering of him made him feel satisfied.

He helped the boy up and decided to take him back to the palace. "From now on, you will follow me. No one will bully you around me. What's your name?"

"My name is Xiaoyu."

Ruan Siqi picked up a little boy and had no intention of continuing shopping, so they returned to the palace. Xiaoyu was very sensible and always stayed by Ruan Siqi's side, not only helping with things but also often making Ruan Siqi happy.

However, Xiaoyu caught the attention of several people in Yun Yizhou because he was not only dedicated to his work but also went to great lengths to coax Ruan Siqi. He also helped to warm up the relationship between Ruan Xiaojiu and Ruan Siqi, which made them want to go out and pick one up.