Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 231: Gu Yan "Gu Shiwu

There are eight of them, each one strong and robust.

The other party, only one person, no matter how capable, can they fight against eight?

Gu Yan laughed heartily, "Oh, none of you can match me. If you’re smart, release the person immediately and leave; I’ll pretend I didn’t see anything."

The warning was evident.

Zhang Dash shouted angrily, "To hell with you!"

The group remained stubborn, and Gu Yan was not polite either. He leaped from the horseback, flying towards Zhang Dash with his right leg leading, producing a sound that sliced through the wind fiercely.

Even a layperson could tell at a glance that he was a master in martial arts.

Zhang Dash and Sun Lin had a foundation in martial arts themselves, having been tyrannical and involved in brawls in Xuan City for many years, they recognized it instantly!

The two narrowly dodged to the sides; they almost got kicked if they had been a step slower.

He commanded the men behind him, "Brothers, up, we must teach him a lesson!"

Zhang Dash’s eyes widened like a tiger’s, face twisted in anger, ignoring the injury on his hand, he rushed up to face the man in the cobalt blue silken robe.

Most of the men behind them did not have martial arts skills; usually, they relied on strength and numbers to win when fighting alongside the young master. Today, they encountered Gu Yan, known as "Gu Shiwu" in the martial world, employing his Green Peak Fist, the sweeping Flying Leg, left hooks, and right palm strikes...

They were beaten without any ability to retaliate, collapsing on the ground, howling in distress.

Zhang Dash and Sun Lin could barely exchange a few more moves, really just barely...

Both were already injured, while the man in the cobalt blue silken robe seemed not even warmed up yet.

The comparison was clear.

Gu Yan executed a Flying Leg move aimed at Sun Lin, with a sharp force, hitting him right on the head, and the opponent was kicked down to the ground.

He stood steadily after a dove flip, raised his thick brows at Zhang Dash, "So these are your eight men? That’s all there is to it."

The subordinates on the ground were a mess.

Zhang Dash charged up with a do-or-die spirit, determined to succeed or die trying.

Meanwhile,

Lu He took advantage of the chaotic fight, sneaking over to Zhao Jun’s side, anxiously looking him over, "Young master, are you alright? Why were you so impulsive just now? Your leg is already broken, if you fall and break an arm or your neck, even the Divine Doctor Xiao couldn’t save you."

The man’s face was worn and gloomy, with a sense of urgency, his eyes bright and staring intently at the person before him, he grasped her hand tightly, "I’m not afraid, for you, I would die again."

Even holding hands wasn’t enough to ease the fear just now, he embraced her waist, refusing to let go.

Muttering softly, "As long as you’re alright, as long as you’re alright."

The clouds begin to rise as the sun sets over the pavilion, the mountain rain approaches as the wind fills the house. Upon listening closely, his voice held a trace of sobbing.

With narrow, slender eyes carrying a hint of laughter, the beauty looked at him, "Oh, how come I didn’t notice, the Eldest Young Master is getting more and more sentimental. Da Chun is not here, he’s missing quite the show from you."

Easing the atmosphere under the guise of a joke, the man holding her felt a surge of displeasure.

Da Chun? It seems she’s mentioned him many times!

He hugged the woman’s waist even tighter.

In their moment of sweet intimacy, Gu Yan, off to the side, pretended to cough twice, "Ahem ahem!"

There are still people around, please be mindful~

Lu He immediately released the Eldest Young Master’s hand, flashing a broad smile, stood up and curtseyed to the benefactor, "Thank you for saving us today; otherwise, my friend and I probably wouldn’t have made it past this road."