The village belle, Chapter 235: "Why bother seeking excitement all the time?" Why bother seeking excitement all the time? The elderly woman who sold sugarcane hadn't yet grasped what had happened when, suddenly, the ruler-length knife she had been holding in her hands was snatched away. Startled, she turned around to see a young lad shouting angrily and charging forward, followed shortly by a very beautiful young girl giving chase. After a moment of stunned silence, she murmured, "These youngsters are so odd—stealing my knife, which I use to cut sugarcane, is all to boost their own courage and avoid a lovely young lady." If Land Yun had heard her words, he would have been absolutely furious, to the point of being overwhelmed with stress and possibly even collapsing. The first time they went into the city, the two young men had completely outmaneuvered Yang Yanping, leaving her with nothing but her own money. Lu Yun was furious, holding his knife tightly and hot on the trail of the two younger men ahead. When people are angry, they typically push their own potential to the limit—Lu Yun was doing exactly that. With powerful strides, he surged forward like a leopard, his blade gleaming with sharp light, drawing gasps and hurried sidesteps from pedestrians along the way. Two defenders on the motorcycle spotted Ling Xiaoman standing barefoot by the roadside, calling out, and quickly pulled the bike over. The taller, solid-faced defender looked at Ling Xiaoman and asked, "What's going on?" Ling Xiaoman took a few deep breaths and pointed in the direction where Lu Yun had disappeared, saying, "Our money has been stolen. My brother went after the thieves. I'm worried he might get into trouble, so please go after them and check on what's happening." "How many people stole your money?" "Two. Two young men with yellow hair." "Stay right here and don't wander around. We'll get the thieves as soon as possible." The siren sounded sharply, and the two defenders quickly drove the motorcycle toward the direction Ling Xiaoman indicated. Ling Xiaoman sat down sadly by the roadside, feeling guilty: "Why did I care so much about others' ridicule and bring Lu Yun out here? Lu Yun, please don't get into any trouble!" "... Lu Yun took off running, closing the distance rapidly as he turned several streets, growing closer to the two young guys with hair like gold. He waved his knife and roared, "Get your butts down! You two scrawny kids—either hand over the money right now or I'll chase you all the way to the horizon and chop you both to pieces! Lu Yun was hot on their heels, eager to catch up with the two young men and recover the money they had stolen. Just as he thought he would soon close the gap, the moment he shouted, the two boys suddenly turned and slipped into a narrow alley. Having grown up in a village where alleys were a daily part of life, Lu Yun knew instantly that if he didn’t move quickly, they’d easily slip away. The thought struck him, and his heart immediately grew anxious; his steps became more agile and swift. The two young men, accustomed to such exploits in the city, were well familiar with every street and alley. Once inside the alley, they moved with ease, as if at home. When they reached the end and saw no one following, the taller one promptly said, “Second, we’ll go this way,” pointing to a side branch at the far end, and stepped ahead. The short, wiry guy trailed behind, feeling a constant sense of anxiety—perhaps never before had he seen a country bumpkin so desperately chasing them, or maybe it was the blade in the country bumpkin’s hand that unsettled him. Regardless, even if he caught up, with just himself and his brother, he’d be no match, no matter how much he held that blade. The short, wiry-haired guy nodded, wiped his sweat-stained palms on his clothes twice, then reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a stack of bills that originally belonged to Lu Yun. A faint smile played on his thin face. "Bro, we shouldn't be short on this—this content is from Chapter 235 of 'Rural Beauty.' " He dabbed a bit of saliva on his fingers and carefully counted the bills one by one. "Just short of three hundred—only ten bucks short." A look of surprise appeared on the short, wiry-haired guy's face. "If I can indeed die on a woman's belly, I'll consider that a blessing, heh." The two boys spoke as they walked forward. As they approached the end of the alley, just about to turn into another alley leading to the road, a figure suddenly burst out, the blade flashing with a sharp gleam, already firmly pressed