Chapter 73
(23.4)
Yi Jia stared down at her from a high position for a moment, and the anger on his face gradually faded. He suddenly squinted his eyes hard, probably still feeling very uncomfortable. Then he removed his hand, rubbing hard on his eyes, repeatedly opening and closing them.
If she hadn’t been in such a bad state herself, Mu Qing would have thought he looked a little funny. She frowned and pushed him away with force.
Just as she thought that Yi Jia’s expression somewhat relaxed, like he was hesitating, she suddenly heard on the top of her head an angry roar, not very far away. A tall figure, like a gust of whirlwind, rushed towards them, and with a « bang », Yi Jia who was sitting on top of her was heavily knocked to the ground.
It was Li Mang who came over.
Once Mu Qing got free, she immediately rolled over and sat up on the ground, watching Li Mang furiously hitting Yi Jia with heavy fists on his face and body, one blow after another. For the first time, Mu Qing knew that fights between men could be so terrifying, that was a completely different concept compared to when women were fighting, pulling each other’s hair and scratching each other with their nails. Especially now, in the face of Li Mang’s heavy punches, Yi Jia was only protecting his head and face, and did not seem to have any intention to fight back.
Li Mang appeared to be in a rage as he punched him heavily on the ground. Then, he squatted down and angrily yelled something at him.
Yi Jia slowly sat up from the ground and met his eyes on the same level, he extended his hand to wipe the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and then suddenly started yelling too.
He was speaking very quickly, and his expression looked more and more agitated, and then after, his whole face looked completely red, with traces of the grass ashes from before as well as blood stains he got from being just beaten by Li Mang. He looked absolutely monstrous.
Mu Qing did not know what he said, but Li Mang looked obviously shaken by his words. She saw him frowning more and more seriously, his expression looked gloomy, like dark clouds gathering in the sky before a storm. Li Mang clenched his fists so tightly they let out a clucking sound, he was on top of him, seemingly trying to hold back from hitting him again.
But Yi Jia suddenly made a move. The words he said inflamed him, and he suddenly threw a fist hard into Li Mang’s face. Li Mang side-stepped, but the punch was too strong, as if it was filled with all of Yi Jia’s anger, and he fell down, with his face facing the ground because of the blow.
Mu Qing vaguely felt it. The fight between these two men, at the beginning, was because of her. But now, the fight between them probably had nothing to do with her anymore.
She cried out in fear, and immediately wanted to help him up, but just as she tried to stand up, she felt pain in her ankle, and let out a low groan, before sitting back on the ground.
When Li Mang heard her voice, he quickly turned over and rolled up to her. With one glance he noticed her slightly swollen right ankle. He frowned as he reached out to gently massage it, he then knew that the bone wasn’t hurt, and his expression slightly relaxed. He extended his hands and picked her up, and then strode with big steps towards the settlement. As he left, he never looked back at Yi Jia.
Mu Qing shrank in his arms, completely relaxed. She was surprised to find that she was still clutching in her hands the small piece of cloth that caused trouble. She couldn’t help but raise her eyes to secretly peek at Yi Jia, who had been left behind. She saw him still sitting there, with his eyes fixed on Li Mang’s back gradually getting further away, he looked absolutely wretched, but the expression on his face still revealed stubborn pride and lonesomeness.
(24.1)
When Li Mang carried Mu Qing back, it was dusk and the settlement was getting busy, from far away, one could see the smoke up in the air, coming from the open space.
Mu Qing squirmed in his arms, signaling to him to put her down. She didn’t want to be carried in front of everyone’s eyes like this.
Chapter 73
(23.4)
Yi Jia stared down at her from a high position for a moment, and the anger on his face gradually faded. He suddenly squinted his eyes hard, probably still feeling very uncomfortable. Then he removed his hand, rubbing hard on his eyes, repeatedly opening and closing them.
If she hadn’t been in such a bad state herself, Mu Qing would have thought he looked a little funny. She frowned and pushed him away with force.
Just as she thought that Yi Jia’s expression somewhat relaxed, like he was hesitating, she suddenly heard on the top of her head an angry roar, not very far away. A tall figure, like a gust of whirlwind, rushed towards them, and with a « bang », Yi Jia who was sitting on top of her was heavily knocked to the ground.
It was Li Mang who came over.
Once Mu Qing got free, she immediately rolled over and sat up on the ground, watching Li Mang furiously hitting Yi Jia with heavy fists on his face and body, one blow after another. For the first time, Mu Qing knew that fights between men could be so terrifying, that was a completely different concept compared to when women were fighting, pulling each other’s hair and scratching each other with their nails. Especially now, in the face of Li Mang’s heavy punches, Yi Jia was only protecting his head and face, and did not seem to have any intention to fight back.
Li Mang appeared to be in a rage as he punched him heavily on the ground. Then, he squatted down and angrily yelled something at him.
Yi Jia slowly sat up from the ground and met his eyes on the same level, he extended his hand to wipe the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and then suddenly started yelling too.
He was speaking very quickly, and his expression looked more and more agitated, and then after, his whole face looked completely red, with traces of the grass ashes from before as well as blood stains he got from being just beaten by Li Mang. He looked absolutely monstrous.
Mu Qing did not know what he said, but Li Mang looked obviously shaken by his words. She saw him frowning more and more seriously, his expression looked gloomy, like dark clouds gathering in the sky before a storm. Li Mang clenched his fists so tightly they let out a clucking sound, he was on top of him, seemingly trying to hold back from hitting him again.
But Yi Jia suddenly made a move. The words he said inflamed him, and he suddenly threw a fist hard into Li Mang’s face. Li Mang side-stepped, but the punch was too strong, as if it was filled with all of Yi Jia’s anger, and he fell down, with his face facing the ground because of the blow.
Mu Qing vaguely felt it. The fight between these two men, at the beginning, was because of her. But now, the fight between them probably had nothing to do with her anymore.
She cried out in fear, and immediately wanted to help him up, but just as she tried to stand up, she felt pain in her ankle, and let out a low groan, before sitting back on the ground.
When Li Mang heard her voice, he quickly turned over and rolled up to her. With one glance he noticed her slightly swollen right ankle. He frowned as he reached out to gently massage it, he then knew that the bone wasn’t hurt, and his expression slightly relaxed. He extended his hands and picked her up, and then strode with big steps towards the settlement. As he left, he never looked back at Yi Jia.
Mu Qing shrank in his arms, completely relaxed. She was surprised to find that she was still clutching in her hands the small piece of cloth that caused trouble. She couldn’t help but raise her eyes to secretly peek at Yi Jia, who had been left behind. She saw him still sitting there, with his eyes fixed on Li Mang’s back gradually getting further away, he looked absolutely wretched, but the expression on his face still revealed stubborn pride and lonesomeness.
(24.1)
When Li Mang carried Mu Qing back, it was dusk and the settlement was getting busy, from far away, one could see the smoke up in the air, coming from the open space.
Mu Qing squirmed in his arms, signaling to him to put her down. She didn’t want to be carried in front of everyone’s eyes like this.
