Chapter 150: I Would Rather Touch A Pig

However, before his sword could pierce anyone, a cloud of powder suddenly appeared before his eyes.

With his vision obstructed, the tip of his sword went off target, only nicking Lin Qingyuans arm.

Lin Qingyuan shrieked, her face turning pale with horror.

At the sound of her voice, the masked man prepared to strike again when a snow-white sword shot out of nowhere and intercepted his attack.

Clang clang clang!

The next instant, the sound of metal clas.h.i.+ng filled the air.

Looking at w.a.n.g He, who had suddenly appeared, Lu Liangwei breathed a sigh of relief. She then turned to help Lin Qingyuan, who was nursing an injured arm.

Lin Qingyuan glared at the masked man whom w.a.n.g He had intercepted, but a wave of tears came streaming out of her eyes.

Hes so cruel I cant believe he actually tried to kill me

Having escaped death by a hair, Lin Qingyuan started sobbing loudly. Although the masked a.s.sailant had yet to be defeated, she did not care and sat on the ground, looking unusually disheveled.

Lu Liangwei glanced at the masked man, then at Lin Qingyuans current appearance, seeming to have understood something.

After struggling for a while, she and Zhu Yu managed to help Lin Qingyuan up. The womans legs had already turned to jelly and she could not stand properly.

She leaned her entire body weight on Lu Liangwei, not feeling embarra.s.sed in the slightest.

Lu Liangwei did not say anything, but Zhu Yu could not stand it anymore. Miss Lin, my mistress is too slim for you. You can lean on me if you must. She remembered clearly how this woman used to target her mistress. Only someone like Lin Qingyuan would be thick-skinned enough to lean on her mistress so shamelessly.

Lin Qingyuan seemed to be drowning in her grief and did not hear a word of what she said.

Lu Liangwei sighed and said to Zhu Yu, Forget it. After all, shes suffering from a terrible heartache. Lets be considerate.

Zhu Yu pursed her lips, feeling immense dislike for Lin Qingyuan, but did not say anything more.

As Lu Hetians personal guard captain, w.a.n.g He had followed him into countless battles and had tons of combat experience under his belt. Moreover, he was well-trained in martial arts, so it was not long before he defeated the masked man.

The a.s.sailant knew that he was no match for w.a.n.g He. However, as he looked at Lu Liangwei and the others, he was reluctant to accept his defeat.

He faked a move and managed to slip away when w.a.n.g He was not paying attention.

As soon as the masked man fled, w.a.n.g He sheathed his sword and walked toward Lu Liangwei.

Are you alright, Second Miss?

Lu Liangwei shook her head, then said with a faint smile, Its all thanks to you that we managed to put away that scoundrel, Captain w.a.n.g.

A meaningful look flashed in w.a.n.g Hes eyes, and he quickly explained, I happened to be pa.s.sing by.

Lu Liangwei did not try to expose the fact that Lu Hetian had sent him to protect her in secret.

If not for her old mans love for his daughter, she would either be dead or grievously injured now.

She had come out in a hurry today and did not bring any poison. The medicinal powder that she had thrown at the masked man just now was just an ordinary vulnerary.

After thinking for a while, she looked at Lin Qingyuan. Can you walk?

Lin Qingyuan leaned on her shoulder, her face pale, and shook her head. No.

Lu Liangwei,

She took a deep breath and said to w.a.n.g He, Since Miss Lin cant walk anymore, Ill have to trouble you, Captain w.a.n.g. As she spoke, she pushed Lin Qingyuan toward him.

w.a.n.g He had no complaints about that. To him, carrying a person was no different from carrying a pig.

Just when he was about to pick Lin Qingyuan up, she suddenly pushed w.a.n.g He away as if she had come back to life. Dont touch me, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d.

w.a.n.g He stroked his nose. Actually, I would rather touch a pig.

Startled, Lu Liangwei glanced at Lin Qingyuans livid expression and almost gave w.a.n.g He a thumbs up.

As for Zhu Yu, she burst out laughing straight away.