My Wife is Unbeatable in the Whole World, Touch Me If You Dare!

Phoenix stepped out to chase after Yiren but soon returned.

She looked at Li Nuo and Song Jiaren, shaking her head and said, "I couldn't catch up with her."

Yiren was from the Fourth Realm; if she truly resolved to leave, Phoenix, being a mere commoner, surely couldn't stop her.

Li Nuo glanced at the music box in his hand. It was something she cherished greatly, even refusing to let Ning'er touch it, yet she had left it behind before she left.

And her words just now, they didn't sound like a farewell, more like a final parting.

Unreasonably, those words tore at the heart.

Gazing in the direction Yiren had departed, Jiaren gently released Li Nuo's hand, lowered her head in contemplation for a moment, and softly said, "Husband."

Li Nuo's gaze turned toward her.

Thinking of Yiren's expression when saying goodbye, a sense of guilt grew in her heart. She lifted her head, looked at Li Nuo, and asked, "Did I treat Yiren too unfairly?"

She had never felt this way before.

But since starting her new Cultivation Technique, this guilt seemed to grow day by day.

Until just now, when she saw Yiren's tears fall, this guilt reached its peak.

Li Nuo didn't know how to respond.

In this matter, the Lady Mother-in-law was at fault, the Song Family was at fault, and both he and Jiaren had selectively ignored her.

The only one without any fault at all was Yiren.

If apologies were to be made, then everyone owed her an apology.

Before Li Nuo could respond, Jiaren quickly walked away: "I'll go after her."

Phoenix looked at Li Nuo with a helpless expression.

She had already done so much for them, but Yiren also had her own wishes.

Clearly, she chose to let go completely.

She sighed softly. Perhaps this was simply karma.

At this moment.

At one of Chang'an's city gates.

Song Yiren stood beneath the towering city walls, taking one last look at Chang'an.

Just as she was about to step out of the gate, a panicked and fearful voice reached her ears.

"Save me!"

"Let go of me, please let go!"

"No, don't!"

She turned her head toward the source of the noise and saw a man publicly harassing a woman in the street.

The woman's face was filled with fear, desperately seeking help from the passing crowd who cast frequent sidelong glances.

But after just a glance, they quickly avoided further involvement.

Judging by the man's attire and accessories, he was either rich or noble, with several menacing guards by his side. Common folk dared not provoke them.

In Chang'an, it was common for nobles to roam about, and commoners had to live with utmost caution here.

A moment's kindness could ruin their entire lives.

But they were puzzled too.

Public harassment of respectable families was rare in Chang'an.

This sort of typical young thug harassing women in the street was a scenario usually found in plays or novels.

How could those true noblemen stoop to such a status-diminishing act? The top Oiran courtesans of Chang'an's brothels were at their disposal; with money and power, what kind of woman couldn't they obtain?

Even if they truly fancied a respectable maiden, there were countless ways to make her yield.

At worst, if they wanted to indulge in some depraved activity, they could secretly have someone knock her out, or sneak into her room at night, and leave without a trace.

To brazenly harass someone in broad daylight—could this person not be a local of Chang'an, or had he really never felt the fist of the Ministry of Justice?

"Let her go!"

While most onlookers kept their distance, suddenly a shout of anger was heard.

A young woman approached with determined strides.

Bang!

The noble son harassing the lady in the street was kicked away by the young and beautiful woman. The guards tried to stand up for their master but were beaten down by her, one punch each. Soon, they were all wailing on the ground, unable to get up.

"Beautiful!"

"Well done!"

"What a skilled heroine!"

The crowd watched from afar, clapping and cheering for the woman who stood up to bullying and beat the disrespectful servant.

Though they themselves didn't dare to act, seeing someone else take action against injustice was satisfying.

Song Yiren stepped forward and helped the woman, whose clothing had been partially stripped off, revealing much of her shoulder, to get dressed, and then asked, "Miss, are you okay?"

Instead of showing any signs of the previous panic, the woman's face froze in astonishment, looking at Song Yiren with annoyance, "What are you doing?"

Song Yiren was slightly taken aback and said, "I saved you, and you..."

The woman shook off her hand and said, "What do you mean you saved me? I was just playing and acting with this gentleman. Did I need your help? Why are you meddling in other people's business? Really, you ruined all the fun..."

She hurriedly ran to the noble son who had been kicked to the ground by Song Yiren, expressing concern, "Young Master, are you okay?"

Not only was Song Yiren dumbfounded at this scene, but even the onlookers were stunned.

They were actually play-acting?

Acting out the scene of a rogue young master harassing a common girl in public...

Who would have thought?

Since it was just play-acting, naturally, the government couldn't intervene.

Shocked as they were, the people couldn't help but marvel at how the rich found ways to amuse themselves...

Such a scenario was beyond their wildest thoughts.

They had just been curious about how such an event of harassing a common girl in public could happen in Chang'an.

It turned out to be all a misunderstanding.

Song Yiren stood speechless, not giving another glance to the shameless couple, and was about to leave when the woman crouched down by the young master's side and gently shook him, saying, "Young Master, get up..."

However, no matter how much she shook him, the young master showed no response.