A burst of crying and shouting reached Wang Chen's ears.
He climbed onto the wall of his house and looked in the direction from which the sounds came.
He saw, a hundred paces away at Old Sun's doorstep, that dark-faced cultivator viciously kicking a woman on the ground.
He cursed and swore, "People fight to treat me to a meal in the city, taking your two chickens is a blessing for your family, and yet you dare resist? Tired of living, are you?"
The woman being kicked was Lady Li.
She protected a young man who was unconscious, allowing the other's heavy kicks to land on her without dodging, while she pleaded bitterly, "Immortal Master, we know we were wrong, please spare us!"
"Pah!"
The dark-faced cultivator spat a thick wad of phlegm.
He withdrew his foot, his lecherous gaze sweeping over the still-charming Lady Li, "I'll let it go this time, but if it happens again and you fall into my hands, I'll flay that old geezer inside first, then sell you to Ruyi Fang!"
