Pei Qinghan didn’t hesitate to run into the construction site, where cement mixers and scaffolding were everywhere, leaving almost no place to set foot. Pei Qinghan finally stopped, put Yun Ya down on the ground, and said in a gentle low voice, "Wait here for your brother to chase away the bad guy, don’t go anywhere." Yun Ya hung her head and softly uttered a hum. So she didn’t see the gentle, beautiful smile at the corner of the youth’s lips. "Overconfident and seeking death," sneered the man in black, contemptuously. Pei Qinghan’s eyes turned cold as the secluded moon in an instant, and he casually picked up a section of iron rod, which had fallen off the scaffolding. It was about a foot long and as thick as an adult’s thumb. Weighing it in his hand, he said tenderly to Yun Ya, "Be good, close your eyes." Yun Ya obediently closed her eyes. With a cold smile on his thin lips, the youth suddenly turned around, the iron rod in his hand carrying the force of a thousand pounds as he aimed for the man in black’s forehead, a blow that could split even an iron head open. The man in black agilely dodged aside, the iron rod struck the ground with a dull sound, and Yun Ya felt the ground tremble beneath her. The man in black laughed coldly, like the shrieking of an evil spirit, making one’s scalp tingle. "Kid, you’re courting death, then I’ll grant it to you," the man said, picking up an Iron Pike and entangling with Pei Qinghan. The man in black was ruthless and lethal, clearly a well-trained assassin. Pei Qinghan quickly sustained multiple injuries, yet the man in black remained unharmed. Yun Ya watched with growing anxiety. At this time, Pei Qinghan was only thirteen, his skills still immature, hardly a match for the cunning and ruthless man in black. "Go, don’t worry about me," yelled Yun Ya. Pei Qinghan’s chest took another blow from the Iron Pike, sending him flying. The iron rod fell from his hand, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, shook his head to recover, and struggled to stand up. "Little sister... don’t be afraid, brother won’t let anything happen to you." His gentle voice came through in intermittent bursts. Yun Ya’s eyes blurred. Was it all predetermined by fate? In past and present lives, I will owe you. "Not every attempt at playing the hero is backed by strength," mocked the man in black, walking over to Pei Qinghan and grabbing his neck, only needing to twist slightly to end the young life in his hands. "Don’t...." Tears finally fell down Yun Ya’s face. Why did it have to be ? Why? Suddenly, the man in black’s eyes bulged in disbelief, looking down to see a dagger in his chest, the hilt held in a slender, jade-like hand. "You...." As he viciously moved to choke Pei Qinghan, a dark light flickered in Pei Qinghan’s eyes. He pushed the dagger forward fiercely, and the man in black staggered back, his grip weakening before he fell to the ground with a loud crash. "Underestimating the enemy, that is your biggest weakness." However, the battle had drained him of all his strength, and as he relaxed, he collapsed to the ground. Yun Ya quickly ran to his side. "How are you?" Pei Qinghan coughed, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and smiled softly, "I’m fine." "Don’t talk, I’ll find someone to take you to the hospital." Yun Ya was about to get up to find someone when suddenly the black-clothed man, who seemed to have passed out, abruptly grabbed Yun Ya’s ankle with a harsh pull, making her fall towards him. Unconsciously, she reached for the nearest scaffold, and with a "clatter," the scaffold came crashing down, about to fall right on top of Yun Ya... Running on fumes, Pei Qinghan charged over, snatching Yun Ya and holding her close, using his back to shield her from the falling steel pipes. Warm blood splashed on Yun Ya’s face, the smell of blood almost covering her eyes. With Yun Ya tightly in his arms, Pei Qinghan tumbled to the ground as the steel pipes fell like Tarot Cards, quickly burying the man in black. Next to them was a large hole that had been dug out, more than two meters across, with sloping terrain, and just as they were about to roll into the pit, Yun Ya shouted, "Stop... stop now." This text is hosted at novel·fiɾe·net Out of strength, Pei Qinghan wanted to stop but couldn’t, and at the moment of the fall, he pushed Yun Ya’s head into his chest and turned his back to the ground... With a heavy "thud," Yun Ya even heard the "crack" of breaking bones... A long silence followed... Yun Ya crawled off him quickly, hearing his suppressed cry of pain. She immediately knelt beside him, wanting to reach out to help him, but at a slight movement, Pei Qinghan let out a light "hiss," causing Yun Ya to retract her hand like touching electricity.