Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Why did you say?!” She was frantic with worry. “What’s going on? What happened to the kids’ father? Tell me—quickly tell me!”
Qinfen bitterly howled, “He’s not gonna make it. You’d better hurry back and take a look!”
“Ahh—” She let out a shriek and dashed in the direction of her home.
Youyou and Lingling looked at each other. The three kids then followed the crowd closely.
The woman sprinted all the way down the mountain, only to find five people fully armed standing in her yard. Her heart stifled in shock as she retreated by a step.
However, when she finally calmed down and sized up the people standing in front of her, she realized that these were not the black-clothed men who had invaded her home.
She surveyed her surroundings in trepidation. To her alarm, she found several cold corpses lying at their feet.
Her eyes widened in shock and she instinctively let out a scream.
Anyang Village had always been a peaceful and simple rural village. The people living here were all united and friendly; never once was there a case of murder.
Hence, it was her first time seeing such a horrendous scene.
She carefully examined the bodies. They were none other than the black-clothed men who had invaded her home with guns last night.
The pungent smell of blood assaulted her.
The woman took a few steps backward out of fear as she watched the men with alertness. “W-Who are you?”
The mercenaries turned around to look at her and coldly demanded, “Where’s the child?!”
Their words made her even warier of them. “Who are you?!”
Just as she spoke, the kids arrived at the scene as well. She immediately stepped forward to shield him.
At the sight of the boy, the leader fished out a photo from his chest pocket and approached him after a careful examination.
Her wariness spiked.
Qinfen stormed her feet angrily beside her. “Ah ru, why are you still defending this scourge at this point?! Hand the child over to them!”
“No! The child is innocent; we can’t hand him over!” she insisted.
Youyou frowned as he cast the mercenaries a glance. When he noticed the Hurricane Group’s emblem on their armbands, his brows immediately relaxed. He slowly pushed the woman away.
Li Ru was alarmed. Her hand reached out to grab him, but he covered her hand with his.
“Don’t worry, auntie.”
He then turned around and approached the mercenaries composedly.
Just when the villagers thought that they would take the child away by force, those men immediately knelt on their knees the instant he stood right in front of them.
“Director Yun, we’re here to rescue you!”
With that, their heads successively bowed and their cold expressions changed into one of respect.
This scene left the villagers dumbstruck.
Did they hear wrongly?!
Did these men actually address a child of seven or eight years old as ‘Director Yun’?!
In their impression, this form of address symbolized a successful, big boss!
This child… was merely seven, though!
They were all baffled, clearly a little skeptical of this truth.
The boy swept his subordinates a glance and demanded, “What exactly happened?”
Several mercenaries exchanged glances before reporting to him.
