Blossom In Adversity - Vol. 2

C308. Guarding (1).

Chapter 308 Guarding (1)

Although startled by his niece’s unexpected ferocity, Hua Pingyang, a man seasoned by age and dignity, couldn’t simply stand idle while the younger generation took the reins. Pride and responsibility burned within him.

He was no novice in the gentlemanly arts—perhaps not a master of all, but archery was his strength. Yet now, stripped of bow and arrow, he stood unarmed and vulnerable. His sharp eyes darted around the alley until they landed on a sturdy stick near the entrance. Without hesitation, he lunged for it, his movements decisive and urgent.

Mistaking his intentions, the black-clad thugs assumed he was fleeing. One broke away to pursue him, but Hua Zhi wouldn’t have it. Breaking free, she intercepted the pursuer with unflinching courage, yelling, “Get inside now!”

Hua Pingyang snapped out of his hesitation, slapping himself hard across the face, the sting clearing his thoughts. These people were clearly targeting the Hua family – what was more important than informing his family to prepare for defense!

But his enemies weren’t fools. They wouldn’t let him slip through their grasp. Seeing him heading towards the Hua family, several of them came to surround him with ruthless intent.

"Jia Yang!"

Jia Yang immediately disengaged and rushed towards them, cracking his whip. The men who had been cornering him naturally didn't want him to interfere and chased after him.

Jia Yang, with a crack of his whip and a cold, determined glare, abruptly broke away and charged toward the chaos without hesitation. The thugs surrounding him, sensing his intent to intervene, weren't about to let him slip so easily. With snarls of anger, they tore after him, their movements frantic and their focus unrelenting.

Hua Zhi, sharp and calculating, wasted no time. As the men in black were fixated on the glint of her dagger, their eyes tracking its every motion, they failed to notice the subtle shift in her other hand. Gripping a slender, lethal hairpin, she feigned defense with the blade and then, with unflinching precision, drove the hairpin deep into the throat of one of the attackers. Blood sprayed in a macabre arc, but she didn’t even flinch. Without sparing a glance at the crumpling body behind her, she pivoted with deadly grace, closing the distance between her and Jia Yang. Intercepting his pursuers with a ferocity that left no room for hesitation.

She knew she couldn't save her uncle alone – Jia Yang was needed!

With the commotion outside, Hua Zhi deliberately raised her voice, sharp and deliberate, demanding attention.. How could the Hua family possibly remain oblivious to what was happening?

Meanwhile, Dongzi and Liu Cheng, the ever-watchful guards accompanying her, inched the door open just enough to peek through and relay the escalating tension to the family anxiously gathered in the courtyard.

The moment Hua Pingyu realized his daughter was out there, he surged forward, ready to intervene. But Hua Yizheng stopped him with a firm hand and a single directive: "Don’t stand in Zhi’er’s way."

"But—" Hua Pingyu faltered, his voice trembling as his eyes glistened with unshed tears. Sure, they'd heard whispers of her knowing a bit of self-defense, but in his heart, she was still the same sheltered girl he'd watched over her entire life.

How skilled could she be?

Hua Yizheng, with a barely concealed fury, clenched his hands into tight, trembling fists, the muscles in his arms straining beneath the fabric of his sleeves. His voice, cold and resolute, cut through the air. "I’m not going anywhere. As long as there’s breath in me, the Hua family stands firm. We’ll weather whatever storm comes our way—no matter the cost, come what may."