The Reborn Aristocrat's Daughter-Chapter 77 - Rescuing People (2)_1

“Hmm, it’s good that it doesn’t hurt anymore.” Situ Xin spoke in a normal tone, but inwardly she thought, “Sigh, there go two more elixirs.” She then glanced at the wound on Xia Yujie’s arm and took out a small jar of ointment from her pocket, passing it to Xia Yujie: “Treat the wound on your arm for now.

I don’t want you to die from blood loss later on.

Apply this ointment on the wound when you get back.”

After Xia Yujie had treated his wound as simply as he could, Situ Xin spoke up: “All right, your injuries are treated now; let’s discuss the serious matter at hand.”

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“Huh?

What serious matter?” Xia Yujie no longer saw Situ Xin as an ordinary child.

What kind of child would be like Situ Xin?

“Don’t you want to avenge your father and regain what belonged to him?” Situ Xin looked at Xia Yujie, her look implying that if he answered otherwise, she might kill him with her glare.

“How could I not want to?

Even if I have to perish along with them, I’m willing,” Xia Yujie said through gritted teeth.

“I’m not afraid of dying, but I must kill the murderer of my father.”

“Okay, no one is asking you to die with them.

I can help you get revenge.” Situ Xin saw Xia Yujie’s eyes light up when he heard her words, “You don’t doubt my ability to help you now, do you?”

“I have no doubts.” From the initial shock and disbelief—how could such a small child save him from those people—to witnessing this tiny figure standing so confidently and calmly, and curing his internal injuries with just two pills, Xia Yujie truly believed that anything this girl claimed she could achieve, she indeed had the power to accomplish.

“Good,” Situ Xin was satisfied with the shift in Xia Yujie’s mindset.

“I can help you get revenge and take back the Dragon Society.

But afterwards, you will work for me.” Situ Xin revealed her ultimate purpose for intervening.

“Of course, you can also refuse.” Situ Xin disliked forcing others because she knew that if the other party didn’t agree willingly, they wouldn’t give their best when it came time to act.

“No, I agree.

From the moment Miss saved my life, that life has been yours,” Xia Yujie said, and just as he finished speaking, Situ Xin heard the ringing of a bell from the other side of the fence, along with the sound of a teacher whistling and calling for assembly.

“Fine, I will keep hold of your life for now.

Also, it’s not safe for you to go out like this.

Do you still have anyone you trust?

If so, give them a call and have them come pick you up,” Situ Xin instructed, now in a hurry to leave, worried that the teacher might discover her absence.

If the teacher noticed she was missing, it would surely alarm her family, and this incident would escalate.

“Yes, I’ll call them right now,” Xia Yujie said as he fumbled for what seemed like an enormous brick-like cellphone from his person.

Watching the bulky device, Situ Xin’s mouth twitched, thinking that Xia Yujie really was a character, carrying such a large thing on him while fleeing for his life, seemingly unbothered by the bulkiness.

“Go on, call your friend.

Those people won’t wake up for a full day; I am leaving now.” Situ Xin was pressed for time, and as she approached the hole, she remembered she had forgotten to say something very important.

“By the way, give me a number to contact you.

I’ll need to discuss things with you in the coming days.”

“Okay, I’ll write down my number for you,” said Xia Yujie, rummaging for a pen and paper to jot down his number.

“No need for that, it’s too much trouble.

Just recite your number to me,” with Situ Xin’s current memory, she would remember such a short string of numbers just by hearing it once.

Though surprised, Xia Yujie complied and recited his phone number.

“Understood,” Situ Xin said as she was about to crouch down to exit, but then she remembered something else.

“Oh, and take this for self-defense.”

Situ Xin pulled out a small handgun from her pants pocket, one she had just made the previous night; it was still warm from being in her possession, and now she was giving it away.

“Alright, I’m off,” she said and then vanished into the alley.

Xia Yujie, holding the bulky cellphone in one hand and what he had initially thought was a toy gun—but on closer inspection, turned out to be a real firearm—in the other, leaned against the wall, his face flickering with ever-changing expressions.

About a quarter of an hour after Situ Xin disappeared, Xia Yujie finally snapped back to reality, picked up the phone, and dialed a close friend’s number.

“Hey, Ah Xiang, it’s me, Ah Jie.

Come to the school gate to pick me up.”

When Situ Xin emerged from the tunnel and came out from under the slide, the playground was already empty.

She thought to herself, “Damn it,” then took off running towards her classroom.