Absolute Double Power
Verse-26

The thin-bodied coachman groaned as he landed with his back on the rocks, with the cheer of the audience's joy, the skinny coachman chose not to get up even though he seemed able to.

If it was a real battle, such a clever trick just now would only be responded to with a stab of a dagger.

The men did not understand who they were dealing with.

Jieru Zhou!

Dagger Sect Chief Kuangre!

It turned out to be him, Xi Xia thought. Then she told her stepmother, "He's our savior!"

"really?" concubine Yuwen's eyes widened with an enthusiastic look, then poked her head out. "Ah—real true!" then shouted.

But Jieru's attitude towards his enemies this time looked different, reminding Xi Xia of a cat playing around with his mouse that had been caught before casually biting his head to pieces.

The crowd enjoyed the show with excitement, they cheered Jieru on, but the middle-aged man did not give further punishment to his second victim and again set his sights on the big-bodied coachman, who was not the only one, which seems to have recovered.

he will do it, Xi Xia thought with furrowed brows, his pulse beating hard. He'll beat him up.

The ruthless coachman slowly rose to his feet with a face like a raging bull.

"Come, wake up!" jieru sneered as he walked up to the coachman. "Stand up straight! Faster!"

Consort Yuwen's eyes widened as he watched Jieru raise his hand and whip the burly coachman with his own whip.

The coachman groaned over the sting he felt, falling back near the wheel, though Jieru did not hit him hard enough to tear his clothes off.

"Why don't you like it?" jieru taunted with increased satisfaction. "Maybe I didn't do it right!" Jieru whipped the coachman again, harder. "Wake up, you arrogant bastard! Let's see how you behave toward someone who can fight back!"

"Master!" jeremy Xi Xia.

The girl's sudden shout pulled Jieru back from his dark-eyed condition that he had enjoyed since earlier. When the middle-aged man turned to Xi Xia, his face was shrouded in violence and his pale, wolf-like eyes flickered with fury.

The gaze that was on the man's face at this moment reminded Xi Xia of the sharp, dark gaze that he saw in the eyes of the robbers that night.

That night the gazes of the Shashou made him uncomfortable, this time the gazes confused him.

Perhaps Jieru saw his satisfaction reflected on Xi Xia's horrified gaze, because after that he seemed to be able to regain control of his anger. Disguising his gaze to cover up what he felt was actually, the middle-aged man threw a contemptuous look at the coachman. "He deserves it."

Jieru stopped scaring the coachman, then rolled up the chariot's horse-whip, stepped back, and threw the whip with all his might. The whip unfolded like a snake in mid-air as it flung upward, flying past the rows of buildings and landing on one of its roofs.

Jieru cleared his hands of the dust, threw a contemptuous look at the coachman once more, then calmly resumed his duty of freeing the horse.

The task was completed quickly. After the horse left its saddle, Jieru gently touched the horse's neck, speaking softly to him. Holding onto the dirty bridle, the middle-aged man began to lead the limp animal.

Silently, they paved the way to let the couple through.

But before Jieru left the location, he was hesitant even though it was not clearly visible. The man paused for quite a while to send Xi Xia a questioning gaze past his shoulder.

Xi Xia linked his hands together in front of his face, and bowed to Jieru. Concubine Yuwen nodded by her side while smiling respectfully.

Jieru lowered his head and walked back. With an instant, the sea of humans docked behind the middle-aged man, the helper and her injured horse disappeared into the crowd.

Before long three patrolmen arrived late to the crowd, but the coachman wasted no time in sending the soldiers after Jieru.

"Stop him, he's a thief! Stopit! He's a murderer!" Hurriedly rising from where he fell near the wheels of the carriage, the coachman began to shout over what he was experiencing, pointing impatiently at the direction Jieru was leaving. "He went that way! The crazy maniac just attacked us and left with one of my horses! A tall, black-robed man like Shashou. What else are you waiting for? He's getting further and further away and he's taking my horse! You guys seen?" The coachman held the empty saddle where the mare had been.

"Shashou?" asked the soldier leader, looking around the place of the fight.

"Oh, no!" screeched Xi Xia while smothering his mouth. Consort Yuwen also stiffened beside him.

It's Shin Wu!

"Certainly that?" the commander looked at.

"Yes, Sir!" the guard said in support of his master. The skinny young man was still lying on the ground. He lay down beside the coachman, carefully rubbing his painful buttocks. "He helped me and now my body is broken!"

A few meters away from him, the messenger was in no better condition, the courier shook his head in a daze struggling to regain his consciousness.

The commander's face was hardened. "All right." He then looked at his subordinates, "You know what to do. Chase him!"

The eyes of Xi Xia and Consort Yuwen widened as the soldiers left hurriedly chasing after Jieru, while gripping their spears and shields.

Xi Xia and his stepmother exchanged horrified gazes, realizing that their savior and his "steal" horse had not gone too far because the horse was limping. Xi Xia and Consort Yuwen could only hope that Jieru's respect for the Yuoji soldiers in charge could restrain him from beating the soldiers as he wanted to do to the coachman.

Perhaps with the charisma he had, the middle-aged man was able to get out of the way but their hopes were shattered in the next second when someone in the crowd shouted, "They caught the man!"

That's eventually...

Unable to hold back any longer, Xi Xia jumped off his horse carriage, he raised the edge of his skirt with both hands so as not to stumble, then dashed towards Shin Wu. "Sister, wait!"

The commander turned to Xi Xia in surprise. "Xi Xia's? Why are you here?"

"This guy is just bragging!" shouted Xi Xia.

Shin Wu spontaneously frowned, next to his eyebrows raised high.