Shocking! The actress was dragged to the regent's bedchamber every night.

Zhou Ruoying scoffed, stepped forward, and raised her hand.

"I touched it, so what? Who are you? What's it to you? Get lost, or you'll be taken down with you—"

Her words were abruptly cut off before she could finish speaking.

Yu Chen raised his hand and grabbed her hand.

The mockery on Zhou Ruoying's face instantly twisted into pain and disbelief.

With a scream, he staggered backward, clutching his visibly deformed wrist, and knocked over a chair next to him.

Su Wuli felt a tremor run through her heart as she looked at it.

She knew exactly what kind of methods Yu Chen used; Zhou Ruoying's hand was probably already broken.

It's terrifying to even think about; she was once grabbed by the wrist by a man.

Although the bones weren't broken, the fear in my heart was real.

The remaining two were completely terrified, standing there with their faces ashen.

Yu Chen didn't look at them. He took two steps to Zhou Ruoying, who was curled up and groaning, and bent down to pick up a ruler from the ground.

In Zhou Ruoying's terrified gaze, he patted her face lightly.

"This hand," he glanced at her other hand, his tone flat, "was touched too?"

Zhou Ruoying shook her head frantically, "No...no..."

Yu Chen stared at her for two seconds without saying a word or making a move.

Su Wuli looked over there, but met the man's gaze, which he turned to her unexpectedly. "Close your eyes."

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli paused for a second, not daring to ask why, and quickly closed her eyes.

Yu Chen looked at the person sitting in the chair, whose eyes were closed, and whose face was full of panic.

He withdrew his gaze, flipped his wrist, and without hesitation, plunged the sharp end of the ruler into the web of Zhou Ruoying's hand that was bracing itself on the ground.

"ah--"

A scream ten times louder than before rang out.

Yu Chen seemed not to hear, loosened the ruler, and let it sit diagonally on the back of Zhou Ruoying's hand.

He stood up, pulled a plain handkerchief from his sleeve, and slowly wiped away non-existent dust from his fingertips.

Then he casually threw the handkerchief on the ground, covering her pained and contorted face with his own screams.

He turned around and looked again at the two people beside him who were almost collapsing.

When they met his gaze, they didn't even dare to scream; they just shrank back and huddled together.

Yu Chen glanced at him but didn't make a move.

His cold gaze lingered on each of their faces for a moment.

The two men's legs went weak, and they instantly knelt on the ground, covering their mouths tightly, not daring to make a sound.

After dealing with all of this, he still had no expression on his face and walked straight to Su Wuli.

"Open your eyes."

Although Su Wuli had her eyes closed, she heard screams and knew that something must have happened.

However, when she opened her eyes, she saw Zhou Ruoying writhing in pain on the ground, and the terrified faces of the other two.

These are the people who have been bullying her for a long time.

The heart pounding wildly in my chest was a near-numb shock.

My mind went completely blank.

She knew perfectly well that this was a dream, and she also knew that no one would lend her a helping hand.

Everyone was afraid of becoming the next person to meet her, the next victim of bullying.

Just as she was staring blankly at the group, Yu Chen, who was standing next to her, suddenly stepped in front of her, blocking the mess behind him.

Su Wuli still had tears on her face when she looked up and met Yu Chen's lowered eyes.

His chest seemed to rise and fall slightly, and his fierce aura subsided a little.

Instead, a greater sense of irritability arose.

He suddenly raised his hand and began to untie the sash of his black outer robe.

His movements were somewhat hurried, carrying an emotion that Su Wuli couldn't understand.

However, the next second, a robe carrying the man's body heat and scent covered her completely.

Completely covered up, only his face was visible.

The sudden warmth and envelopment made her freeze for a moment.

But then he saw the person in front of him bend down and then pick him up, robe and all.

His arms went under her knees and back, supporting her steadily.

Su Wuli was wrapped up tightly, her nose filled with his scent.

The cold, stiff bones seemed to soften a bit from the heat.

Su Wuli instinctively curled up, her forehead unexpectedly touching the fabric of his neck.

He carried her and walked a few steps to the edge of the podium, where he sat her down.

The height is just eye level.

Yu Chen placed his hands on the edges of the podium on either side of her body, encircling her, and looked down at her.

They were very close, and his breath brushed against her forehead.

"Did you see clearly?" His voice was low and cruelly blunt. "Reasoning with this kind of thing is useless."

He then freed one hand and pinched her chin.

The force was slightly less than before, forcing her to meet his gaze.

"If they hurt you, you have to hurt them even more. If they want to destroy you, you have to make sure they can never reach out again."

Yu Chen stared into her eyes, which were filled with undisguised coldness. "Fear and begging will only embolden them."

After saying that, he released her chin and glanced at the few people on the ground who were temporarily out of danger.

"Next time you encounter something like this," he said, sounding impatient. "If you can't run away, fight. Grab anything you can use as a weapon and hit them in their most vulnerable spots."

Su Wuli moved her lips as she listened to his words, but hesitated to speak.

Yu Chen suddenly leaned down, close to her ear, and spoke in a very low voice with a cold aura.

"Let them remember that they can't afford to touch you."

Su Wuli looked up at him blankly.

He was very close, and the fierce look between his brows had not yet dissipated.

As Su Wuli listened, her heart pounded wildly.

These words echoed the education she had received, which emphasized kindness, the importance of compromise, and the belief that violence cannot solve problems.

Su Wuli glanced at Zhou Ruoying, who was groaning in pain on the ground. A plastic ruler was still stuck in her hand, and blood was dripping down the edge of the ruler.

A chill crept up my spine.

This method of repaying blood with blood clashes with the values ​​she was raised with.

"But..." her voice was barely audible, "we can't do this...fight violence with violence..."

As soon as she spoke, she saw Yu Chen's eyes suddenly darken.

"We can't fight violence with violence?" He repeated her words.

His lips twitched coldly, his words dripping with sarcasm.

"So, you deserve to be tied up here and have them write humiliating words on you?"

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the deep purple marks on her wrists, then over her pale, panicked face.

"Are you just waiting for them to take pity on you and let you go? Or waiting for some kind passerby to come and rescue you?"

Yu Chen took a step closer, his aura imposing.

Su Wuli shrank back, intimidated by the coldness in his gaze.

"Su Wuli".

His voice wasn't loud, but every word pierced her eardrums.

"Is this how your parents and teachers taught you? To never fight back when hit, never talk back when insulted, and to reflect on whether you were kind or generous enough when wronged?"