Chapter 45: Chapter 45: Killing with a Sword

In the mountain orchard, the peach trees that were only four years old were not yet sturdy, but they were full of lush branches and leaves, bearing large peaches.

Due to the flood, the seventy acres of crops in the field were all destroyed, making these peaches Shen Yuan’s only source of income this year.

But now, the orchard was filled with over a hundred ragged refugees, who were frantically grabbing peaches from the trees, ripe or not, some even broke off entire branches to carry away.

The entire orchard was on the verge of being ravaged by them.

When Shen Yuan arrived and saw the devastation in the orchard, his heart was ablaze with anger!

“Stop!”

The furious shout, imbued with the utmost anger of a Postnatal Martial Artist, erupted in the orchard, and the refugees stealing peaches were immediately stunned, all stopping their actions and looking over with some fear.

“Put down the peaches in your hands now, leave the orchard at once, and I can let bygones be bygones.”

Shen Yuan suppressed his anger and spoke coldly.

Zhao Shuan and Shen Wen’an, who had followed him, also silently stood by his side, vigilantly watching these refugees.

There were over a hundred refugees in front of them, and if not handled properly, provoking them could lead to deaths.

The refugees in the orchard felt Shen Yuan’s aura, looked at each other, and some timid ones even dropped the peaches they were holding and prepared to leave.

But most did not move. They had been hungry for many days, and now, seeing so many tempting peaches, how could they easily give up?

“Shen Yuan, we’re all folks from the same village. We’ve all been hit by the natural disaster and are on the brink of starvation. These peaches could save their lives.”

“You have so many in your orchard, letting us pick a few wouldn’t matter.”

As the two sides were at a stalemate, a young man in a long shirt, with slightly disheveled hair, stood out.

As soon as he spoke, he instantly gained the support of the refugees.

“Exactly, we’re just too hungry, please be merciful.”

“My kid hasn’t eaten for days!”

“You’ve got so many peaches in your orchard, giving us some wouldn’t hurt, would it?”

“We’re all from Yunshui Town; you can’t be so heartless…”

“Everyone, ignore him. There are so many of us, I don’t believe he dares to do anything!”

The noisy discussions grew louder, and some bold and wicked refugees even climbed the peach trees again to crazily pick peaches right in front of Shen Yuan.

“Ah Yuan, what do we do now?”

Seeing the situation getting out of control, Zhao Shuan felt frightened.

There were over a hundred refugees, and they were only two… or rather, two and a half people.

Seeing the fruit trees he had painstakingly nurtured being wantonly destroyed by these people, Shen Yuan could no longer suppress his anger and charged forward with the hoe in his hand!

Bang!

A middle-aged refugee closest to him clung to a peach tree in a mad frenzy and was struck on the back with a hoe by Shen Yuan, causing him to scream and roll away.

“He hit someone!”

“He hit someone!”

“Everyone, go at him together, beat this heartless guy to death!”

“In the face of a natural disaster, he’s hoarding so much food, watching our families starve, he has no humanity!”

With the middle-aged man’s shout, the other refugees were instantly awakened to their malice, rushing towards Shen Yuan with sticks and stones.

Shen Yuan raised the hoe, ready to face a brutal battle.

Swish!

A long sword suddenly swept in front of him, piercing through one of the refugees at the front!

The refugee, holding a wooden stick high, looked incredulously at the long sword that pierced from below his chest, his mouth opened a few times before losing breath.

The refugees behind him who were about to charge forward were all scared stiff by this scene.

The blood-stained sword was like a bucket of cold water, instantly quenching the raging malice in the refugees’ hearts!

“Killed… He killed someone!?”

“How dare he…!?”

“A little brat, so ruthless!”

The body fell slowly, and Shen Wen’an’s gaze was vicious, like a venomous snake, staring deadly at the refugees in front of him as he slowly withdrew the sword from the body.

Drip!

Drip!

Blood dripped from the sword, and the scene fell into an eerie silence.

“Steal from our family and try to harm my Ah Die.”

“All of you deserve to die!”

Despite his usual quietness, his childish voice was chilling to the bone.

Shen Yuan frowned, looking at his son’s back, a worry surged in his heart, but he also felt relieved.

This kid broke through to the Postnatal Realm a month ago. Despite his young age, his Sword Skill was quite sharp.

With things developing to this point, he naturally had to support his son.

Shen Yuan stepped forward with his hoe, standing in front of Shen Wen’an, and said coldly: “I’ll say it once more, drop the peaches in your hands, and get out immediately!”

The refugees, already shocked by the previous scene, were now terrified by Shen Yuan’s shout, and instantly dropped the peaches in their hands and fled in panic.

The orchard returned to tranquility.

Shen Wen’an, pale-faced, squatted in front of a peach tree and vomited.

His hand holding the sword was trembling violently.

Shen Yuan squatted beside him, gently patting his back, for a while not knowing what to say.

“Do you regret it?”

Shen Wen’an wiped the filth from the corner of his mouth, shaking his head with a resolute gaze.

“They tried to hurt Ah Die, they deserve to die.”

“If they come again, I would dare to use the sword again.”

Looking at his expression, Shen Yuan sighed softly and patted his head.

“Go rest in the shed for a while, I’ll handle this with Uncle Zhao.”

Shen Wen’an nodded, hugging the long sword and walking towards the orchard shed.

“Ah Yuan, now that there’s a death, won’t they report it?”

Zhao Shuan held a shovel, his face full of worry.

He didn’t expect things would escalate to a death, let alone that six-year-old Shen Wen’an would dare to kill!

“It’s okay, they won’t dare.”

The orchard is his private property. These refugees broke in, destroyed property, and tried to attack. Being counterattacked served them right.

Moreover, they’re all accomplices. If they go to the government, they would be the first to be caught.

According to Great Yu’s law, during a disaster year, robbing others of their property is severely punished. As long as they’re not stupid, they won’t report it.

“Brother Shuan, let’s deal with this corpse.”

Looking at the refugee on the ground who had lost breath, Shen Yuan spoke.

Zhao Shuan hesitated for a moment, then directly used the shovel to dig a hole on the spot and buried the body in the orchard.

After finishing all this, Shen Yuan clapped his hands, “Brother Shuan, about Wen’an killing, you won’t…”

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone!” Zhao Shuan knew very well.

Even if the government doesn’t pursue it, news of a five-year-old child killing with a sword would lead others to wonder.

They might think the youngest of the Shen Family is a demon reborn!

The Shen Family has treated their family well, this he understands clearly.

“Thank you, Brother Shuan. Now please go back and ask Hu Yufen and the others to help collect all these peaches.”

The entire orchard was in a mess, if the peaches strewn all over the ground weren’t promptly dealt with, they’d rot in the fields.

Though the refugees were driven away, the loss was still substantial.

Shen Yuan felt somewhat remorseful. If only he had harvested the peaches early, without the fruit, the orchard wouldn’t have drawn the refugees’ attention.

When Hu Yufen and others arrived, Shen Yuan briefly explained that the refugees were scared away by him, but the orchard was damaged in the process.

No one thought much of it, helping to pick up the peaches scattered all over the orchard, transporting them back to the cave.

The damaged peaches were selected as part of everyone’s daily food, while the intact ones were set aside.

After a few days, when the roads dried, they’d be transported and sold as soon as possible.

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