Lin Fan watched the commotion unfold with a calm expression, while Lilian stood her ground without any intention of leaving. She remained poised, completely at ease.
The onlookers were baffled.
Shouldn't the girl be panicking right now, thinking of ways to escape?
Why was she just standing there unmoving? Did she not understand what they were saying?
Once the village chief arrived, he would have her burned alive!
"Aren't you going to leave now? If you wait any longer, it'll be too late…"
A woman holding a child looked at Lilian with concern.
"Young lady, you're not from the fishing village, are you? You'd better run now. If you wait until the village chief arrives, you won't be able to escape."
"She's right, girl. Run while you still can. We'll try to hold them back for you. Our village chief really might kill you."
Several village women tried to persuade her. They understood that the real culprits were the gangsters.
If those thugs hadn't humiliated Lin Fan, Lilian wouldn't have needed to kill anyone.
But the gangsters themselves thought otherwise. Hearing the village women's words, they immediately sneered.
"Kill someone in our fishing village and still think you can leave?"
"That's right! Let me tell you, not only are you going to die today, but that man is too! You both will pay for this in blood!"
"A blood debt is too merciful. Look at this woman—so beautiful. Maybe we should have some fun with her before she dies."
The gangsters laughed lewdly, their eyes filled with greed as they shamelessly scanned Lilian's body.
They were regulars at the slave auctions, always interested in beautiful women.
And Lilian's beauty?
They considered themselves connoisseurs of women, but they had never seen anyone as stunning as her.
Lost in their fantasies, the gangsters failed to notice how Lin Fan's expression darkened.
Just as he was about to draw his sword to teach them a lesson, the village chief arrived.
The old man appeared the same as always—his head full of white hair, leaning on a cane, his frail legs trembling as he walked.
The two gangsters leading the way looked smug, their faces filled with triumph.
"The chief is here!"
"Let's see how arrogant you can be now!"
"I can't wait to watch this demon woman burn!"
The village chief had been fuming ever since he heard someone had killed in his village. He had come with full intention to punish the culprit.
But the moment he laid eyes on Lilian—surrounded by the crowd—he instantly understood everything.
Rage boiled within him. Without hesitation, he lifted his foot and kicked the two gangsters.
"You bastards!"
"You damn bastards!"
"Burn her?! Burn her?! Who do you think you're going to burn?! I should burn you all instead!"
He raised his cane and began furiously whacking the two gangsters on their heads, his expression fierce, as if venting all his anger on them.
"Chief! Chief! What are you doing?!"
"Why are you hitting us?! It's that woman—she's the one who killed our people!"
The gangsters tried to dodge and explain, but the chief didn't stop. He kept swinging his cane, his entire body shaking with fury.
"Do you fools even know who this woman is?! You want to burn her? If any of you dare lay a finger on her, I'll burn you all first!"
His rage turned into a coughing fit, and he finally stopped swinging his cane.
The remaining gangsters were completely terrified.
They were usually arrogant, but they still respected the elderly village chief.
They were now panicked after angering the village chief to this extent.
"Chief, please don't get mad! Calm down!"
"We were wrong! Don't hurt yourself!"
They frantically tried to appease him, their aggressive attitudes softening.
The chief glared at them, his coughing gradually subsiding as his breathing steadied.
"The person standing before you is none other than Lady Maid!"
"Do you fools even know who Lady Maid is? She's the one who saved this world ten years ago! And you wanted to burn her alive? I think you must have a death wish!" The chief's voice was filled with fury.
As soon as those words left his mouth, the gangsters froze.
"The… Lady Maid?!" They stared at Lilian in shock.
They had never imagined that this fierce woman was actually her.
If they had known she was the legendary Lady Maid, they wouldn't have dared to utter a single word of disrespect—even if they had a hundred lives to gamble with.
"Then what about that man?" One of them glanced at Lin Fan, confused as to why Lady Maid was so protective of him.
The village chief gave them a look of utter disappointment, as if he couldn't believe how foolish they were.
"That man is Lady Maid's master! If you had to offend someone, he should have been the last person on your list!" The chief sighed.
For a maid, their master was the most important person in their life.
As long as their master was alive, their loyalty was eternal.
To Lilian, Lin Fan was her everything.
And these reckless fools had just tried to bring trouble upon him—there was no way she'd ever forgive them.
The village chief then walked over to Lin Fan and, without hesitation, dropped to his knees with a thud.
Lin Fan was startled and immediately rushed forward to help him up.
A man of this age kneeling before him? That was practically cursing him to an early death!
But the chief was stubborn. No matter how much Lin Fan tried to persuade him, he refused to rise.
"Lord Lin, these children may be unruly, but I've watched them grow up. They may be mischievous, but their hearts are not truly evil. Please, have mercy and don't hold this against them." The chief's eyes were filled with tears as he continuously kowtowed.
Lin Fan felt a complicated mix of emotions.
"Get up first." He lifted the chief to his feet and brushed the dust off his clothes.
"There's no need to apologize to me. The fishing village has helped us before. It's not right for someone of your age to kneel to me." Despite his words, Lin Fan's expression remained calm and composed.
The chief looked at him with a hint of admiration.
Meanwhile, the other gangsters exchanged glances before walking over hesitantly, bowing their heads in apology to Lin Fan.
"You don't need to apologize to me," Lin Fan said. "You should be apologizing to Chris instead."
He gently patted Chris on the head. She still looked frightened.
As the gangsters approached her, she instinctively shrank back, hiding behind Lin Fan.
"Don't be afraid. I'm here," Lin Fan reassured her, pulling her out from behind him.
The gangsters' expressions stiffened.
Apologizing to Lin Fan, they could accept—after all, he was Lady Maid's master.
But apologizing to Chris? That was hard to swallow.
Chris was nothing more than a low-tier product from the slave market. How was she even worthy of their apology?
However, under the chief's fierce glare, they had no choice but to bow their heads and apologize respectfully.
Lin Fan could feel how tense Chris was as they spoke, but in her eyes, there was a glimmer of something different.
Perhaps, in all her years, this was the first time she had ever been shown respect.
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