On the eleventh day, a massive army composed of over ten thousand soldiers entered the small town of Little Bai, and formed up in front of the inn where Wang Xiaole resided.
When the three men stepped out of the inn, the neat formation in front of them rippled like water waves, slowly opening up a path, and a man with handsome features walked out confidently.
In appearance, this man had sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, a high nose, and thick lips, truly a handsome figure;
However, there was a sense of frivolity emanating from him that greatly affected his aura;
Despite his tall figure, the man stood slightly crookedly at that moment, giving off the air of a bully about to pick on someone.
"Xiaole with the surname Wang, you have finally shown yourself!"
The man cast a gaze full of resentment, his hostile attitude leaving Wang Xiaole somewhat puzzled:
"Who are you? Do I know you? Have I forgotten you?"
If he did forget, there was nothing to be done. Wang Xiaole usually didn't make a deliberate effort to remember the faces of men;
Regarding images of men's faces, they generally wouldn't stay in his mind for more than three days.
Due to this habit, after many years of traveling, Wang Xiaole had yet to recall the face of a male acquaintance, not even the appearance of the innkeeper.
"If you are my acquaintance, then I apologize, I don't usually remember those who owe me money."
The man retorted with a roaring air:
"Who owes you money?"
"Well, isn't it you? I never expected you to be so eager and determined to repay the debt, bringing a group of servants to witness this crucial 'debt repayment' moment."
Well, the joke ends here.
Actually, while teasing the other party, Wang Xiaole was searching deep in his memory for any connection to the man, but there weren't any clues.
"You've forgotten me? You better not say you've forgotten me!"
The man couldn't believe it:
Wang Xiaole had done such an outrageous thing, deeply hurting a not-so-pure heart, causing insomnia every night...
"I've always remembered you, and you've forgotten me like this? That's too much!"
Charley couldn't stand it anymore and walked up to the person involved, whispering to him:
"Xiaole, are you okay with this?"
Charley spoke while placing his index finger on top of his thumb, forming a curved shape.
Concerned about Charley's serious misunderstanding, Wang Xiaole immediately shouted:
"How could that be? I only like lolis in my entire life, I would never be so irrational as to seek out this kind of guy to end my life."
Charley, unsure if the man had heard Wang Xiaole's hurtful words, merely cast a disdainful look towards him and asked:
"What is your relationship with him (Xiaole)?"
The man answered impatiently:
"He knows better about this. Let me remind you: a while back, a caravan escorting beastkin slaves was attacked..."
This event was still vivid in Wang Xiaole's memory.
It happened before meeting Bai. On that day, while wandering around, he came across a caravan openly transporting slaves in the town;
In those cages, there were many Beastkin females imprisoned. Out of pity, Wang Xiaole decisively took action.
After defeating all the guards protecting the caravan, he released the hundreds of Beastkin. Although he didn't get the contact information of the Beastkin females afterwards, he did a good deed.
However, his actions led to a series of events later, for one reason only:
"That caravan belonged to the South Yi Fei under my name. The Beastkin they were escorting were supposed to be delivered to my mansion soon as per the original plan!"
In other words, Wang Xiaole's attack earlier targeted a caravan under the South family, and his well-intentioned act ultimately angered South Yi Fei.
Hearing this name, Wang Xiaole couldn't help but ask:
"What's the relationship between South Yi Zheng and you?"
"Him? He's my useless old man? Don't you know?"
"I'm not your family, how could I possibly know all your family members?"
After silently complaining in his heart, Wang Xiaole suddenly thought and shouted:
"Wait, I remember we haven't met before. Why did your tone earlier seem like you had seen me before?"
Now it's South Yi Fei's turn to be surprised:
"What, don't you know those were the goods I wanted, and you intentionally caused trouble?"
"I have no grudge against you. Why must you do this?"
"Although you, a mortal, have no grudge against me, you are just a third-rate ruffian; you envy my happy life at your age, so out of jealousy, you deliberately come to make trouble with me, this is entirely possible."
"..."
With nothing more to say, Wang Xiaole propped his head with his hand, complaining about the idiot in front of him who suffered from severe delusions of persecution, and couldn't help but recall what Charley had said before.
Now, he finally understood:
Why South Yi Fei was called a playboy; obviously, he was spoiled by his own father.
