His words were also a reminder to An Feng and the others not to spout nonsense. Borrowing and stealing were two different things. Nothing would happen to them if they insisted they were here to borrow.
“Shut up. I didn’t ask you—” The Junior Officer shouted.
However, before he could finish speaking, he saw a figure pounce on An Gouzi.
An Gouzi screamed and squatted on the ground as An Jiuyue’s fists rained down on him.
“Borrow? Try saying you’re here to borrow again! Do you really think I’m a good-tempered person? Do you really think you can trample me however you want?
“I would have left you hanging from the tree for a few days and let you starve to death if I didn’t respect the Chief and the Junior Officer! How dare you spout nonsense with me here? Did I allow you to speak?”
“Jiu… Jiuyue…”
The Chief, the Junior Officer, and all the people who had come with them could not resist gulping. They watched An Gouzi cry out in pain, unable to resist her hits.
They finally realized how powerful An Jiuyue was. She did not even give him a chance to retaliate.
“Ah! Ah, ah!”
Mrs. Jin screamed when she realized what was happening. After all, it was her husband who was beaten up.
“S-stop! An Jiuyue, are you crazy? How can you hit him!”
She rushed forward and tried to pull An Jiuyue away. However, An Jiuyue tossed her aside with only a flick of her arm. She almost fell.
She was stunned for a moment and shrank back, not daring to go forward.
An Jiuyue is really strong. I’m not strong enough to handle her. I’d better stand back and not cause trouble for my man.
Although she could not go forward, she shouted at the other onlookers.
“What are you looking at? Can’t you see my husband is about to be beaten to death? Hurry up and pull An Jiuyue away!”
But did anyone care about her? Everyone ignored her, and someone even rolled their eyes at her.
She was a typical ingrate. A few women had heard Mrs. Jin talk about how she wanted to repay An Jiuyue because An Jiuyue saved her and her daughters.
But how did she repay her for saving their lives? She allowed her husband to steal An Jiuyue’s food and did not even want to let An Jiuyue’s children off.
Why would they want to help An Gouzi? They did not mind if An Jiuyue beat him to death! They were just short of applauding An Jiuyue for it!
It was An Gouzi’s fault for being so arrogant and despotic to think it was right for him to steal her things.
“You… help him quickly!”
Mrs. Jin panicked again when she saw no one going forward to save her man.
If An Jiuyue continued to beat him, he would be crippled even if he survived! He was her husband—the only man she could rely on in her life! How could he be beaten so severely?
She jumped and shouted, “An Jiuyue, stop it! Stop it!”
She wanted An Jiuyue to stop but did not dare to go forward to stop her.
After a long time, An Jiuyue felt she had hit him enough and stopped. She rotated her wrist as she turned to look at the other dumbfounded men.
“Why? Do you want to be as dishonest as him?”
In other words, do you want to be beaten up like An Gouzi?
An Feng and the others shook their heads immediately. There was no need to think twice. They looked at An Gouzi. He was still howling. Who would want to be beaten up like him?