Fane gazed over the two; he put on a faint yet gentle smile on his face, and slowly paced toward the mother and the daughter.
When the two saw Fane was walking toward them, their hearts leaped into their throat.
"What—what are you doing?"
The middle-aged woman clenched her teeth, her body instinctively moved closer t o her daughter, trying to protect her from Fane.
"You—you are not from the Woods family! Who are you? What do you want from us?" The young woman asked in a trembling voice. "As long as you let my Mama go, I'm willing to..." She added.
The young woman tightened her jaw muscles and proposed.
Fane was rendered speechless. He had already announced to the group that he was from the Woods family, how on earth did these two still think that he was one of those bad guys?
"Don’t worry. I'm not a bad guy!"
Fane laughed bitterly, trying to explain himself.
"Brat, what have you done to both ladies there?"
The thing that was out of Fane's expectation was that the battling sound had attracted three men from the village who were strolling nearby.
When the three heard the loud swooshes and whooshes, they rushed toward the sound. Right after they arrived at the scene, they saw Fane walking toward the two women on the ground. One of the three —a middle-aged man—immediately shouted at Fane angrily.
"It's Moon and Aunt Tulipa!”
The young man of the three noticed that Fane was still holding a sword in his hand, he then quickly flipped his palm to take out his sword. He pointed it at Fane and hissed, “Brat, we’re from the Woods family! How dare you strike at them, are you digging your own grave?”
"Young Master Fane!"
At this time, coincidentally, several more people came into the scene, and one of them—a big guy—was excited after seeing Fane.
The big man immediately ran over and shook Fane's hand. "Hey, Young Master Fane, I thought you'd only come tomorrow and didn't expect that you'd arrive here today! You're fast!"
"Haha! Master Mason, fortunately, I arrived here earlier than expected, and just happened to run into these bastards who tried to kidnap these two and defile them. They'd have been in trouble if I only came tomorrow!"
Fane chortled aloud and stretched out his hand to pat Mason's shoulder.
"Young Master Fane? He's the so-called
Young-Master of the main Woods family?”
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