Transmigrated as the fake young master, I'll beat up the scumbags and b*tches
Vol. 1 - Ch. 351 - Choice

HuMing had no intention of giving the man a second chance. Poverty—he’d heard the excuse before. But being poor didn’t justify committing atrocities.

There were countless people in the world struggling to survive. If every one of them resorted to crimes like this, what kind of world would be left?

He crouched down, locking eyes with the man.

"I don’t care about your past, and I don’t want to know anything about your life," HuMing said coldly. "I just want one thing—where did they take that boy? If you won’t tell me… then stay here, with the rest of the bones."

The man’s breathing turned ragged. He was clearly terrified by the implication.

He knew exactly what staying here meant—he’d end up just like those skeletal remains.

"I’ll tell you! Just… let me go!"

"Talk."

"The roads here are terrible—on purpose. They wrecked them so no outside vehicles could come in. But behind the village, there’s a hidden water route. That’s how they smuggle people in and out."

HuMing stood slowly. There was no time left to hesitate.

That child was in danger. If they didn’t act now, finding him again would be like looking for a needle in the ocean.

"HuMing, we have to go now! We can’t afford to be late!" Han YunXi called.

"Yeah," he nodded.

Without looking back, he turned and walked out of the room.

Behind him, the man tried to crawl toward the door—but before he could get far, HuMing turned and slammed it shut right in his face.

The man’s cries rang out behind the sealed door, but HuMing remained unmoved.

He couldn’t let him go. Everyone in this village was involved. If word got out, retaliation would be swift—and merciless.

He didn’t believe in the man’s excuses, but he understood the logic of desperation.

Expose them, and they’d think you’d destroyed their only chance at survival. They’d come at you with everything they had.

"YunXi, head back up the mountain. Gather the others and tell them not to come down again."

"But… will they believe me?" Han YunXi hesitated. "The villagers all seem so kind. Who’d believe they’re capable of something like this?"

That was her biggest fear.

No one would suspect villagers living in poverty. Pity alone would blind most people.

HuMing rubbed his chin, thinking. YunXi noticed the deep red swelling on his arm from where he had taken the iron rod hit earlier.

Her heart clenched.

"HuMing, your arm—shouldn’t we treat it? If it keeps getting worse…"

He caught her worried gaze and gave her a gentle smile, trying to ease her concern.

"It’s nothing serious. As long as I can still move it, it’s fine."

He was about to say more when the sound of revving motorcycles echoed from outside the village.

HuMing’s expression darkened. He quickly pulled YunXi into hiding.

A dozen motorbikes came screeching to a stop at the village entrance. Dozens of men dismounted and filled the road like a wall of menace.

At the front was a thin, wiry man, flanked by towering bodyguards.

He strode into the village with casual confidence. A few villagers rushed over to report.

"They’re all up in the mountains. But there are a lot of them."

"No need to touch the group up there," the leader replied. "Too visible. We can’t risk exposing the operation. But… there are two people I want caught."

He pulled two photos from his pocket and handed them over.

The villager he spoke to looked stunned. "This boy—he came down earlier to ask me about the missing child! You don’t think he’s figured out what we’re doing, do you?"

The villager looked shaken—HuMing’s questions had clearly rattled him.

But the man didn’t flinch. He stroked his chin in thought and asked, "Where is he now?"

"He went into the house earlier. Some of our men went after him, but they haven’t come out yet… not sure what’s going on."

The man looked toward the house where HuMing had just been. After a moment of silence, he gave the order.

"Go. All of you. But be careful."

From the shadows, Han YunXi had heard every word. She turned to HuMing, about to suggest they escape—when her eyes landed on someone in the crowd.

She froze.

There, among the men, stood a face she never expected to see.

She tugged urgently on HuMing’s sleeve and pointed.

HuMing followed her gaze—and his expression turned grim.

It was him.

That familiar figure—the one who was supposed to be locked in prison—was standing right there, alive and well.

Han ShuYi.

So what Lan Jun had said was true. Han ShuYi had really escaped. And the one who likely helped him… was Gu ZhaoChuan.

"I heard about his prison break a while ago," HuMing said, lying smoothly.

He didn’t want to tell YunXi the full truth. Not yet. Not until he knew exactly how deep this went.

"Does he even know what he’s doing? Does he care at all about what happens next?" Han YunXi asked, clearly shaken.

"YunXi, we have to go. We can’t stay here."

Seeing the search parties closing in, HuMing grabbed her hand and pulled her away.

But Han YunXi couldn’t stop herself from looking back.

Why is Han ShuYi here? Is he working with them now?

[Han ShuYi, I can’t believe you’ve fallen this far…]

But HuMing’s thoughts were entirely different.

He remembered the last thing he said to Han ShuYi:

[Han ShuYi, what will you choose?]

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