Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 832: The Black Shop Attacked (2)

Chapter 832: Chapter 832: The Black Shop Attacked (2)

"Forget it, since the little lady wants to fight, let’s indulge her; just be careful not to hurt her, you there, Asi, both of you go first!" the leading man laughed.

Asi stepped forward, smirking lewdly, even thinking of teasing Nan Feng before the fight, "Sister, why don’t you just surrender quietly? Otherwise, big brother here is afraid he might hurt you."

Nan Feng didn’t bother to reply, gripping her staff tightly and suddenly swung it at them.

Asi wasn’t prepared and were quickly knocked down by Nan Feng. Seizing the advantage, she charged again, toppling several more men before the leader could react. By then, his men were already down by more than ten.

"Fuck his mother, everyone attack!" A gang charged towards Nan Feng.

Nan Feng knew martial arts, but she hadn’t practiced much in the past two years. Handling a dozen men was no problem, but facing thirty or forty was a bit too much for her. If Mama was okay, she could have knocked a group down and quickly run away, but now that Brother Horse was knocked out, she had no choice but to keep fighting.

Just as Nan Feng was struggling, she suddenly spotted a yellow figure rushing into the fray, and he was helping her.

"Waiter?" Nan Feng exclaimed in surprise.

The waiter smiled at Nan Feng, "Lady, if you’re tired, take a break. I’ll handle this!"

"All right!" Nan Feng immediately withdrew, standing aside to enjoy the show. It was a good thing to have help; no need to be so polite.

"You really don’t stand on ceremony," the waiter hadn’t expected Nan Feng to be so decisive, and, not wanting to lose face, he had no choice but to fight valiantly.

Nan Feng hadn’t expected the waiter to be so skilled; no wonder he wasn’t scared of these people last night. In no time at all, he had laid the remaining gang flat. The gang members no longer dared to fight and scurried away.

The waiter struck what he thought was a dashing final pose, then walked over to Nan Feng, "Lady, there’s no need for politeness, it’s the rule of Jianghu to lend a hand when needed."

Nan Feng looked the waiter up and down, "Still, I have to thank you. I truly wouldn’t have been able to handle so many people on my own. But who exactly are these people?"

"I’m not sure of the specifics, and there’s no need to know. They’re just a bunch of minor characters, they can’t stir up any trouble, they probably just wanted to rob some petty cash," he said, pointing to the direction they fled: northward.

"Those might be people who’ve fled trouble, now banding together to head back north," Nan Feng said as she went to check on her horse, which was now limp on the ground. It seemed he wouldn’t get up any time soon, so Nan Feng decided to sit by the roadside and wait.

Turns out the waiter was also waiting by the roadside. Nan Feng looked at him and said, "If you’ve got other things to do, you can go back to the inn. I’ll wait here by myself."

After saying that, Nan Feng stroked her horse again.

But the waiter said, "Sister, I just fought for quite a while on your behalf, and you won’t even let me rest a bit before rushing me away?"

"Sorry, then continue resting," Nan Feng said.

The day had just begun to brighten, with the sun still not up, and the air was heavy with mist. Nan Feng looked into the distance; her path was a winding mountain road, with nothing but mountains in sight. She had no idea how much longer it would take to reach the north.

Then she let out a sigh.

Seeing this, the waiter asked, "Lady, what’s wrong? I felt you were troubled when I saw you yesterday."

Nan Feng didn’t answer the waiter’s question but instead asked him one of her own, "How old are you?"