On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 2126 Stable Manager

Yan Ruyu moved with agility, like a willow catkin in the wind, lightly dodging a stick that was sweeping towards her calf. At the same time, she raised her hand and flicked her long robe, the hem of which drew an arc, just enough to block the view of another burly man.

The burly man didn't see clearly for a moment, his stick missed its mark, and he lost his balance and stumbled forward.

Huo Changhe caught a glimpse of Yan Ruyu's movements out of the corner of his eye, and his lips twitched almost imperceptibly, but he did not lessen the force in his hands.

With his left hand, he parried a club that was being chopped down, and with his right hand, he grabbed another club that was sweeping towards him. With a forceful pull of his palm, he snapped the heavy wooden club in two with a loud crack.

The burly man holding the broken stick froze for a moment, and before he could react, Huo Changhe kicked him in the knee.

"This kid is incredibly strong!" the short, stout man exclaimed, feeling a bit intimidated. But seeing his older brother groaning on the ground, he gritted his teeth and charged forward, aiming for the back of Huo Changhe's head.

Yan Ruyu frowned slightly, and with a flick of her fingertips at her waist, a silver needle flew out silently, piercing the burly man's wrist.

The burly man felt a numbness in his wrist, and most of the force he was using to grip the stick was immediately released. The stick veered off course and grazed Huo Changhe's shoulder.

Huo Changhe glanced at Yan Ruyu, then turned and grabbed the burly man's wrist. With a twist of his wrist, the man's arm was twisted behind his back, causing him to howl in pain. The stick in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

In just a short while, seven or eight burly men had fallen. The remaining few looked at the scene before them with hesitant expressions, their hands trembling as they gripped the sticks.

They looked at each other, and no one dared to step forward easily.

The middle-aged man struggled to get up from the ground. He looked at his subordinate who was lying on the ground groaning, and then at Huo Changhe and Yan Ruyu who were standing there calmly. His resentment deepened, but he also felt a bit more wary.

He clutched his bent finger, trembling with pain, but still gritted his teeth and shouted, "Charge! All of you, charge!"

The three burly men exchanged glances and charged forward again, attacking from three directions. They swung their clubs in turn, trying to distract the two men.

Huo Changhe shielded Yan Ruyu behind him, his steps steady, his hands flying, constantly parrying the clubs that were being hurled at him.

Either avoid the attack, or directly neutralize the opponent's force, and occasionally launch a counterattack, which can always make the opponent suffer a great loss.

Yan Ruyu stood behind Huo Changhe, her eyes clear, constantly watching the movements around her.

Seeing the burly man on the left quietly circle around to behind Huo Changhe, he whispered a reminder: "Left rear."

Upon hearing this, Huo Changhe slightly turned his foot and simultaneously threw a backhand punch, striking the burly man squarely in the chest.

The burly man grunted and flew backward, crashing into a dead tree beside him. He slowly slid to the ground and could not get up again.

Seeing this, the last bit of courage in the remaining two strong men vanished, their hands gripping the sticks began to tremble, and their steps slowed.

While Huo Changhe's attention was on another person, one of them quietly took two steps back and turned to run away.

"Trying to run?" Yan Ruyu said softly, then with a light step, she chased after him like a ghost. She reached out and grabbed the burly man by the back of his collar. With a gentle pull, the burly man lost his balance and fell flat on his face.

Huo Changhe also dealt with one of them, who was kicked in the back of the knee and fell to his knees, no longer daring to resist.

On the open ground, burly men lay scattered about. Some groaned and struggled to get up, while others passed out, and still others lay motionless on the ground.

The middle-aged man looked at the scene before him, his face ashen, clutching his injured hand, and retreated step by step, his eyes filled with fear.

Manager Wu looked at the newly delivered secret letter in the hall. The contents of the letter made his expression change drastically, and his heart skipped a beat.

Just as he was about to send someone to investigate, he heard his subordinates report that Zhao Lao Er had led his men to deal with the troublemakers at the racecourse.

Manager Wu felt a sense of foreboding and, without delay, hurried over here.

He stepped out of the hall and ordered his men, "Prepare the carriage. Also, pack up all the valuables and two chests from my room and load them onto the carriage!"

The subordinate was taken aback: "Yes!"

Just as Huo Changhe was about to subdue Zhao Lao Er, a series of hurried footsteps came from afar, and someone shouted, "Stop! Everyone stop!"

Huo Changhe and Yan Ruyu exchanged a glance and turned to look in the direction from which the sound came.

A group of people walked quickly towards them. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe. He had a shrewd face and a goatee. His face was a little pale, and he walked hurriedly with anxious eyes.

It was Manager Wu.

Manager Wu saw from afar that the open space was littered with people, with Zhao Lao Er being trampled underfoot and groaning, while the two troublemaking young men stood unharmed in the middle.

Manager Wu was startled, his pupils contracted slightly, and he quickly quickened his pace and rushed over.

The burly men who had fallen to the ground looked up at Manager Wu as if they had seen a savior.

Zhao Lao Er, as if grasping at a straw, struggled and shouted, "Manager Wu! You've finally arrived! These two lads barged into our horse farm and even injured people! You must do me justice!"

Manager Wu ignored him, his eyes fixed on Huo Changhe and Yan Ruyu, his gaze filled with apprehension and inquiry.

He could tell that these two people were no ordinary people.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his panic, and forced a friendly smile onto his face. He clasped his hands in greeting to Huo Changhe and Yan Ruyu: "I am Wu Kun, the manager of the horse farm. I was unaware of your arrival. My men were blind and have been very rude. I hope you will forgive them."

Huo Changhe looked at him calmly, without saying a word, only nodding slightly.

Yan Ruyu raised her eyes, her voice cold: "I wouldn't call myself a distinguished guest. I was just passing by and wanted to ask for a drink of water. I didn't expect the people here to be so 'enthusiastic'."

Wu Kun's smile froze, and he quickly said, "Yes, yes, it's all because my subordinates are ignorant and offended you two."

If you two don't mind, please come with me to the main hall for tea, so I can show you some hospitality and apologize for your apologies."

As he spoke, he gave a wink to the guards beside him, signaling them to pull the burly men off the ground.

The guards rushed forward and hurriedly dragged the fallen burly men aside. Zhao Lao Er was supported by others, wincing in pain, but dared not utter a sound.

Looking at Huo Changhe and Yan Ruyu, Wu Kun pondered their origins and recalled the secret letter from earlier. He felt a chill run down his spine and just wanted to get rid of these two powerful figures as soon as possible.

Huo Changhe glanced at Yan Ruyu and nodded to Wu Kun: "Alright."

Wu Kun breathed a sigh of relief and quickly made a gesture of invitation: "Please follow me, both of you."