Blood gushed out from An Da’s shoulder.
The two thugs saw this and stopped holding him down. They left him on the ground since he could not move anyway.
Heizhuang’s mother was dumbfounded. She did not intend to stab her husband. She wanted to stab the person who captured her son.
How did I end up stabbing my husband?
Her hands trembled as she threw away the knife in panic. She did not know what to do.
Suddenly, she saw a familiar person in the crowd. Hatred flashed through her eyes. She picked up the knife from the ground and charged toward the crowd.
“An Jiuyue, it’s all your fault! I’ll kill you!”
There was only one thought in her mind—to kill An Jiuyue.
If An Jiuyue died, her children would become orphans. They could sell them however they liked.
Ministry Councilor He would not seize her son away. She only had to capture one of An Jiuyue’s sons for him.
“Ah! Move aside! Don’t let her touch you!” a man in the crowd shouted when he saw her rush over.
They heard the Junior Officer’s warning to avoid touching Old An’s family. They might contract the epidemic disease if they did.
The crowd dispersed instantly, leaving only An Jiuyue and Qian Jiyun.
“Pft.” An Jiuyue sneered.
She was about to kick Heizhuang’s mother away when a big leg immediately kicked her and sent her flying.
The knife flew out of her hand and began heading in An Da’s direction ever so coincidentally.
Old An had been helping An Da up. The latter wanted to get up slowly and had one hand on the ground to prop himself up.
But the knife that flew over suddenly slashed his hand on the ground, separating his four fingers from his palm.
“Ah!”
The excruciating pain in his fingers was much worse than being stabbed in the shoulder. His whole body jerked a couple of times before he could no longer hold on and fainted.
“Son! Son!”
Old An shouted in horror, but his son did not respond. Panicked, tears welled up in his eyes.
He could not understand.
We just wanted to sell An Jiuyue’s son. What’s the big deal? Why did my family end up like this?
An Jiuyue glanced at the man beside her. She would never believe he did not do it on purpose.
But why did he have to steal my limelight? He should have let me kick once! I only kicked Aunt Wang today, and I didn’t even kick her that hard.
Qian Jiyun and his sister did everything else.
“Bad luck!”
Ministry Councilor He looked at An Jiuyue and Qian Jiyun, then at Old An and his family.
He did not want to stay here anymore. What was he waiting for? He had obtained the boy already.
Hence, he instructed the servants and prepared to leave.
“Let’s go.”
“Grandpa, save me! I don’t want to be sold!” Heizhuang cried again when he saw that he was about to be taken away.
Old An was already in disarray because his son was injured. However, he remembered that Heizhuang was his only grandson, so he propped up his son and ran over to stop Ministry Councilor He.