"Doesn't matter if we dare or not, brat. Do you not notice the dangerous situation you are in?!" yelled Scarface, waving his arms around the crowd of fellow bandits who finally managed to catch up to them. "Don't be an idiot and give us the woman!"
The other bandits also began to loudly jeer at the lone Fang Yuan, clanking together their swords as the blood lust began to rise.
Fang Yuan decided then and there that even if he loses his life that he will not surrender this poor woman to this group of disgusting bandits.
A righteous man of virtues and principles does not surrender his character just to save his own life! He stealthily reached to his saddlebag on the right and pulled out a few items.
"Come at me if you dare!" he yelled and immediately threw the items into the bandits' faces.
Loud flashes like firecrackers was followed by red smoke that immediately caused the bandits to scream in pain as their eyes watered ferociously and their throats to close up, cutting off their airways.
The items also sent up a red flare straight into the sky to obtain help. The Fang's special "Crimson Fire" was only held by Master Fang, Mistress Fang, and Young Master Fang.
Once it was in the air, elite martial artists in the Fang villa immediately set out towards the forest, running as if the God of Death was on their tails!
At the same time, Fang Yuan swung Feng Shen around and rapidly sped off towards the capital.
On the other hand, Du Ping saw the red flare and knew that his Young Master was in trouble! He whipped his horse in the direction when he last saw him and finally saw his young master in the distance. "Young Master Fang! Here, over here!"
Unfortunately, it was all for naught. Another wave of bandits led by a burly bearded man atop a ferocious mountain horse cut off Fang Yuan's escape route.
"Brat, you dare to steal my woman!" roared the bearded man, his heavy broadsword still trickling red blood from his last kill.
This was a man who killed with no mercy, in the blink of an eye. "You must not want to live any longer!" He raised his sword and swung at Fang Yuan's head!
"Wait, Chief!" exclaimed the bandit who stepped in front of the sword with no fear, both arms raised high. "Stop!"
"What is it, little sister?" the fierce man no longer had blood lust in his demeanor once he was facing his cherished little sister.
She was the only family he had left after their hometown was razed to the ground by imperial soldiers and he would give the world to her if he could.
"This man, I want," she replied, turning around to further admire the handsome specimen of a man that was Fang Yuan.
She can barely contain her drool as she couldn't wait to caress that beautiful face and rip off those fine clothes.
In the bandit den, there was not a single man who could compare to this refined scholar.
With his pale slender fingers who only lifted brushes or pages of a book and his clear smooth skin, so unlike the dark blemished sun-burnt skin she saw every day, she can only imagine what those fingers would feel like against her skin.
"Vice-Chief Li! What do you want with this weak excuse for a man? He barely has the strength to lift a knife to kill a chicken, how can he possibly be a man worthy of you?!" argued Uni-brow, his jealousy apparent on his ugly mug.
"That's none of your business. Since when do I need your permission to do anything, Smelly Wu?!"
Smelly Wu, aka Uni-brow, grumbled to himself. Vice-Chief Li was the flower of their humble bandits' den, how could he simply let this outsider pluck their flower right out of their hands?! After all, the Chief had no offspring, the likelihood of Vice-Chief Li and her future husband taking over the group was 99 if not 100%!
"Wu is right, dear sister, what do you want this weakling for?" Chief Li was confused as to exactly which part of this weak lamb of a man was enticing to his little sister.
"I don't care! I just want him!"
Fang Yuan sneered at the two siblings who were talking about him like a piece of meat or a child's toy. "I'd like to see you try to capture me!"
He unsheathed his sword hidden on his left side, looking very much like the dashing swordsman that made Vice-Chief Li swoon like a little girl.
"Let's see if you know how to use that sword, boy!" bellowed the bandit chief as he swung his weapon.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Fang Yuan exchanged blows easily with the Chief, his moves smooth and precise.
He was Young Master Fang! The only heir of the famous Fang family! Of course he was both a scholar and an expert swordsman, anything less was unacceptable!
Unfortunately Fang Yuan only considered the one-on-one fight and forgot he was fighting nasty bandits who had abandoned all righteousness and propriety.
Smelly Wu took advantage of the situation to throw hidden poisonous needles at his back!
Fang Yuan turned around in time to strike away two of them only to have the third needle thud into his right arm. Instantly, his sword arm became useless and dropped his sword to the ground.
"Despicable!" he growled, gritting his teeth and holding his arm. Scarlet blood began to ooze on his sleeve.
"Haha smart is what it is!" Smelly Wu looked towards Vice-Chief Li, sure that she was going to praise him for his prowess.
"Stupid Smelly Wu! What if that needle hit his face! How will you compensate me for that?!" screamed Vice-Chief Li. "I don't want a husband with a scarred face!"
HUSBAND! Both the bandit chief's and Fang Yuan's face was identically white. HUSBAND?!