"Yun Chuyao." Tang Yun stared at the black-clothed leader, enunciating each syllable with clenched teeth and uttering the name.
At the mention of his name, the corners of the leader’s mouth almost reached his ears, "It seems that the Second Miss still remembers me."
Tang Yun held Gu Chengcheng tighter and tighter, as various memories fluttered through her mind.
The look in Tang Yun’s eyes as she gazed at Yun Chuyao was filled with nothing but hatred, hostility, and growing wariness.
Yun Chuyao, enjoying the sight of Tang Yun in such a state, casually weighed the knife in his hand, "Oh, the child in the arms of the Second Miss must be the little young master."
Seeing this, Tang Yun pressed Gu Chengcheng’s head into her neck and retreated two more steps, her cold face showing a bit more defensiveness.
"The Second Miss needn’t be so wary. Today, I’m here only for an item. If the Second Miss cooperates, I naturally will not harm the Second Miss or the little young master," said Yun Chuyao leisurely, unable to conceal the pride and greed in his eyes.
"I don’t have what you want, not sending," Tang Yun said coldly, a chill emanating from her as she stared at Yun Chuyao.
Upon hearing this, Yun Chuyao clicked his tongue disapprovingly and shook his finger, "No, no, no, you have it, Second Miss. Moreover, only you have it."
"I’ve said it, if I don’t have it, then I don’t," Tang Yun retorted frostily, steadily moving backward.
Yun Chuyao, hearing this, shook his head with a look of helplessness, "Since the Second Miss is unwilling to cooperate, then I have no choice but to..." As he looked back at Tang Yun, a chilling coldness lurked in the depths of his eyes, "take action."
Upon Yun Chuyao’s command, the black-clad men standing behind him moved.
They rushed toward Tang Yun, knives in hand.
Tang Yun burst into the house, placed Gu Chengcheng aside, quickly shut the door, "Quick, go upstairs, leave through the rooftop, find your Aunt Yue."
"Mommy..." Gu Chengcheng’s eyes brimmed with tears, blurred with fear and unease.
"Chengcheng, be good, if we’re late, both Chengcheng and mommy will lose our lives," Tang Yun firmly held the door, urging Gu Chengcheng.
Tears falling like broken pearls, Gu Chengcheng looked at Tang Yun, clenched his little fist, and bit his lip, reluctantly agreeing, "Okay."
Then he quickly climbed the stairs with his short legs.
Not long after Gu Chengcheng left, the living room door was kicked open, and Tang Yun ran toward the backyard, leading the line of black-clothed men there.
Soon, sounds of combat echoed through the backyard.
Upstairs, Gu Chengan was lying on the bed, holding a crinkled brown-covered book in one hand and gesturing along with the content in the book with the other.
Suddenly, he heard a collision noise from downstairs, followed by chopping sounds akin to cutting wood.
Gu Chengan sat up abruptly, pricking his ears to listen more closely.
While the noises continued faintly, a hint of panic rose in Gu Chengan. He furrowed his brows, tossed the book aside, and reached for the cane next to him.
Leaning on the cane, he limped towards the door.
The noises seemed to vanish, but Gu Chengan, relying on his cane, quickened his pace downstairs.
As he reached the stairwell and saw the damaged door, Gu Chengan’s complexion changed drastically.
At that moment, sounds of combat came from the backyard, sounds of metal clashing. Gu Chengan’s eyes darkened as he hurried towards the backyard with his cane.
He had just reached the kitchen doorway when he encountered two black-clothed men, who were sent after Gu Chengcheng when he went missing, each holding a knife.
Both parties were stunned upon meeting each other.
Gu Chengan, speedily recovering, braced himself against the door frame and swung his cane, blocking the knives aimed at him.