The White-Bone Demon of the Farm is as rich as a country

Looking at the carriage disappearing into the distance, Chu Ning'an and the two "guys" walked out of the woods by the roadside.

Chu Ning'an smiled, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply to the two men before him. He said earnestly, "Two brothers, this operation is truly thanks to your help. Thank you for your hard work and travel all the way!" However, at this moment, the two men had completely changed their previous attitude of respectful obedience as workmen. They stood tall and straight like pine trees, exuding an air of pride. Anyone who saw them could tell at a glance that they were no ordinary people.

Facing Chu Ning'an's thanks, the two men did not show any arrogance. They also clasped their hands together, returned the greeting, and humbly responded, "Mr. Chu, you are too kind. We are only following orders. We do not deserve such praise and gratitude."

At this time, Chu Ning'an frowned slightly, with a hint of worry in his eyes, and then he said: "This An Binghuai is really cunning and cautious. He didn't even show up at the place where the robbery took place. It seems that we can only act according to the original second plan." After that, he raised his head again and looked into the distance, as if trying to find some clues from the vast world.

"Things have come to this, we can't waste any more time. My two brothers, please quickly meet up with Lord Huo. Just follow the marks left behind. As for me, I will naturally follow closely to find out what's going on." Chu Ning'an's tone was firm, and he was obviously prepared to deal with all difficulties.

Knowing that Chu Ning'an was concerned about the safety of his companions, the two men did not try to stop him. Instead, they saluted again and said in unison: "Mr. Chu, this trip is full of dangers. Please be careful. We look forward to seeing you again in the future!" Before they finished speaking, the two men turned around and left quickly with brisk steps. Their figures soon disappeared at the end of the road.

Chu Ning'an looked at their departing backs, walked into the forest, found a hidden path and flew towards the city.

Ru Yue sat atop a relentlessly galloping carriage, hurtling forward at lightning speed. The wheels churned, stirring up clouds of dust, and the carriage shook violently, as if ready to fall apart at any moment. After a long, bumpy ride that lasted a full day and night, she finally arrived at a remote village and slowly stopped the carriage.

For the entire time, she hadn't eaten a drop of water or a grain of rice. Despite her exceptional skills and prowess, she felt as if she had lost half her life, completely weakened. She pressed her hand tightly against her stomach, trying to suppress the overwhelming discomfort. She closed her eyes slightly, concentrating on listening carefully to every sound around her, hoping to quickly gather some useful information.

Although the young master had told her that he had people secretly protecting her and that she didn't need to worry about her safety, she still inevitably felt a deep fear and uneasiness in her heart about things that were completely beyond her control.

At this moment, the voice of a well-mannered young man with a slightly scholarly air suddenly came from a distance: "Have you returned, my knights? I wonder if you have successfully brought back the items this time?"

The gruff voice of the robber from before responded, "Thank goodness we have fulfilled our mission! We have followed your instructions and successfully brought the man back to you, Master An."

Hearing this, the man called Master An suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha, you guys have worked so hard! Go down quickly and have a good rest. This master will definitely thank you all handsomely! Hahaha..." His laughter echoed in the air, mixed with a kind of contempt and arrogance that made people feel very disgusted.

The heavy curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted gently from outside, and with the breeze, the face of a young man slowly emerged before Ru Yue's eyes. If one ignored the repulsive frivolity and vulgarity on his face, and simply looked at his features, he was indeed extraordinarily handsome—sharp eyebrows, sparkling eyes, a high nose bridge, and lips slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

However, at this moment, "Ru Yue" was curled up in the corner of the carriage, motionless like a frightened deer. She closed her eyes tightly, pretending to be unconscious, but in fact, she was extremely nervous.

Her right hand clenched quietly into a fist, a packet of knockout drugs hidden in her palm. This packet of knockout drugs had been given to her by Ru Yue. According to Ru Yue, it was incredibly potent, requiring only a tiny dose to instantly knock a large group of people to the ground. The effects were immediate. Therefore, when faced with danger, it became Ru Yue's crucial self-protection weapon.

This miraculous knockout drug was personally crafted by the master's sworn brother, Young Master A Ling. Young Master A Ling was renowned for his exceptional medical skills and poison-making abilities. His medicines were known for their superior quality and remarkable efficacy, so the quality of this knockout drug was undoubtedly undeniable. For this very reason, "Ru Yue" clutched the knockout drug tightly, as if it were her last straw. Meanwhile, her left hand was also busy, clutching the antidote tightly within her sleeve, ready for any emergency.

"Miss Ruyue, we finally meet again! Hahaha..." An Binghuai laughed wantonly, his laughter full of evil and arrogance, "It's really not easy to see you, but fortunately we have a deep connection!" As he spoke, he looked up and down at "Ruyue" greedily, his eyes revealing undisguised lust and complacency.

Ru Yue struggled to pry open her eyelids, which felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds. Her once lively eyes now seemed incredibly weak, filled with terror. Trembling, she looked at An Binghuai before her. Her voice was as weak as a candle in the wind, and with barely concealed fear, she asked, "What...what do you want to do? Why did you tie me up here?"

Her voice was filled with fear and uneasiness, like a frightened deer, making one feel pity. At this moment, "Ru Yue" looked like a fragile, innocent girl with no power to resist. Her tightly clasped hands were tightly covered by her wide sleeves, as if hiding some secret.

"Hahaha!" An Binghuai laughed wildly, his laughter echoing in the silent air, revealing a bit of ferocity and complacency.

He narrowed his eyes, sizing up the pitiful "Ru Yue" in front of him, and said slowly, "Miss Ru Yue, why are you pretending to be confused? That day in that inn, I fell in love with you at first sight. It's a pity that you are too picky and don't appreciate my feelings at all. So I had no choice but to resort to this last resort and ask a few masters in the martial arts world to invite you to my house for a proper visit."

Hearing this, "Ru Yue"'s body trembled violently, and she subconsciously shrank deeper into the carriage, as if this could keep her away from this terrible man.

Her lips turned slightly pale, and she said in a trembling voice, "You...you'd better let me go back immediately! My brother Chu will bring people to rescue me soon!"

Facing Ru Yue's threats, An Binghuai didn't take them seriously at all. Instead, he laughed even more wantonly and arrogantly. "Hahahaha!" An Binghuai threw his head back and laughed loudly, his laughter full of disdain and ridicule. "Then we'll just have to wait and see whether your so-called Big Brother Chu will really come to save you, a slut who has been touched by other men!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly thrust out his right hand. With the swiftness of a hungry, ferocious tiger pouncing on its prey, he grasped Ru Yue's wrist, which was as slender as a tender lotus root, with lightning speed. Then, with a fierce tug, he effortlessly pulled Ru Yue into his arms.

Ru Yue was completely unprepared, completely unprepared for such a sudden and forceful attack. She panicked, instinctively beginning to struggle desperately. She didn't dare to unleash her advanced martial arts skills, relying only on her instincts to fend off An Binghuai's rough, forceful pull. But Ru Yue was only fifteen or sixteen years old, delicate and frail. How could she possibly withstand the immense force of a man in his prime?

Instantly, Ru Yue, as if utterly terrified, lost control of her emotions, letting out a resounding, piercing scream. The cry was piercing, filled with endless fear and despair, as if she had been frightened beyond sanity. Simultaneously, her thin, once fair and delicate arms began flailing wildly, without any discernible pattern.

Faced with Ru Yue's fierce resistance, An Binghuai was at a loss for a moment, standing there, unsure how to proceed. After all, he had never encountered a woman who resisted as fiercely as Ru Yue before.