Chapter 117: It Was Truly Worrying About Him for Nothing

Just moments ago, inside the room.

Not long after Xu Mo stepped out, Ning Yaxin heard voices outside—Xu Mo and Zhang Zhishen were arguing. It seemed they were quarreling.

Suddenly, Ning Yaxin grew worried about Xu Mo and wanted to open the door to see what was happening.

As she reached the door, Ling’er came over and held her back. “Miss, didn’t you say you were going to stay here? Why do you want to go out again?”

Ning Yaxin hesitated for a moment but ultimately decided not to go out just yet.

Still, she couldn’t sit still. She paced back and forth inside the room, making Ling’er a little dizzy.

After a while, Ning Yaxin heard Xu Mo and Zhang Zhishen arguing again, but she couldn’t catch what they were saying.

Unable to bear it, she cracked the door open a bit to listen more closely.

After a moment, Ning Yaxin realized that Xu Mo wanted to challenge Zhang Zhishen to a duel.

This worried Ning Yaxin immensely. Zhang Zhishen was skilled in martial arts, while Xu Mo was not. Moreover, Zhang was taller and more robust. Xu Mo challenging him one-on-one was clearly a losing proposition.

After some thought, Ning Yaxin grabbed Ling’er’s hand. “Ling’er, quickly go to the window and see what’s going on.”

Ling’er nodded quickly and ran out to one of the windows in the main hall, peeking out discreetly.

Ning Yaxin anxiously waited by the door, frequently peeking out and listening carefully to the sounds outside.

Soon, Ling’er’s panicked voice came through: “Miss, it’s bad—Master Xu is getting beaten by Zhang Zhishen!”

Ning Yaxin was shocked. Without thinking, she rushed out of the room to Ling’er’s side, eagerly looking outside.

At that moment, Xu Mo and Zhang Zhishen had just started their fight. Xu Mo was still adjusting to the pace of the attack and had accidentally taken two punches to the chest.

Seeing Xu Mo desperately dodging and constantly rubbing his chest made Ning Yaxin’s heart sink.

“No, I have to go out. I can’t let Zhang Zhishen hurt Master Xu!”

With that, Ning Yaxin tried to step outside.

Ling’er immediately grabbed her. “Miss, don’t rush. Master Xu hasn’t lost yet.”

Ning Yaxin frowned. “Ling’er, Master Xu is already at a disadvantage. If I don’t go out and stop this, he’ll really get hurt. How could I live with myself then?”

Saying this, Ning Yaxin moved toward the door.

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Taking just a step, Ling’er pulled her back again. “Miss, look—things seem to have changed.”

Ning Yaxin turned her head and saw Xu Mo and Zhang Zhishen running around a tree playing a “cat and mouse” game.

Zhang Zhishen was furious but no matter what, he couldn’t catch Xu Mo.

Seeing Xu Mo so agile and swift, completely frustrating Zhang Zhishen, Ling’er couldn’t help but cover her mouth to laugh.

“Miss, Zhang Zhishen can’t catch Master Xu anymore. You don’t need to worry so much,” Ling’er said.

Ning Yaxin couldn’t smile. She still frowned. “Though Zhang Zhishen can’t catch Master Xu, this going on forever isn’t good. In terms of strength, Master Xu can never truly defeat Zhang Zhishen.”

As she spoke, Ning Yaxin saw both Xu Mo and Zhang Zhishen panting on opposite sides of the tree.

Thinking Xu Mo was out of energy, she said, “Ling’er, I still have to go out. I must make things clear to Zhang Zhishen!”

Before she could finish, Xu Mo’s voice came from outside: “Miss Ning, why are you outside?”

Ning Yaxin was stunned. I haven’t even gone out yet!

The next moment, Ning Yaxin saw Zhang Zhishen turn his head, and Xu Mo suddenly rushed from the other side of the tree, kicking Zhang Zhishen down with a sharp “thud.”

Then, Xu Mo mounted Zhang Zhishen and began raining down punches like a storm.

Ning Yaxin and Ling’er were stunned. They looked at each other, speechless.

After a moment, Ling’er exclaimed in disbelief, “Miss, Master Xu... he actually cheated...”

At that moment, Ning Yaxin suddenly burst out laughing, shaking her head quietly: Yes! I should have known he had a way to win. All that worrying was for nothing!

Soon, Zhang Zhishen, battered and unable to resist, was lifted onto a carriage by servants and hurried away.

Only after the carriage disappeared did Ning Yaxin come out of the house and quickly approach Xu Mo.

“Master Xu, are you hurt?” Ning Yaxin asked with concern.

Xu Mo smiled and shook his head. “No, just some sore fists. I may have hit a little too hard earlier, hehe...”

Then Xu Mo said, “Miss Ning, I don’t think Zhang Zhishen will be coming back anytime soon.”

Ning Yaxin nodded. “Master Xu, thank you so much.”

Chen Miaoyi looked worried and asked, “Husband, since you beat Zhang Zhishen so badly, do you think he’ll report you to the authorities?”

Ning Yaxin immediately replied, “Madam Xu, don’t worry. This matter started because of me. If Zhang Zhishen does report it, I will take full responsibility and make sure Master Xu isn’t implicated!”

Xu Mo didn’t care. He shrugged and said, “It doesn’t matter! I’ve already beaten him up. Even if I get punished and thrown in jail, I think it’s worth it!”

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On the way back to Xinzhou City.

Zhang Zhishen sat in the carriage, bruised and battered, occasionally growling in anger to vent his frustration.

“Xu Mo, you despicable scoundrel, I will never let you off!”

One of the servants traveling with him said, “Master, that Xu Mo is shameless. When we get back, let’s report him to the officials and have that guy whipped and thrown in jail!”

“Report?” Zhang Zhishen glared sharply at the servant, clearly annoyed. “Do you think I haven’t been humiliated enough? Do you want everyone to know?”

Zhang Zhishen was a man who cared deeply about his face. His physique was far superior to Xu Mo’s, and he had trained in martial arts.

Yet now, he was utterly beaten by Xu Mo, a worthless gambler, with no chance to fight back. If this got out, how could he face anyone?

Moreover, Zhang Zhishen believed that if he reported the matter, Ning Yaxin would look down on him. After all, he had proposed the duel, lost, and then tried to report it—how disgraceful!

So reporting to the authorities was out of the question. He had to find another way to exact his revenge.

On the way back to the city, Zhang Zhishen racked his brains for a way to retaliate but came up with nothing.

As the carriage approached the gates of Xinzhou City, a group of villagers laughing, shouting, and making a ruckus blocked the road.

Upon inquiry, they learned this group was the delivery team from Gushan Village’s soap workshop, tasked with delivering soap to the Fragrant Skin Specialty Shop.

They were gathering here, waiting for the right time to set off back to their village.

Seeing them, an idea suddenly sparked in Zhang Zhishen’s mind.

He immediately pulled his servant close and whispered a few words in his ear.

The servant was shocked but quickly nodded. “Understood, Master. I’ll make sure this is done!”