Yu Wangyou dragged Young Master Lin through the bustling, crowded streets. To avoid causing panic or a public commotion, she had wisely tucked her pistol away beforehand.
Yet, despite this, the expression behind her mask remained chillingly grim, as if she were suppressing endless rage and hatred. In the past, given her temperament, she would have long since put Young Master Lin to death without hesitation and discarded his corpse in some forgotten pile of bodies. But times had changed; she had to alter her strategy, choosing a different method to punish him—ensuring that while he remained alive, he would be as lifeless as a walking corpse.
"Look! Isn't that the young master of the Lin Family? Why is that woman dragging him around like that..."
"That woman is truly remarkable! She’s the savior of those poor girls!"
...
Passersby stopped to watch, whispering among themselves.
Chapter 119