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In a single day, countless people passed by the Lingbo River, but there was truly no one who looked quite like a highwayman.
I held a straw stem in my mouth and said, "If we bring this person to the Village, we won't have to worry for the rest of our lives!"
"Miss, didn't you just say you wanted to tie him up and take him to our Village?"
I clenched my fist. "Whoever can do it should step up; if you can't, then stop complaining."
The man in front of me wore simple coarse cloth clothing, likely having rushed out from the capital, looking somewhat travel-worn.
His hair was disheveled and loosely tied back with a piece of cloth, obscuring his deep-set eyes...
"Ouch, that really hurts!"
Seeing his puzzled expression, I quickly shifted my gaze away from the wound on his shoulder.
"It's just a minor injury," he said nonchalantly.
Noticing he didn't want to discuss his injury further, I smiled confidently.
Wasn't it just a wound from last night's theft?
Seizing the opportunity, I slapped his left shoulder hard. "Injured and still traveling? You might as well rest in our Village for a few days!"
Jiang Hanyue let out a muffled groan from the pain, his face turning slightly pale, yet he still waved his hand dismissively.
Taking advantage of his condition, I called over my brothers and together we dragged him back. "Brother Jiang, once you're in our Village, we're all family now. Don't worry about causing us trouble."
A thousand taels of gold, even if it truly brings trouble, is worth it!
Jiang Hanyue furrowed his brows and asked, "Brother Jiang?"
He looked at me suspiciously, with deep scrutiny in his eyes.
"Just now, you mentioned your name. We all heard it clearly."
I almost slipped up; I thought my little scheme was about to be exposed, so I shot a glance at the Brothers beside me.
Jiang Hanyue quietly observed me, his gaze unfathomable. Suddenly, he smiled, as if ripples spread across a cold pond. "Perhaps I remembered incorrectly."
It seemed he dismissed his doubts and confidently walked into the Village.
Little did he know, my heart was pounding loudly.
Amidst the familiar faces of Bandits and profit-driven Merchants, Jiang Hanyue made me feel an unexpected sense of righteousness.
Perhaps, even as a thief, he is a chivalrous one?
Unlike my flushed face and racing heart, the Brothers in the village suddenly shifted their attitude towards me from "tolerable" to "ignoring."
In the world of Jianghu, loyalty is paramount. I knew that by bringing Jiang Hanyue into the Village, they must be secretly cursing me as a villain.
I am a young woman, not a villain.
To dispel my feelings of guilt, I decided to approach Jiang Hanyue to check on him.
As I got closer, I heard him shout, "Who?"
Then, my newly worn clothes were pinned to the ground, leaving me unable to move forward or backward.
Jiang Hanyue silently tucked the weapon into his embrace and said, "Miss Jiang, your lightness skill is quite impressive."
I knew I was in the wrong; after all, I had deliberately lowered my footsteps.
I forced myself to calm down and noticed the paper and pen on the table.
"Who would have thought that although you are a thief... you write beautifully!"
I wanted to see what he had written, so I gently tugged at it. In an instant, the neatly arranged writing desk was overturned, and the wet ink and inkstone were in disarray.
Jiang Hanyue's gaze shifted several times; there was clearly a hint of amusement in his eyes, but he said seriously, "Miss Jiang, you are being too careless."
I wiped my face and found it covered in ink.
I couldn't shake the feeling that he did this on purpose!
As I complained for the thirty-third time about Jiang Hanyue to the laundry lady in the village, she finally stopped worrying about my clothes and said in a teasing tone, "Gentleness is the weapon to conquer a man."
Indeed, with such a fiery temperament, Jiang Hanyue must have sensed my ill intentions.
The Old Lady, with her Orchid Finger, quietly leaned in close to my ear and left with a smile that left me perplexed.
I organized my previous failed experiences and set out again.
Jiang Hanyue stared blankly at me as I walked gracefully past, softly calling out, "Brother Yue..."
The voice needed to be light, gentle, and alluring.
He reached out to touch my forehead, asking, "What's wrong? You're not sick, are you?"
"I... I just feel a bit hot," I stammered.
In my fluster, I bit my tongue, and tears welled up in my eyes. When I looked up, I found Jiang Hanyue was actually smiling.
His deep-set brows curved slightly in a smile, softening his entire face. Jiang Hanyue teased, "It was just a joke; no need to take it seriously."
I had previously thought he was all righteous and serious; it must have been an illusion. Jiang Hanyue must be a fox!
"I just wanted to ask if you're dissatisfied with the food in our Village."
I had worried about him not eating or drinking. Annoyed, I turned around and heard Jiang Hanyue's laughter behind me, as if even the wind carried a hint of mirth.
I touched my cheek and realized the corners of my lips were slightly raised.
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