After being read by the mind, my apprentice wanted to rebel

Chapter 207: Refusing to Let Them Go

After those people walked farther and farther away until they completely disappeared, the little beggar, who had been keeping his nerves tense and holding on for dear life, finally couldn't hold on any longer. He collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball and fell into a deep sleep.

Xie Qijun was quick-witted and quick-handed. He rushed forward and hugged the little beggar.

After all, this guy is a "grown man", how can he let his master hold him?

Not to mention that men and women should not touch each other, even if there was no such rule, he would treat all men equally. He was not comfortable with any man having physical contact with his master, even if it was just a simple hug.

"Let's go back to the mansion first," Lin Xian'er said softly, her voice as gentle as the warm spring breeze.

After saying that, she and Xie Qijun turned around and left with the unconscious little beggar.

The butler stood at the back and witnessed the entire series of events. He was completely stunned and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

He thought to himself: These two immortal cultivators are really different.

Normally, cultivators who have reached the level of being able to freely enter and exit spiritual lands are all proud and arrogant. How could they be so concerned about a mere beggar? Their behavior is truly puzzling.

However, before the butler could figure out the reason, Lin Xian'er and others were about to walk out of his sight.

Seeing that the three figures were about to disappear, the butler came back to his senses as if waking from a dream, and hurriedly took a step forward and trotted to catch up.

Soon, the group returned to the courtyard safely.

As soon as she stepped into the yard, Lin Xian'er said to Xie Qijun, "Disciple, carry him into my room."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Qijun did as he was told and carefully carried the little beggar into the house, while the poor housekeeper was ruthlessly blocked outside the door.

After entering the house, Lin Xian'er quickly took out an extremely precious pill from her arms, gently pried open the little beggar's tightly closed mouth, and put the pill into his mouth.

Not long after, the little beggar, who was as pale as paper and lifeless, gradually woke up under the nourishment of the powerful medicinal effect of the elixir.

His cheeks gradually turned red, and his originally weak breathing became steady and strong.

"Tongzi, this little beggar will definitely be so grateful to me for saving him that he'll bow down to me. When that happens, he'll definitely tell me everything that's happened in Haicheng, big and small, hehehe..."

The system secretly complained: Host, you really think too much. How could this little beggar give in so easily?

However, it didn't directly refute its host's idea. After all, the truth would be known in a moment.

Not long after, the little beggar slowly woke up, opened his eyes, and found himself in a completely unfamiliar environment.

Instantly, a wave of fear washed over him, and he couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that I've fallen into someone else's hands? Has someone kidnapped me and imprisoned me here?

Thinking of this, the little beggar trembled all over.

At this moment, he suddenly turned his head and his eyes happened to meet Lin Xian'er beside him.

Seeing that beautiful and otherworldly face, the fear in my heart eased a little. I thought this immortal master must have been kind enough to save me, but what was her real intention?

The alert little beggar soon noticed something strange about his body. These changes made him more and more convinced that Lin Xian'er must have other intentions in rescuing him this time.

So, after a long silence, he finally spoke softly, "Thank you very much, Immortal Master, for saving my life. If there is a chance to repay your kindness in the future, please feel free to send me your orders. However, I have important matters to attend to right now, so I cannot stay any longer. I will take my leave now."

After saying that, the little beggar struggled to get up and prepared to leave.

Lin Xian'er stood quietly there, watching the little beggar slowly leave with calm eyes. She did not try to stop him, but just let him walk slowly towards home alone.

The other person next to Lin Xian'er looked at her tacitly, and then the two of them, like ghosts, nimbly avoided the patrolling guards and quietly followed the little beggar.

Time passed minute by minute, and the little beggar dragged his tired body and walked with difficulty on the road home.

Finally, after a long "trek", he returned to the dilapidated and crumbling house where he lived with Arya.

But at this moment, there was a sudden noisy and chaotic sound in the house. The sound made the little beggar, who was already nervous, frightened instantly. He didn't have time to think about it and rushed into the house.

As soon as he entered the house, the scene before him made the little beggar furious.

Several burly men were surrounding the trembling Erya, and the leader among them was Chen Chong, who had bullied them many times.

"What are you doing? Let my sister go!" the little beggar shouted at Chen Chong at the top of his lungs with his eyes wide open and face full of anger.

Why? Why, exactly? Why would these evil people always refuse to let him and his sister go? The little beggar's heart was filled with endless anger and resentment.

But unfortunately, reality is often cruel and ruthless.

How could the little beggar, with his frail body and negligible martial arts skills, compete with Chen Chong and her group of strong and well-trained villains?

After just a moment, the little beggar was defeated in the confrontation with Chen Chong and others, and his little head was ruthlessly stepped on by Chen Chong.

"Brother," seeing her brother being treated like this, Erya felt heartbroken, tears welled up in her eyes like a dam breaking, and slid down her cheeks.

She struggled desperately to break free and save her brother, begging desperately, "Please let my brother go, I beg you..."

However, her weak cries and pleas fell on deaf ears to Chen Chong and others, and did not arouse any sympathy from them at all.

Chen Chong's face was filled with ferocity. With a vicious look, she raised her foot and stomped hard on the little beggar's skinny head. Once, twice... Each kick was filled with endless ruthlessness and brutality.

"Hmph, you're asking for your own death, you dare to go against me? If Young Master Gao hadn't specifically ordered to spare your life, I would have made you wish you were dead today," Chen Chong cursed and stomped on him a few more times.

This nasty little beggar always caused trouble for him, challenging his bottom line again and again. This time, Chen Chong secretly vowed that she would never let him go easily.

At this time, the little beggar's head was bleeding and he looked horrible, but the hatred in his heart was burning like a raging fire.