Chapter 865: Chapter 867: Then You Might as Well Burn to Death
In any case, Xiaoxiao and the others were saved, at least they wouldn’t be cremated, and they were being escorted back to Little Shitou’s house by the villagers.
Just as the group was about to leave the large square, Xiaoxiao suddenly heard some noise. She turned around and, oh my, it was the person tied to the stake. He had been forgotten. How inconspicuous must he be?
The man was using all his strength to shake the stake, glaring angrily, his mouth making constant "mmm-mmm" sounds.
Xiaoxiao turned and met his gaze. The man stared desperately at Xiaoxiao, his head shaking as if trying to convey some message. Xiaoxiao thought, "Isn’t it just that you’re forgotten? I’ll ask the villagers to release him."
However, the next second, Xiaoxiao’s eyes widened in shock; she was scared. She saw smoke rising from the firewood beneath the man.
"Goodness, it’s about to be a cremation situation," Xiaoxiao quickly shouted, "Village Chief, that person is still tied up, the smoke is rising, it’s about to catch fire, hurry and save him."
Hearing Xiaoxiao’s shout, the villagers quickly turned around, and the Village Chief shouted, "Everyone, hurry!"
The villagers sprinted over and, after some untying and removing the firewood beneath, finally released the man from the stake.
It turned out the person holding the torch was a man with a strange illness. When he heard the Village Chief say they were headed to Medicine King Valley, he dropped the torch and ran away. Who would have thought the torch just so happened to ignite the firewood beneath? If they had been any later, it really would have caught fire, but fortunately, it was discovered in time.
The man was pushed to the side of Xiaoxiao and the others by the villagers, and the rag in his mouth was finally pulled off. After removing the rag, the man, finally able to breathe, coughed dryly twice, "Cough, cough."
Then he took a few deep breaths, looking at Xiaoxiao with a grateful expression.
"Beautiful lady, thankfully you thought of me. Just now, I thought it was over. I was scared to death. Fortunately, the beauty came to save me."
"Beautiful lady, I meant what I said earlier. You saved me, so I’ll be your pretty boy."
"..." Xiaoxiao was really speechless. Is there still time to regret now? She rolled her eyes at him and said irritably, "Then you might as well have burned to death."
At this moment, Yang Ming was already furious. This guy who appeared from nowhere had repeatedly flirted with his wife right in front of him, acting like he was nonexistent. He definitely needed to teach him a good lesson, especially now that they wouldn’t be burned anymore.
So he shook off the villagers escorting him, strode forward quickly, grabbed the man by the collar, and swung a fist at his face. This time, the man didn’t dodge, and blood immediately appeared on his lips. After punching him, Yang Ming sternly said, "I warned you, don’t mess with my wife."
The man glared at Yang Ming, threateningly saying, "Oh dear, you actually dare hit me. Do you know who I am?"
Yang Ming didn’t care about his words. Even if it were the king of heaven himself, he couldn’t mess with his wife. Only he could have his wife. He fiercely opened his mouth again, "I don’t care who you are. No one can mess with my wife."
One would have thought the man would be a bit tougher, but in the next second, the man opened his mouth to plead with Xiaoxiao, "Beautiful lady, save me! Your husband actually hit me. I’m your pretty boy, how can you bear to let me be hit? Please save me."