Chapter 43: The Exquisite Jade Peak

“Ahh——”

A group of ruffians were snickering lewdly in the courtyard when suddenly a shriek, like a pig being slaughtered, erupted from the room.

“Oh no! That’s the voice of our leader! Quick—”

The masked man swiftly knocked down the ruffian chief with a few punches. Then, with a flash of his sword, he carved the signature character “crime” into the wall. Scooping up the young girl, he dashed to the window ledge in an instant.

From the moment the hero appeared, no one could tell whether the girl was too frightened to react or simply stunned, but she had automatically stopped crying. And as the hero scooped her up, her magnificent, full breasts pressed forward, eliminating any gentlemanly distance between them.

“Uh—” The hero, though a righteous man, was still a flesh-and-blood male. The unexpected closeness of her ample curves caused the Hero of Great Crime to momentarily lose his footing, nearly tumbling off the windowsill.

“Stop, you scoundrel!” A clear shout rang out in the night. As the Hero of Great Crime appeared on the windowsill, a cold gleam suddenly tore through the night fog. “Take this!”

The assailant had clearly intended to trap the hero inside the room—first shouting, then throwing his weapon.

The hero dared not risk blocking the projectile, especially with a helpless woman in his arms. But he had no intention of playing into his opponent’s hands either. Planting his feet firmly on the windowsill, he leaned forward suddenly, his tall frame going completely horizontal mid-air.

“Swish—” The sharp dart shot past his hair, while the hero pushed off the windowsill with his toes, flying through the air like an arrow and vanishing into the night in an instant.

The one who tried to intercept him was Beigong Zheng. Watching the hero’s ghost-like escape, he could only grit his teeth in frustration, cursing his own carelessness. He never imagined that such a small town as Liumang could actually harbor a true expert!

From the moment Cai Da’s scream rang out to the moment the Hero of Great Crime disappeared, everything had happened in just a few heartbeats. Only now did the ruffians finally crash through the door, shouting and screaming in confusion.

In the chaos, neither the Hero of Great Crime nor his attacker, Beigong Zheng, noticed that as the dart flew past the window, the terrified girl’s lips had trembled slightly, exhaling a breath so faint it seemed negligible—but it subtly altered the dart’s trajectory.

“Ahh… It’s terrible! Our leader has been killed by the Hero of Great Crime!”

Curious moonlight pushed aside the clouds, slipping through the chaos and landing directly on a dart. This small swallow-shaped dart was embedded precisely in Cai Da’s chest.

“What happened to the boss?!”

After a long moment of shocked shouting, the drunken and groggy Da Dan San finally returned from the restroom. Seeing the scene before him, the confused fool shook his head hard and muttered to himself, “Damn it, I was only taking a piss. How come the boss is gone already?!”

An hour after the murder, inside the newly renovated county office of Liumang Town.

Beigong Ping silently watched his son, Beigong Zheng, deep in thought by the wall. The legendary inspector spoke with deep meaning, “Zheng, have you figured it out yet?”

“Son understands! I did not accidentally kill anyone!”

The young man in white robes, descended from a lineage of great inspectors, stood up, finally emerging from his self-blame. Every detail of the incident replayed clearly in his mind.

“Father, from my position, there was absolutely no way I could have killed Cai Da!”

At this point, the young man still couldn’t completely suppress his impulsive nature. His breathing grew heavier as he spat out bitterly, “That despicable scoundrel! Daring to frame me like this! Hero of Great Crime, you and I—this is far from over!”

Now, in addition to Da Dan San, the Inspector’s son had another enemy he hated with every fiber of his being.

“Sigh! Zheng, your father knows you’ve been carrying resentment and frustration inside, which is why you’ve become so impulsive. But since things have gone this far, just let it be.”

“I…” Beigong Zheng’s face stiffened, his gaze lowered. He remained silent for a long while, no longer resembling the impulsive youth from before.

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“Achoo! Damn it, who’s talking about me?!” A loud sneeze echoed through the night as Qiao San used his drunkenness as an excuse to leave the chaotic commotion of the Cai household.

“Damn fools, all of them!”

The commotion wasn’t entirely about the death of their leader; much of the noise came from arguments over who would be the new leader. With Qiao San’s sharp mind, he naturally wouldn’t get involved in such a turbulent situation.

“Huh?!” A sudden tension in his heart made Qiao San, who hadn’t even turned his head, aware of a faint footstep behind him. When he quickened his pace, the follower quickened too. When he slowed, the follower slowed. This was clearly—tailgating!

As he turned into a dark alley, Qiao San suddenly sped up and ran forward. The shadow behind him panicked and also sprinted.

“Ahh!” A cry of pain rang out as the sneaking figure was tripped and fell flat on the ground.

“Heh heh… Daring to follow San the Ruffian, huh? Speak up, why are you—”

The ruffian, San, stepped out from the shadows, ready to boast a bit, but when the fallen figure turned over, his expression froze, and he suddenly became speechless.

“Merciful savior, I mean no harm. I have nowhere to go, and I fear being captured and taken back by evil men, so I followed you, my benefactor! Waaah…”

Moonlight softly illuminated the newcomer’s delicate face. Qiao San didn’t recognize her delicate features, but when his eyes landed on her uniquely magnificent breasts, he instantly identified her—it was the girl with the extraordinary curves who had triggered the murder!

“Waaah… Merciful savior!”

Her voice was filled with sorrow and lament, each word vibrating with a mysterious tremor, each sentence stirring the protective instincts of any man. Combined with the alluring curves of her perfect bosom, she was truly enchanting.

Qiao San’s mind grew warm, feeling the girl’s pitiful vulnerability, and an uncontrollable urge to sacrifice everything for her surged within him.

Just as Ruffian San was about to bend down and help the pitiful girl up, a cool, clear current of energy—distinct from the heat in his brow—flashed through his body. Suddenly, the lecherous rogue withdrew his hand and shook his head firmly, “Girl, don’t talk nonsense! Listen, the one who died was my boss. I feel sorry for you, but I won’t capture you. Hurry and run away!”

“Merciful savior, please save me! Thud!”

Her delicate frame suddenly dropped to her knees, and with tears and sorrow, she continued, “My parents are gone, I am all alone. I beg you, my savior, take me in. I will serve you as a slave or servant, whatever you wish!”

Her voice still trembled with emotion, but the rhythm had subtly shifted. Instantly, those magnificent breasts mysteriously vanished from Qiao San’s perception. Before him stood a girl of pure innocence and deep sorrow, like a blank sheet of paper. In a daze, Qiao San felt that if he didn’t step in to help, he would truly be no better than a beast.

“I…” The cool current within his body began to waver, but still barely held on. “Sigh… I’m really not your savior. You should go find the Hero of Great Crime who rescued you!”