Shocking! In this matriarchal society, every man wants to marry me!

After careful planning, the two agreed to meet on the mountain that day. Xia Wen was overjoyed to see the beauty arrive as promised.

Xia Jin'an was in a very bad mood, but she still came.

"Have you brought anything?"

"Brought it."

Xia Wen slowly took out a document from his pocket, which Ding Yucheng took and carefully examined.

Xia Wen touched Xia Jin'an's hand: "It's this one, my beauty, I would never lie to you."

"it is good."

"If you let me do as I please today, this thing is yours." Xia Wen didn't necessarily want to take Xia Jin'an as his concubine; he just regretted that such a beautiful person couldn't be with her.

Xia Jin'an carefully folded the paper and put it in her arms. Looking at Xia Wen, she said in a very gentle tone, "I'm going to wash up."

"What do you need to wash? You can do it now."

Xia Jin'an pushed her away, straightened her somewhat disheveled clothes, and gently rubbed her palm with her fingers: "I have prepared some things, I hope you will enjoy yourself."

Xia Wen's eyes lit up immediately. Xia Jin'an's background meant he would definitely have many tricks up his sleeve.

Xia Wen listlessly fiddled with her fingers, glancing at the large bed in the room, imagining how incredibly soft it must be to lie on. She then looked out at the heavy rain; a rainy night—perfect for a clandestine tryst.

Suddenly, a tremendous force appeared behind his head, and with a thud, she fell onto the table.

Xia Jin'an emerged from behind, holding a thick wooden stick he had taken from the woodshed. He struck her hard on the back with great force and hatred.

Xia Wen's blood slowly spread from the back of his head onto the table, flowing more and more, dripping onto the table and onto the floor, forming a large patch of dried blood.

Xia Jin'an watched coldly as the man's breath became weak, but he was still alive. Xia Jin'an slowly took out an embroidery needle and forcefully inserted it into Xia Wen's temple. She continued until Xia Wen stopped breathing.

Since this embroidery needle didn't pierce his neck, let it pierce your brain instead.

If Xia Wen hadn't come today, he wouldn't have had the thought of killing him. He was prepared to silently endure all the suffering. But since Xia Wen wanted to ruin his happiness, he would fight to the death.

It is very difficult for the body of an adult to go undiscovered.

Xia Jin'an sat on the ground in silence for a while before gathering her courage again and taking a boning knife from the kitchen.

The house at the foot of the mountain was not yet ready, and some furniture remained on the mountain. Sha Chun used to live on the mountain. Xia Jin'an was startled.

The rain outside was still falling softly, and the mountain was extremely quiet in the rain; it was a tranquil world.

He squatted on the ground and dismembered Xia Wen's body piece by piece.

He thought he would be afraid, but he wasn't. When one person harbors hatred for another, even killing becomes somewhat calm.

Dismembered into eight pieces! This is the fate that scum deserves.

Xia Jin'an put the body parts into a basin and dumped it in the pigsty. The piglets that Zhong Tian caught on the mountain had grown fat and strong.

Zhongtian instructed Shachun to feed the wild boars some wild grass and leftovers, but the boars were omnivores and could crush the hard bones of these people.

Someone once fainted while feeding pigs, and when he woke up, the wild boar had bitten his face into a mangled mess. Zhong Tian had once told him this jokingly, but Xia Jin'an took it to heart.

After doing all this, Xia Jin'an was already quite exhausted, both physically and mentally, and the rain outside was pouring down.

In the sound of rain, he wiped the bloodstains on the ground again and again with a rag, as if wiping away the filth of his past life.

Xia Jin'an placed her clothes in the stove fire and slowly set them ablaze until they turned to ashes.

When he returned, he encountered an unexpected person: Xia Muning was standing there, waiting.

……

Nakata was still away for a few days.

That stronghold is still a thorny issue. Its leader is named Song Song, who is extremely skilled in martial arts. Most importantly, his seven generals are all brave and good at fighting.

When Zhongtian charged forward with his spiked club, the eight men surrounded him.

Zhongtian's expression turned serious.

This was the first time Nakata had faced an attack from so many people.

She closed her eyes briefly, then immediately opened them again, charging forward aggressively.

After half an hour of fierce fighting, the eight people lay on the ground. Zhong Tian was also injured; Song Song's spear had pierced her chest, and blood gushed out immediately.

Soon after, the camp was breached by the troops brought by Fang Shilian.

Nakata clutched his chest as he arrived at the prisoner-of-war area. Most of the prisoners were elegantly dressed women, deeply grateful to Nakata for saving them.

Among them was an elderly woman who, despite looking somewhat disheveled after being detained for several days, remained full of energy. She stepped forward and bowed, asking, "Madam, may I ask your name?"

Nakata looked around and spotted a familiar face in the fleeing crowd, but in the blink of an eye, the person was gone.

So her tone was somewhat anxious: "Old folks, saving you today was just a favor, don't worry about it. Sir, please contact your family quickly and return home safely."

“My wife, I hate owing favors, I will repay you.”

Zhong Tian smiled indifferently and told Jin Xia to take good care of the old man. He then went to find Fang Shilian.

She had previously asked Jin Xia to contact Fang Shilian, as she wasn't very familiar with government officials and only knew Fang Shilian.

When Fang Shilian heard about this, she immediately brought her sisters over. This was good news for her. The capture of so many people was a huge achievement for her.

"Lord Fang, what has been done with the people who harmed Young Master Xia?"

Fang Shilian glanced at her and said, "The Xia family will make arrangements."

Zhongtian then understood.

Her chest was bleeding, but to avoid worrying Xia Jin'an, she didn't go back until the wound had scabbed over.

When she got home, besides Xia Jin'an, she actually saw Xia Muning.

Xia Muning's reason for being here was simple: he had heard that Zhong Tian was injured, and he could no longer sit at home. He had to be at Zhong Tian's house as soon as possible to make sure she was alright before he could feel at ease.

But he felt his appearance was extremely inopportune. Because as soon as Zhong Tian appeared, Xia Jin'an pounced on him: "Why did you only just come back?"

As soon as Xia Jin'an saw Zhong Tian, ​​she seemed to find her anchor and hugged him, tears streaming down her face.

Zhong Tian didn't understand why Xia Jin'an had such a big emotional reaction after she had only been gone for a few days: she patted Xia Jin'an on the back: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm back."

Until a soft cough was heard.