Dong Ruolin sat paralyzed on the ground, clutching the wound on her leg, her eyes closed in utter despair.


The young man squatted down, gripping her chin, his desire to torment her growing stronger as he saw her disheveled hair and the stubborn way she turned her face away.


His fingers brushed ambiguously across Dong Ruolin’s face as he ordered, “Get her into my car. I’m going to have my fun first.”


The men around him, seeing Dong Ruolin’s pitiful yet stunning appearance, couldn’t help but chime in, “Wei Shao, women like this are rare! Don’t forget about us, huh?”


The young man laughed heartily. “Once I’m done, it’s your turn! What’s the rush?”


Hearing their crude, unabashed words, Dong Ruolin’s face turned deathly pale.


Just as the young man reached out to grab her, tears streamed down Dong Ruolin’s face, and a thought of death welled up inside her.


“Ah!”


Just as she resolved to bite her tongue to end her life, a few agonizing screams pierced the air.


Someone was here!


A strong gust of wind surged from behind. The young man spun around, only to be met by a whistling fist heading straight for him.


“Ugh…”


The young man felt an overwhelming, irresistible force smash into him, sending him flying backward.


Staggering a few steps, he collapsed to his knees, coughing up a mouthful of blood.


Meanwhile, his companions were already sprawled across the ground, their fate unknown.


Dong Ruolin, startled by the sudden turn of events, gazed tearfully toward the newcomer, her heart brimming with hope.


“Did you come to save me?”


In that moment of near-death relief, Dong Ruolin felt a surge of gratitude. The man before her, dressed in black and wearing a mask, looked like a heavenly savior.


The man in black didn’t respond. His cold eyes paused slightly as they took in her disheveled, vulnerable state.


“Bastard! Kill him!” The remaining masked men, snapping out of their daze, gripped their weapons tightly and rushed forward.


Before Dong Ruolin could even feel fear, the man in black effortlessly scooped her up and darted away.


Dong Ruolin leaned softly against the man’s chest, her trembling fingers wrapped around his neck. The curses and shouts of pursuit behind her no longer scared her.


Who is this man? How could he make her feel so safe?


After experiencing the highs and lows of this harrowing day, Dong Ruolin, exhausted, closed her eyes. In her daze, she had a strange feeling.


How odd… This man felt somehow familiar, like she had seen him before.


But she had no idea that the man carrying her, the mysterious rescuer, was none other than her best friend’s husband, Ye Chen.


Ye Chen had been driving by when he spotted Dong Ruolin being surrounded.


Worried something serious might happen to her, he had put on a mask and rushed over to rescue her.


Since receiving a trace of spiritual energy from the Hetian jade pendant, Ye Chen’s body had been transformed. His skills had significantly improved, and his speed was much faster than before.


Moreover, with the area’s numerous alleyways, Ye Chen quickly shook off the pursuers.


After running a considerable distance, Ye Chen finally stopped at a secluded spot where no one was around.


It was already getting dark, and the dense foliage provided excellent cover, even if the pursuers managed to catch up.


He gently placed Dong Ruolin on the ground, only to notice that her pants were soaked in blood, his brows furrowing deeply.


Although Dong Ruolin had lost a lot of blood, she managed to remain conscious. Her face pale, she whispered gratefully, “Thank you for saving me… But, who are you?”


Ye Chen’s gaze remained indifferent. He didn’t respond.


She had always looked down on him, carrying herself with arrogance. There was no chance they’d have much interaction after this.


He had saved her only out of respect for Xiao Churan.


Thus, he had no intention of revealing his identity.


Seeing his silence, Dong Ruolin realized he didn’t want to expose who he was.


But she had always been someone who repaid kindness and sought revenge where it was due. Now, she felt troubled—how could she repay such a life-saving favor if she didn’t even know his identity?


As she was pondering how to express her gratitude, the man suddenly bent down and tore open her pants!


Feeling the sudden chill on her thigh, Dong Ruolin’s face flushed red with shock and anger. She blurted out, “What are you doing?!”


She had thought of him as a hero, like a god who had saved her from peril, but now she realized he was just another pervert! Tearing her pants like that was even more humiliating than the thugs from earlier!


But remembering her injury and realizing this man’s overwhelming strength, she knew she stood no chance of escaping his grasp.


It seemed she had escaped the wolves, only to fall into the tiger’s den…


Tears rolled down Dong Ruolin’s cheeks again, her eyes filled with stubbornness and despair. Choking back her sobs, she warned, “If you dare force yourself on me… I’ll die right here!”


Ye Chen was momentarily speechless, letting out a helpless sigh.


“You’re seriously injured. The wound is deep, and judging by your blood loss, you might pass out before even reaching the hospital. I’m just trying to save your life!”


With that, Ye Chen had already begun treating her wound.


Seeing his skilled movements, Dong Ruolin realized she had completely misunderstood him.


Still, her upbringing had taught her that men and women shouldn’t have physical contact. Now, her thigh was exposed up to the top, and she was in a man’s arms receiving treatment. She was so embarrassed she wished she could sink into the ground.


Her face burning, Dong Ruolin lowered her head, not daring to look at him. Flustered and mortified, she whispered, “Thank you… and… I’m sorry for misunderstanding you just now.”