against the throat of the taller, blonde youth. The holder of the blade, of course, was Lu Yun. When he rushed toward the alley, the two blonds had already vanished. At the end of the alley, two side alleys branched off. If he chose the wrong one, he would surely miss his chance to catch up with them. After a brief pause, Lu Yun decisively chose the right-side alley. The reason? Last night's rain had left only two large, scattered footprints—clearly made by the two blonds. Following those footprints, winding through the alleys, he finally caught up with the two young men. Having learned that lesson, Lu Yun didn’t rush in shouting or brandish his sword demanding money. Instead, he carefully observed the surroundings, maneuvered to the end of the alley, and concealed himself, waiting for the two young men to come to him. His judgment proved accurate—soon after, the two boys stepped out of the alley, and Lu Yun launched himself forward, his sword gleaming with a sharp, cold edge, swiftly resting against the throat of the taller one. “Who are you? What do you want?” the taller young man said, trying to remain composed. When the shorter one saw Lu Yun standing behind his brother, his face paled and he exclaimed, “Brother, it’s that guy from just now!” Upon hearing this, the taller one immediately changed his tone, his voice trembling, saying, “Brother, we were only playing a joke with you—we really didn’t mean to be serious. If we’re not careful and the blade slips, it’s no small matter.” This is content from Chapter 235 of the rural beauty series. To hell with you! "Who the hell do you think you are, playing games with me? Get your money back right now—otherwise, I'll cut off your brother's neck right here!" Lu Yun was furious, pressing down hard on the blade, which immediately sliced through the taller yellow-haired man's skin. Though only a thin layer of flesh was cut, the man was so startled that he nearly had to pee his pants. "Second brother, hurry and pay back the money to the young man," the taller yellow-haired man stammered, his legs trembling. If not for the fear that he might collapse and have the blade glide smoothly across his neck, he would have already fallen to the ground. The shorter yellow-haired man sniffed, reluctantly pulling out the money from his pocket and looking at Lu Yun. "The money's right here," he said. "Just let my brother go, and I'll hand it over to you." "For heaven's sake," Lu Yun exclaimed, "are you treating me like a fool? Put the money on the ground and step back fifty paces—then I'll release him." "Though they were two, they hadn't expected to be caught off guard—only one of them was taken down by surprise. Still, they weren't bold enough to act confidently. If, after letting go of him, they managed to pull out two or three knives from his person, Land Yun would only be able to endure being treated badly. 'Second brother, did you not hear me? Put the money down and move quickly!' The sensation of having a cold blade pressed against his neck made the taller, blond man repeatedly urge him. The shorter, blond man hurriedly placed the money on the ground and waved at Land Yun, shouting, 'Please don't rush—I'm going—I'm going!' As the shorter one truly stopped fifty paces away, the taller one trembled and asked, 'Brother, now, will you finally let me go?' Land Yun gave a cold snort, lifted the long blade from his neck, and then pushed forward, delivering a firm kick straight to the taller man's backside. The taller yellow-haired one let out a sharp cry of pain, took several brisk steps forward, and suddenly reached out both arms to brace against the wall, just avoiding a direct head-to-wall collision. His hands, however, were smacked with a wave of numbness and pain, and he shook them vigorously, gritting his teeth and drawing in cool breaths—clearly suffering greatly. "Bro, are you okay?" The shorter yellow-haired one rushed over immediately, leaning his head close to his brother's neck, checking carefully. After confirming only a minor skin abrasion with no serious injury, he finally exhaled in relief. Lu Yun waved the knife he was holding, bent down to pick up the coins scattered on the ground, and after a quick glance, judged them to be sufficient. Then he barked at the two yellow-haired youths, "Next time, keep your wits about you—don't just go around finding trouble for yourselves!" With that, he turned around, proudly carried the knife over his shoulder with a composed air, and calmly walked off. ... Rural Beauty 235, Main Text 235—Don't find trouble for no reason. Updated!