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Lina was momentarily stunned. She saw Zuko’s gaze with a hint of rebellion and disdain for everything shining
through. In that instant, she not only felt safe but also filled with courage. As long as he was by her side, it was as if
she could walk the path without hesitation, even if it was full of thorns ahead.
“Zeke!” Violet screamed hysterically, “Who do you think you are? How dare you help this b*tch against me? Have
you considered the consequences?”
“Consequences?” Zuko sneered, his lips curling. “Ms. Grist, I didn’t receive much education, so I don’t know how to
write the word ‘consequences.’ Can you teach me?”
“You—”
“And!” Zuko’s gaze darkened as he approached her step by step. “If you dare to disrespect Lina again with your
filthy mouth, don’t blame me for being impolite!”
Violet, who had always been proud and arrogant, had never been threatened like this before. She was infuriated,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtshaking with a red face and shouting like a mad woman, ordering the thugs to vandalize the store.
The thugs immediately took action wielding their clubs.
Zuko pulled Lina by the shoulder, pushing her into the store while he stayed outside.
Lina took out her phone, intending to call the police but suddenly heard a deep roar from the man.
“Try me!”
The thugs froze in their tracks. Zuko’s cold and powerful presence made them hesitate and not dare to approach
with just a single glance. He seemed like the underworld king emerging from hell.
Even Violet felt afraid. She did not know what she was afraid of in this man, but he emitted an invisible pressure
that made her too afraid to breathe.
“Why are all of you standing there like idiots?” Violet’s voice trembled. “There are so many of you, and you can’t
defeat a single person? Smash the store!”
Zuko’s expression grew even darker, his gaze sharp as he coldly scanned the faces of everyone present.
The thugs, inexperienced and frightened, hesitated and dared not move forward. The one who had taken the lead
to save face raised his rod and shouted as he charged at Zuko!
Zuko dodged swiftly and grabbed hold of the thug’s rod to viciously fling him away!
The thug crashed into the wall like a dog, his head bleeding, and he lay on the ground wailing in pain.
The remaining thugs were scared out of their wits and quickly fled without a trace.
The Grists’ driver hurriedly came over, worried about Violet’s safety. He forcefully dragged her and pushed her into
the car.
As the chaos subsided, the entrance of the small supermarket became quiet once again.
Lina stared in astonishment. Her phone was still in her hand with the emergency number not yet dialed.
Zuko turned around and came back, expressionless. He picked up the strawberry slush he had not finished drinking
earlier and took a big sip.
The air seemed to freeze, and after a long silence, Lina timidly walked up to him and said softly, “Thank you.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmZuko was taken aback. He looked up, and there seemed to be something different in her beautiful eyes.
“Uh… it was just a small favor. No need to thank me.”
“No, I really have to thank you! If it weren’t for you today, our family would have definitely suffered again.”
“So, what do you plan to do?” Zuko’s expression remained calm. “Repay me?”
Lina blushed.
Zuko furrowed his brow. “I haven’t said anything yet, so why are you blushing?”
“You…” Lina glared at him, biting her lip.
A customer came in to make a purchase, so she turned her head to the cashier, leaving him with a slender back.
Zuko could not help but curl his lips.
He enjoyed teasing her, playing pranks on her, and seeing her pout without being able to say a word.
He faintly recalled the image of him holding the hand of a little girl. The little girl took unsteady steps and had yet to
learn how to speak. He would pinch her face, and she would cry in protest.
That little girl was called Pammy. She would be the same age as Lina this year if she were still alive.