The Marquis Mansion's Elite Class-Chapter 220

Zong Wenxiu couldn't help but feel nervous for his younger brother as he watched the servant's face darken with anger.

"Jin Cheng, don't be impulsive," he whispered as a reminder.

Their aunt hadn't arrived yet, and acting on their own would be dangerous, especially since they were on someone else's turf.

The servant gritted his teeth and asked, "Young master, are you here to cause trouble?"

Jin Cheng wasn't afraid. "I'm just speaking the truth. Did I say anything wrong?"

The servant gave a signal to someone outside, and the auction continued. No one raised the bid further, and the item was sold for eight thousand taels to the Xinghua private room.

The Little Demon King was furious. "What are you doing? Not letting me buy?"

The servant smiled insincerely. "Young master, it's your first time here. Just enjoy the performances. Why spend so much silver?"

The three boys watched helplessly as Tongya was taken away from the stage, and the buyer from the Xinghua private room didn't even show their face, seemingly planning to take her away through the backstage.

The Little Demon King panicked. "Buyan, stop them!"

His brother had finally found Tongya, and he wouldn't allow these people to take a living person right under their noses.

Buyan leapt into action, kicking away the person holding Tongya and grabbing the girl with one hand while gripping the auctioneer's neck with the other. In a low voice, he said, "Step back, all of you."

"Trouble! Trouble! Run!" The audience, always fearful for their lives, didn't want to risk their safety just to watch a dance.

Soon, only the dance hall's people remained. Numerous thugs rushed out from backstage, some charging at Buyan, others heading for the three boys.

Jin Cheng kicked over a table, grabbed a stool as a weapon, and swung it at someone's head, imitating Buyan.

"Bang..." He hit, but it didn't seem to do much.

"What? Why didn't the stool break? And the guy isn't even hurt?" The Little Demon King howled in frustration.

He Zheng pushed him aside and swung the stool at the thug again, finally seeing the man stagger and fall.

Seeing that teamwork worked, the two troublemakers quickly joined forces, wielding stools together to fend off the servants flooding into the private room.

"Big brother, next time, could you pick fights with people our own age? These adults are too much for us!" He Zheng wailed.

The Little Demon King, having just delivered another kick, retorted, "Other than the four of us troublemakers, who else causes trouble? This is called leveling up in combat!"

"Right, the more we fight, the stronger we get!" He Zheng, now fired up, charged forward again.

Zong Wenxiu also swung a stool, but his efforts were far less effective than those of the two troublemakers. The two were skilled fighters, holding their ground against the adult thugs while Buyan brought Tongya up.

"Tongya!" Zong Wenxiu hurried over to her.

Tongya's icy expression softened slightly as she looked at the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar face in front of her. Hearing him call her name, she realized who he was.

"Wenxiu... brother."

Zong Wenxiu nodded tearfully. "It's me. Don't worry, we'll definitely get you out of here."

"Leave? You little brats, none of you are going anywhere!" A voice rang out from the second floor.

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Thugs approached from both sides of the private room, surrounding the group.

Buyan calmly said, "We are from the Yangyuan Marquis Manor. The two young masters only wanted to buy a girl today and had no intention of causing trouble."

The young man leading the group, the dance hall's owner, sneered. "What's a fallen Yangyuan Marquis Manor worth? Our dance hall has many powerful patrons, and none of them dare to cause trouble here. Seize them all, break their legs, and throw them out."

Jin Cheng's eyes widened.

This was the first time someone had so blatantly disrespected their manor. Even after hearing their status, they still wanted to break their legs. The arrogance was infuriating, just like that Luo Jingfeng.

Could it be that this dance hall was backed by a high-ranking official?

He Zheng shouted urgently, "Stop! I'm He Zheng, the legitimate son of the Minister of War. Do you dare touch me?"

The young man paused, narrowing his eyes. "Leave He Zheng alone. The rest, beat them as you please."

The Little Demon King: "???"

Damn it, these people really knew how to play favorites.

Jin Cheng, who had always been at the top of the food chain, was now being treated like nothing, and it made his head spin with rage.

Before He Zheng could say more, the Little Demon King yelled, "Buyan, twist his head off!"

Buyan: "..." Killing is illegal, young master.

But being the loyal servant he was, he charged straight at the leader, aiming to capture the head first. Fighting multiple opponents while protecting four children would be too difficult.

Luckily, the private room wasn't very large. Buyan blocked the entrance, and the thugs couldn't get in, keeping the four children safe.

At that moment, a group of people suddenly stormed into the dance hall.

Shunzi's voice echoed from below. "Everyone inside, listen up! You're surrounded. Drop your weapons, and we might show mercy."

The children were both shocked and delighted. "That's Shunzi's voice!"

"Aunt is here!" Zong Wenxiu exclaimed joyfully.

The Little Demon King immediately shouted, "Mother! We're here! Get rid of them all!"

Xu Wan had arrived, and she must have brought many guards. The Yangyuan Marquis Manor had a military background, and most of its guards were skilled fighters. They wouldn't lose in a brawl.

Jin Cheng could already imagine his mother ordering a massacre in the dance hall.

But unfortunately, Xu Wan was a law-abiding citizen.

Upon hearing that the dance hall had kidnapped Jingzhe's sister, she reported it to the authorities. A brawl in a busy area, regardless of who started it, was a serious matter. It was better to let the officials handle it, as they were in the right.

"Everyone, stop! Come with us to the yamen for questioning." The officials stepped in, taking away all the key figures and thugs on the scene.

The young man, realizing the situation had turned against him, signaled to someone beside him. The thug tried to sneak away to report, but Cui Liu kicked him back, sending him crashing to the ground, clutching his stomach in pain.

Xu Wan said coldly, "Who were you planning to report to?"

The officer added another kick and ordered his men to seize him. "We said no one moves, and you still tried to run? Take him away and interrogate him thoroughly."

"Yes, sir."

The Little Demon King clapped from the second floor. "Cui Liu, you're amazing!"

Cui Liu nodded at him.

Jin Cheng and He Zheng started cheering for her wildly.

It wasn't until an officer glared at them that the two little rascals quieted down and followed the group downstairs.

At the yamen, in the holding cell.

The three boys were detained again.

This was a temporary holding area, not a prison, but it was still dirty.

However, Jin Cheng remained optimistic. He comforted Tongya, who was in the holding cell for the first time. "Don't be afraid. My mother is very capable. She'll get us out of here soon."