Chapter 37: White Wolf

"Black Gold Society scoundrels! How many of them came?"

Nie Ying's gaze instantly turned sharp.

"At least... at least four or fifty! They're all wielding steel pipes and knives, and the leader is Bai Lang!"

Bodyguard A De gasped heavily, his face as white as paper, "We few can't block them at all; several brothers have already fallen!"

"Bai Lang, it's him again!"

Nie Ying's eyes were full of hatred, "Last time it was him who ambushed the miss!"

Hua Jing also got heated, "Nie Ying, with so many, a head‑on fight is impossible; why don't we call the police?"

"Calling the police is useless, Hua Lao!"

Nie Ying clenched her teeth, "The Black Gold Society has ties with the police; by the time the cops arrive, the brothers will already have been cut down!"

She turned to Jiang Feng, "Doctor Jiang, I'm entrusting the miss to you! You must watch over her and keep her safe; I'll go downstairs to block them!"

Jiang Feng raised an eyebrow, leaning against the doorframe, "You go down alone? With that small frame of yours, can you hold off four or fifty knife‑wielding thugs?"

"You don't need to worry about this!"

Nie Ying turned and sprinted toward the end of the Corridor, and soon returned carrying a half‑person‑tall Mystic Iron Greatsword.

Jiang Feng was stunned, "Damn, you really came?"

This woman is so fierce; why didn't he notice it earlier?

Nie Ying ignored him, hoisting the sword with one hand and charging downstairs.

Jiang Feng and Hua Jing hurried after, standing at the second‑floor stairwell and looking down.

Below, chaos reigned; a dozen thugs in black clothing swung steel pipes wildly.

The Maple Leaf Bar's tables and chairs lay scattered, and several bodyguards, bruised all over, lay on the ground still fighting the thugs desperately.

Behind the thugs stood a man in a white suit, twirling a silver dagger in his hand—Bai Lang.

Seeing Nie Ying come down, Bai Lang's eyes lit up, "Yo, Nie Ying, you finally decided to show up? I thought you'd stay upstairs and wait until we finished wrecking this place before coming out."

"Bai Lang! You despicable scoundrel!"

Nie Ying slammed the greatsword into the ground.

Clang— the floor shuddered.

"Last time you ambushed the miss; this time you bring so many to smash the shop—what exactly are you after?"

"What?"

Bai Lang snickered, took two steps forward, and looked down at Nie Ying from his height.

"Of course I'm here to claim territory! Nie Qianxue is near death, so why are you still stubbornly holding on? The sensible thing is to submit to me, otherwise none of the people here will get away today!"

"You're dreaming!"

Nie Ying shouted loudly, thrusting the greatsword upward and slashing at the nearest thug!

The thug hadn't reacted before more than half his body was cleaved, his flesh and blood a mess on the ground.

"Damn, is this woman that fierce?"

Jiang Feng stared wide‑eyed on the second floor.

He hadn't expected the seemingly frail Nie Ying to now be like a female war goddess.

Hua Jing wasn't surprised and added, "Of course, these years our street has relied on those two girls for protection."

The thugs downstairs were also frightened by Nie Ying's ferocity; they initially dared to charge upward, but after seeing comrades fall one by one, they began to retreat, and no one dared to advance.

In no time, a dozen thugs lay on the ground, and the remaining twenty‑plus crouched behind Bai Lang, unwilling to move.

Bai Lang, however, was not at all hurried; instead he laughed and clapped his hands.

"Not bad, not bad, Nie Ying—I'm liking you more and more. But with such skill, following someone who's about to die is a waste, isn't it?"

He took two steps forward, his gaze bearing a lewd smile.

"If you ask me, since Nie Qianxue won't live many more days, even if you fight harder you can't protect this Maple Leaf Bar. Better you submit to me; I'll petition the Dragon Lord to let you keep managing the bar, and no one will dare trouble you thereafter. Moreover..."

He gave Nie Ying an ambiguous glance, as if trying to scan her from head to toe.

"I could also take you as my wife; then you'd be my Bai Lang's woman, and in Jiangcheng no one would dare offend you. How about that?"

Those words made Nie Ying's face flush with anger, and her hand gripping the sword's hilt trembled.

"Bai Lang! You are shameless! The miss treats me like a sister; even if I die, I will never submit to a despicable scoundrel like you!"

"Shameless?"

Bai Lang snickered, "I call that being pragmatic. You think protecting Nie Qianxue will bring her back to life? Stop dreaming!"

He paused, as if recalling something, and clicked his tongue.

"It's a pity, actually—Nie Qianxue is so beautiful; if she hadn't died, both of you sisters could have married me, that would be a fine thing, what a pity..."

"Bai Lang! You're courting death!"

Nie Ying could no longer hold back, raising the sword to charge forward.

"Today I must slaughter you, you beast!"

"Don't be hasty!"

Bai Lang stepped back, pointing at the injured bodyguards on the ground, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

"Look at them! They're nearly beaten to death for Nie Qianxue. If you keep fighting head‑on, they'll all die here! You'd sacrifice so many for so‑called sisterly love, letting them die with your sisters—worth it?"

Nie Ying's steps halted, and watching the struggling bodyguards on the ground, her heart felt like it was being pricked.

These are the people who have followed the miss for years; she cannot let them die because of her own stubbornness.

She inhaled deeply, turned back and shouted at the remaining bodyguards.

"Brothers! Come over! Stand with me!"

A De and the few bodyguards who could still stand rushed over, surrounding Nie Ying.

Nie Ying! We'll fight with you! Even if we die, we can't let those bastards smash the bar and bully the lady!

Right! Fight them!

Nie Ying looked at her brothers, her eyes a little red, just as she was about to speak, Suddenly felt a sharp pain surge through her back.

It was as if something pierced her body, carrying a scorching heat.

Her body tensed, Slowly lowered her head, and saw a blood‑stained dagger thrust out from her own back!

She lifted her head; A De stared at her with a ferocious expression.

A De? Wh‑… why?

Nie Ying's voice trembled, she looked at him in disbelief.

I haven't treated you poorly before, you… why are you helping Bai Lang?

A De drew the dagger, and while everyone was still stunned, he ran straight to Bai Lang's side.

Only then did he, with a guilty look, speak.

Nie Ying, I'm sorry, I had no choice either… my family is in the hands of the Black Gold Society.

Hahaha!

Bai Lang laughed heartily beside them, rolling with laughter.

Nie Ying, Nie Ying, I told you long ago, surrender is your only way out.

Nie Ying felt her strength draining bit by bit, and the big sword in her hand clanged as it fell to the ground.

She covered her bleeding Injury, Slowly knelt down, her sight began to Obscurity, but she still stared fixedly at Bai Lang.

Bai Lang… don't be smug… the lady won't be harmed… she will wake up… avenge me… avenge me…

Wake up?

Bai Lang walked up to her, crouched, and lifted her chin with the dagger.

Do you think she can still wake up? Her Poison was the one I had A De deliver, she's doomed.

Bai Lang was exceedingly smug.