Transmigrating to a Female-Dominated World: Pampering My Little Husband

The once noisy crowd was momentarily stunned when they saw Han Zixuan emerge.

No one dared to approach anymore, Han Zixuan looked at the people holding sticks.

With a cold expression, he slowly walked down the steps, and the surrounding crowd consciously stepped back.

Han Zixuan sneered, "Heh... Weren't you going to beat me to death or burn me alive?"

Why did you stop yelling when you saw I wasn't yelling anymore!

With a sharp look, Han Zixuan swept over the group, and her gaze truly intimidated them.

But it only lasted for a moment, and then voices rose again from the crowd.

"Demon...Slay the demon!"

"Yes...yes...burn the demon!"

"Give us back our peace..."

Han Zixuan used her mental power to locate a few people fanning the air among the crowd; they were located towards the back of the group.

As the crowd stirred up trouble again, Han Zixuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Encouraged by others, more and more people shouted loudly.

But not a single person stepped forward! Even Yibu seemed eager to try.

The Prefect of Jingzhao finally had a chance to catch his breath and tidy up his clothes.

Their tone hardened, "It's utterly absurd..."

"Guards, seize the ringleaders and take them to the prison for interrogation..."

However, before she could finish speaking, she saw people shoving her from behind.

They swarmed over and attacked Han Zixuan.

The yamen runners and the prefect of the capital were completely surrounded by the crowd.

Facing the oncoming crowd, Han Zixuan shouted.

"Hold the line!"

Inside the main gate of the Han residence, dozens of guards were armed with clubs and other weapons.

Wooden spikes were also added to the gate as a barrier.

Han Zixuan leaped into the air with a light touch of her toes, her figure like a dark lightning bolt, suddenly plunging into the shoving crowd.

Just as the tall, thin woman was about to scream and dart into the alley, her wrist was gripped tightly by an icy hand—the force was so great that half of her body went numb.

"Let go! You monster! Help! The monster is killing people!"

The woman's face was ashen, her nails scratching wildly at Han Zixuan's hand, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

Han Zixuan frowned, about to pin her to the ground and question her, but her fingers suddenly loosened.

The woman seemed to have all her bones removed; her body suddenly went limp, her head drooping weakly to her chest, and her previous shrill cries abruptly ceased.

"Hmm?" Han Zixuan's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly placed her thumb on the pulse on the side of the woman's neck.

There was only deathly silence where the tentacles were; even the last faint pulse had vanished.

"Dead...dead!" Someone noticed the woman's rolled-back eyes and a piercing scream shattered the night.

The people who were just watching and observing suddenly erupted into a frenzy.

Han Zixuan's swift and skillful capture of the person just now has become irrefutable evidence of "monster infestation".

"It really is a monster! It killed someone with its first move!"

"Run! She's going to kill us all!"

"Look at her eyes, so cold and inhuman!"

Panic washed over the crowd like a tide; some were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, while others turned and ran wildly into the distance.

The cries, stomping, and the clatter of objects falling to the ground mingled together, creating an atmosphere even more intense than the earlier riot.

Han Zixuan gripped the woman's still-warm shoulder, her brows furrowing even more as she gazed at the chaotic scene before her—this death was too bizarre.

Some of the bolder people started throwing things in Han Zixuan's direction.

Once someone starts something, others will follow, and then all sorts of messy things will follow.

Han Zixuan's face was gloomy. She flicked her cloak and swept away everything that was thrown at her.

He turned to the Prefect of Jingzhao, who was cowering to the side, and said, "Look at this corpse!"

The Prefect of Jingzhao, adjusting his official hat, was somewhat surprised, but was still intimidated by Han Zixuan's imposing manner!

He nodded subconsciously, "Okay...okay!"

Han Zixuan then rejoined the crowd.

"Ah...a monster killed someone..."

"Run! Run!"

She ran and shouted! The crowd scattered instantly, and Han Zixuan spotted another woman.

They grabbed the woman again, but before she could make a move, this person acted just like the woman from before.

When Han Zixuan touched him, his body suddenly went limp.

Han Zixuan frowned as she watched the breath disappear.

He thought to himself, "Just as I expected!"

Then they went to look for another person...

I saw someone die at Han Zixuan's hands again.

The onlookers instantly erupted into chaos, shouting, "Run! Ah! This monster eats human souls! Run!"

"This monster is too ferocious, let's run!"

Why bother eliminating monsters? My own life is the most important thing.

One by one, people rushed and stumbled about in a panic, their cries echoing through the alleyways.

"Ah...don't...step on me..."

"Help...help me! I...I don't want to be eaten by a monster..."

"Quick...quick, someone come here!..."

The disturbance at the alley entrance soon attracted the attention of patrolling guards.

A team of elite soldiers came directly in front of them.

After bringing the fleeing civilians under control, some people saw the soldiers as if they had seen saviors.

"Lady...Quick...There's a monster...A monster is eating people again, catch her quickly."

"Help! Lady Guan..."

Wei Lin, the lead patrolman, suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked in Han Zixuan's direction.

Sure enough, Han Zixuan grabbed someone, and that person collapsed to the ground.

A sudden panic gripped him, and he immediately became alert.

She naturally knew about Han Zixuan, who had been suddenly promoted by His Majesty to the rank of Third-Rank Gold-Holding Captain.

He immediately dismounted and led his men to Han Zixuan, surrounding her with weapons in his hands.

Han Zixuan checked the person's condition again, and it was exactly the same as the previous three.

These people died in a very mysterious way.

He looked up and saw the soldiers surrounding him, but remained calm.

Wei Lin's face was cold as she questioned, "Lord Han... shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

With the arrival of the government troops, many people were no longer as panicked as before.

He hurriedly came to Wei Lin and spoke first.

"Madam...she's a demon...you saw it just now too..."

"Yes...this is a monster that commits all sorts of evil deeds..."

Wei Lin remained unchanged, her gaze still fixed on Han Zixuan.

Han Zixuan, however, was too lazy to say anything, and simply uttered a sentence.

"I want to see His Majesty!"

The candlelight flickered between the beams and pillars of the Taiji Hall, casting the shadows of the ministers onto the golden brick floor, making them appear crooked and ghostly.

"Your Majesty!" The Minister of Personnel staggered forward half a step and bowed deeply to Feng Xiyue on the throne, his white beard trembling.

"As long as that monster Han Zixuan is not eliminated, the capital will never have peace!"

The people have just signed a petition requesting that the evil spirit be eradicated.

They've already gathered at the palace gates!

Before she could finish speaking, the Vice Minister of War couldn't contain himself and interrupted in a gruff voice.

"This scoundrel has been lurking in Fenglin for so long, his whereabouts are shrouded in mystery."

They probably have ulterior motives and want to cause chaos in Fenglin.

Now that she has killed someone in public, she clearly disregards the imperial court. If she is not severely punished, how can the people be appeased?