Supreme Heir Son-in-law
Chapter 126: Drawing a Sword to Help in the Face of Injustice

Chapter 126: Chapter 126: Drawing a Sword to Help in the Face of Injustice

"Stop, don’t run." A few people holding clubs, with hair dyed in a variety of colors, chased after the person in front, passing swiftly by Xu Ke.

The man being chased was wearing an ordinary white shirt, unshaven with sunken eyes, looking rather unhealthy. Initially, Xu Ke did not want to get involved, but there was something familiar about the man’s face as he rushed past, prompting Xu Ke to follow.

Young Master Shen, no, the Shen Family has gone bankrupt, he is just Shen Shao now.

Shen Shao was cornered at the deepest part of a small alley, with six people who had chased him blocking the entrance, and in front of him was a moss-covered wall. The slippery high wall had two long footprints on it, left from his recent attempt to climb over.

Shen Shao took one last glance at the high wall, gave a bitter smile, then turned to face those who had trapped him.

"Pah, run, boy, why don’t you keep running?"

"Damn it, we told you to stop and you ran like you couldn’t hear us, and now you’re cornered here by us. What’s the point of running if you’re destined not to escape? Just stay put and let us break your legs, and it’ll be over. You’ll save strength and so will we."

"We originally only wanted to break one of your legs, but now we intend to break them both. Let’s see if you’ll dare to run so fast next time."

The three thugs at the front took turns talking, clearly having no regard for Shen Shao, making decisions about his fate as they wished.

"Can I at least know who wants to break my legs?" Shen Shao asked, catching his breath.

"Boss, can we tell him?" the person standing at the far left in the front row asked.

"The employer said that the Shen guy is already a dead dog, there’s no chance of him making a comeback, so it’s alright to tell him," the leader standing in the center shrugged and said.

"Let you die clear-minded, it’s Miss Gu who hired us, she used to be your fiancée, you should be familiar with her."

Shen Shao wiped his face and began to laugh softly, the laughter growing louder and louder, almost madly, causing the thugs to be puzzled, "What’s so funny?" the leader scowled and shouted loudly.

"I’m just laughing at myself, to have ended up like this in the first half of my life. I never thought the first person to strike against me would be my fiancée. Why? How was I bad to her? The dignity and honor that a Young Madam of the Shen Family should have, which part didn’t I give her? Whatever she wanted, I didn’t deny her anything, so why would she treat me like this?" Shen Shao’s face was caught between a smile and a cry, his appearance now was bizarrely unsettling.

"We’ve answered one question for you, you want us to answer a second one too? We’re not bloody Baidu, it’s almost noon, let’s beat him up and then go eat." At the leader’s command, six people rushed towards Shen Shao.

Though Shen Shao could not fight six men alone, he was not about to stand there getting beaten, so he assumed an attack stance, intending to take down whoever he could.

The fighting power of six far surpassed that of one, and soon Shen Shao lost the ability to resist. Surrounded by the six, he could only squat down and try his best to protect his head, unable to spare attention to the rest of his body. Fists and clubs rained down on Shen Shao’s body.

"Don’t just hit him, break his legs for me."

"Boss, just you watch."

Shen Shao opened his eyes to see the club raised high, and the vicious face of the wielder, his complexion turning ashen in an instant, but before the club could fall, a distinct hand intercepted it.

The next moment, the man holding the club was kicked to the wall, pausing momentarily in mid-air before sliding down slowly. Everyone’s gaze followed the man who flew and landed, as their movements came to a complete standstill without realizing it. Once they saw the man twitch his leg once before finally falling still, their focus then shifted to the newcomer.

Everyone stared at Xu Ke, not knowing what expression to make, each face marked with astonishment.

Xu Ke looked at Shen Shao, whose face was now bruised and swollen, furrowing his brow and speaking coldly, "Haven’t I seen you somewhere? You look quite familiar."

Though beaten to the point where his appearance was unrecognizable, Shen Shao remembered Xu Ke from their first meeting. At that time, in the Shen Family crisis, he had intended to seek sponsorship from Xu Ke, but never saw him again after that. Unexpectedly, they meet here today, and the other party helped him just in time.

"Why are you standing there, answer me," Xu Ke said, watching as Shen Shao only stared at him in silence, the expression on his face growing impatient.

"Yes, we’ve met," Shen Shao blinked and replied.

"Where?"

"At the entrance of Yunding Restaurant, I even brought a date back then." Shen Shao attempted a bitter smile but ended up pulling on his lip’s wound, causing his face to twist instantly.

"I knew you looked familiar, so that’s why." Xu Ke nodded and said.

Xu Ke and Shen Shao, one standing, one lying, began chatting nonchalantly as if the thugs did not exist, making their faces darken with each passing second.

"Which path are you on, bro? Don’t you know the rules?" Finally, one of the thugs couldn’t help but step forward and speak.

Xu Ke did not reply but instead turned his gaze to the person speaking, staring at him intently, as danger began to loom in his eyes.

"Say something, why are you staring at me? Showing off your big eyes or what? Speak up, or get out of here and stop wasting our time. We need to beat him up and then go for a meal, get it?" The man paid no notice to Xu Kee’s expression, speaking to himself.

His companion reached out to pull at his sleeve, but he waved him off with one hand, "Why are you pulling at me, I’m not done talking yet," the man said impatiently.

"If you’re going to make a move, hurry up, I don’t like wasting time." Xu Ke raised his eyelids and looked at the men standing before him.

"This kid’s so arrogant. In a moment, you’ll be calling me daddy when I beat you to your knees." The man rubbed his nose with his hand, then raised his club high towards Xu Ke, face contorted as he brought it down.

"Crack!" Xu Ke took a half step back, simultaneously kicking to the side while leaving his original position, and the club shattered on cue.

Xu Ke’s lips curled coldly, he lifted his long leg again, kicking the man in the stomach, "Bam!" A perfect arc dropped through the air, hitting the wall, and then sliding down, ending up lying shoulder to shoulder with the first man on the ground.