Upon hearing Su Wen's words, Ding Hu wiped the blood from his nose and scrambled to his feet, glaring fiercely at him.
"We've got a score to settle today, boys, get him!"
"Let's show him we're not to be messed with."
As soon as he finished speaking, his brothers rushed toward Su Wen, their faces twisted with ferocity.
Shoving Ding Yingying into Liu Die's arms, Su Wen held the medicine box with one hand and unleashed a side kick, sending the closest lackey flying to the ground.
"Ouch, that kick!"
The villagers all stepped back, their eyes filled with wariness and astonishment at Su Wen.
Who would have thought that this young man, so slender, had such strong fighting skills!
"Damn it!"
With a roar of rage, clusters of men charged at Su Wen once again.
Meanwhile, cries of grief came from inside the room.
"Oh, my brother, how could you just..."
Su Wen's pupils contracted as he quickly took down Ding Hu and the others in two or three blows, then ran toward the house.