"Mortal, you have offended me, let me taste the taste of disobedience for the first time, so I won't go easy on you."
"Yawn, how won't you go easy on me?"
"I'll give you a chance to end it yourself; otherwise, with a fierce attack from the army, you alone definitely won't be able to resist, and in the end, you'll only die more miserably."
"Yawn, you're wrong, I'm not alone, I have her and her!"
The former Wang Xiaole referred to Charley, but it was just talk;
The latter Wang Xiaole referred to Bai, not just talk, but also gently clasped Bai's hand.
The words Wang Xiaole said, in South Yi Fei's ears, were indeed too arrogant!
That ranger was openly flirting with a girl in front of him!
After all, he also considered himself a strong individual, leading a group of fierce soldiers, but the young man across from him seemed to ignore them all?
Not only South Yi Fei was dissatisfied, there were also people in the army planning to give Wang Xiaole a bloody lesson.
With this thought in mind, a burly, bare-chested man with a fierce look suddenly stood out from the crowd;
This man stared at Wang Xiaole with eyes like copper bells, emitting a murderous vibe from between his teeth.
"What do you think we are? Easy targets like this?"
With a roar from the big man, the other soldiers seemed to gain inexplicable courage, raising their weapons and shouting at Wang Xiaole.
Bang!
But in the next moment, a sudden loud noise, like a cruel pair of scissors, abruptly silenced the shouts of tens of thousands of soldiers, leaving only the sound of gasps in the air.
On the fierce big man's face, there was inexplicably a sunken footmark;
The big man himself was foaming at the mouth, blood spraying from his nostrils, and he directly flew out of the crowd.
After knocking down his target with one blow, Wang Xiaole didn't seem to exert much effort, just looked around, and loudly declared:
"I don't want to have trouble with you guys, just step aside and let me go kill your leader, and I won't bother you."
He was speaking the truth, but to the ears of those lackeys, it sounded slightly different.
To tens of thousands of lackeys, it seemed as if this young man in front of them was treating them all like air.
Contempt, it was pure contempt!
As the saying goes, courage comes with numbers.
Initially, the lackeys were somewhat intimidated when they saw Wang Xiaole kick away their companion, but now, fueled by anger and losing their rationality, they looked around at their many companions and found a bit more courage.
One person can't beat you, can't thousands of people beat you?
Even if they can't win, they can drown you in spit!
After a moment of silence, suddenly, there was a commotion in the army formation.
"Let's fight him, a kid who hasn't even grown up, can't all of us take him down?"
"Let's fight him, let's do it!"
After all, the lackeys were also soldiers, and deep down, they had a bit of fierceness.
At first glance, Wang Xiaole seemed to be just in his twenties, younger than most of them.
How powerful could such a young person be?
So, at this moment, all the soldiers in the army suddenly united like never before and almost simultaneously made a decision
---to overwhelm the one in front of them with their numbers!
Suddenly, all the lackeys looked fierce, rushing towards Wang Xiaole like an unstoppable tide.
In fact, the thousands of people rushing towards Wang Xiaole couldn't make any impact;
Because as those people charged forward, a small figure suddenly descended and stood in front of him.
Facing the surging tide of soldiers rushing towards him, that figure—White—showed no fear at all, instead fearlessly acting as a shield and blade.
White gently placed a soft hand on Wang Xiaole's palm for a moment, gently grasping it, then shook her head, the message was clear:
You are my target, so I won't let anyone harm you, leave all those opponents to me!
Moved by her unwavering protection, Wang Xiaole took a deep breath and gently advised White:
"Be careful, don't let your guard down..."
Although Wang Xiaole knew that White's true strength was more than capable of dealing with the army of thousands in front of her, he still couldn't help but worry, preferring to see White as a weaker individual and reminding her to stay safe.
The threat is not just from those in front, Charley keenly realized:
Nan Yifei's army, able to enter this city so openly, must have obtained the permission of the city lord.
In the worst-case scenario, the city lord has already, under the drive of money, formed an alliance with the Nan family.
If this is true, the army led by the city lord will soon come to attack, in coordination with Nan Yifei's actions;
As for the direction of the attack, it is very likely to be opposite to the route of Nan Yifei's army's advance, attacking from the rear;
Because only in that way can the two armies carry out a pincer attack!
