Chapter 11

With only six soldiers left by his side, Wu Xiang was still running for his life!

*I absolutely cannot let him escape!* Fu Yu thought as he aimed at Wu Xiang.

Wu Xiang was like a cunning fox, dodging left and right, up and down. Despite his towering height, he was incredibly agile.

This time, Fu Yu still failed to catch Wu Xiang. He felt a wave of frustration.

When Fu Yu returned to Zijun Villa, Gu Ming was preparing to leave with Jiang Mei.

Fu Yu blocked Gu Ming’s path. “Since Chief Gu is already here, there’s no rush to return. You’ve been of immense help this time, I must properly express my gratitude!”

Gu Ming smiled at Fu Yu. “Commander Fu, I am a bandit. Staying here for too long isn’t a good thing; it might cast suspicion on Commander Fu for colluding with bandits!”

“I don’t care. Actually, I wanted to discuss exactly this with you today! Bring your troops and join me!”

“My brothers have bandit origins; I’m afraid they couldn’t stand the constraints!” Gu Ming refused.

“Everyone knows Chief Gu is strict in leading his troops. Your men are absolutely no worse than regular soldiers. To be honest, joining me right now is your best option. Throughout history, there have always been bandits, but no bandit faction has ever survived for too long!”

Gu Ming knew Fu Yu’s words held truth. He did need to lead his brothers out of Shiyang Mountain, and he had been considering his options recently. Fu Yu was indeed the best choice.

But today, he had to leave. He knew a major reason Fu Yu was asking him to stay was because of Jiang Mei. He intended to take her away from here first, and then discuss the matter of defecting to Fu Yu.

Fu Yu didn’t want to let Jiang Mei leave. After discovering the whole truth, he was even more unwilling to let her go. She claimed she was married, but how could that be? He had kept men watching Shiyang Mountain this entire time; he knew about their every move!

As the two were in a standoff, a scream rang out from outside.

They got up and walked out. It was Chen Yuwei.

She was walking out step by step, pressing a gun against her own temple.

“Fu Yu, let me leave!” Her voice was shrill, her face deathly pale.

Fu Yu stared at her, this woman he had once loved the most.

“Fu Yu, either you kill me, or you let me go! I don’t love you anymore, and the child in my belly isn’t yours. Keeping me here will only bring us both pain!”

The current Chen Yuwei was like a wounded beast, her gaze unfocused, her steps faltering, her hands tightly protecting her belly.

“Chen Yuwei, you’re pregnant; it’s very dangerous for you to go out like this!” Jiang Mei said softly.

“Let her go!” After staring at her for a long while, Fu Yu ordered.

“Everyone step aside, let her go.” Fu Yu stopped looking at her.

“But going out like this really is too dangerous! Plus, she’s in poor health!” Jiang Mei couldn’t bear it.

“Let her fend for herself. This is my final act of mercy towards her.”

Hearing Fu Yu’s ruthless words, tears streamed down Chen Yuwei’s face.

Given Fu Yu’s personality, she thought he would kill her or feed her to the wolfhounds.

He didn’t kill her, but he struck at her heart.

Chen Yuwei staggered out of Zijun Villa.

She didn’t actually know where she was going. She wanted to return to her own home; perhaps her father would take her in?

The sky had already grown dark, and a dull ache throbbed in her abdomen. Without looking back, she stumbled out. Having been the Young Madam of the Fu family for several months, her hopes were finally completely dashed.

She remembered that even after Fu Yu and Jiang Mei divorced, he still kept Jiang Mei confined, refusing to let her leave. It turned out that even back then, Fu Yu had already fallen in love with Jiang Mei.

*Who says love never changes? The most volatile thing in this world is love. When they love you, they are as tender as water; when they stop loving you, you are worse than a stranger!*

Chen Yuwei stumbled along.

Having just endured a war, Fancheng’s streets were in chaos, with evildoers taking the opportunity to rob or commit violence.

Chen Yuwei caught the eye of two men who had just stumbled out of a brothel.

They watched her, and after confirming she was alone, they grabbed her from behind and dragged her to the banks of the Han River.

The quiet, freezing riverbank was accompanied only by the roaring current.

Chen Yuwei screamed and struggled, her sharp nails scratching across the men’s faces. The tall man, reeking of alcohol, finally lost his patience and unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks. Chen Yuwei gradually stopped resisting.

In a few rough tugs, they stripped off her clothes, revealing her starkly swollen, round belly. They had never seen a woman in such a state. A twisted, perverse excitement gleamed in the men’s eyes.

Powerless to resist, a sharp pain suffocated her. She thrashed instinctively in this pitch-black night, which felt like a terrifying demon.

As the men wantonly released their bestial desires, Chen Yuwei felt a warm flow of liquid bubbling out. She gradually lost consciousness.

The men climbed off her, picked up Chen Yuwei’s body—which now resembled torn cotton wadding—and hurled her into the raging Han River…

*In a chaotic world of storm and strife, amidst turbulent romances, all she had ever wanted was a single true love. Yet, how could she endure such a fate?*

That night, Fu Yu asked Gu Ming to stay and discuss military strategies. He told Gu Ming directly that he intended to become the Military Governor of Haidong. Since Fan Dalong could no longer tolerate him, he might as well wipe Fan Dalong out too.

He was incredibly candid with Gu Ming, not hiding his ambitions in the slightest.