Chapter 1262: Zhang Ning Injured? As Land Yun approached the convenience store, he paused, sniffing at his own scent. Fortunately, thanks to Liu Yun's timely reminder, he hadn't allowed the distinct feminine aroma to cling to him. Pushing through the crowd, he reached the counter and glanced at the several women busily attending to their duties. A warm smile played on his lips—he felt truly fortunate to have such lively, graceful women accompanying him, not only sharing his journey but also getting along harmoniously. Heaven had forsaken him, yet here came these beautiful women to make amends. The bustling scene gradually eased as evening classes drew near, and Land Yun, with his stomach growling from hunger, turned to the women and said, "Ladies, my dear wives, I'm off to fetch meals for all of you." Well, with so many people and the dining supplies running short, Land Yun simply dashed into the back room, grabbed an aluminum pot, and bolted out—leaving the women in awe. At this time of day, the food in the canteen was already getting scarce. When Lu Yun entered, he just happened to see Zhang Ning cleaning the indoor area. Surveying the room, Lu Yun noticed that Zhang Yi and Liu Yun were not there. Without making a sound, Lu Yun quietly approached Zhang Ning and gently tapped her on the back. Zhang Ning did not react with the surprise Lu Yun had expected—instead, she emitted a sharp, painful cry. Yes, a cry of genuine pain, one that conveyed clear discomfort. This completely surprised Lu Yun. Though his strength had improved significantly over the years, it was still far from sufficient to cause such intense pain in Zhang Ning. After all, Lu Yun had only lightly tapped her—no more than a gentle stroke—so why did she react with such a strong, painful cry? Suddenly, Lu Yun seemed to see again the scars on Zhang Ning's back—crisscrossed and resembling rows of fierce, serpentine wounds. The aluminum pot clattered to the ground as he grasped Zhang Ning's arms, turning her over, watching her pained expression and sharply demanding, "Ning姐, what's wrong? Did you get hurt again?" When Zhang Ning saw Lu Yun, her heart skipped a beat, as if some secret was about to be revealed. She quickly shook her head, saying, "Nothing. You just appeared suddenly from behind me and startled me." Though her arms slightly struggled, as though pulling at her back, her delicate brows furrowed tightly, yet despite the intense pain, this expression vanished almost instantly as she forced herself to remain composed. "You're lying," Lu Yun's eyes flashed with intensity, firmly stating, "Show me your back. Show me!" His voice naturally grew louder. Zhang Ning's eyes flashed with a touch of panic, and she quickly shook her head, saying, "There's really nothing wrong—just startled by you. Land Yun, please let go of me right away. If my brother sees me like this, he'll be furious!" "Ms. Zhang, what exactly has Brother Zhang been doing with you? Why have you kept getting injured on your back?" Land Yun's eyes were wide open, nearly gushing with intensity. He released Zhang Ning's arms and immediately reached for her top, determined to examine the injuries that were causing her so much pain. "Land Yun, no, please—don't!" Zhang Ning tried to step back, her voice filled with endless appeal. "I have to see it!" Land Yun's tone was firm and unyielding. Though his movements seemed forceful, they were actually gentle, as if he were afraid of hurting her at all. However, as soon as Land Yun finished speaking, a sharp shout erupted suddenly at the entrance of the canteen: "Land Yun, what are you doing? What's going on? Let go of my sister!" "Here came Zhang Yi, accompanied by Liu Yun, who was holding a paper package in each hand, the contents of which were unknown. Seeing his sister being unkindly treated by Lu Yun, Zhang Yi was furious, ignoring Liu Yun's attempts to stop him, and picked up a door latch at random, spinning it like a windmill, and charged it at Lu Yun with great force. He had always known how much Zhang Yi cared for his sister Zhang Ning, but never expected such a strong reaction—without even asking questions, he had already dealt a severe blow to Lu Yun, the man who had given him his second chance. "Zhang Yi, what are you doing?" Liu Yun, seeing her husband charging at Lu Yun with such intensity, grew pale, dropped the paper packages she was holding, and hurried after him, at the same time shouting to Lu Yun, "Lu Yun, run! Zhang Yi is going berserk!" "Brother, please—don't!" Zhang Ning, upon seeing her elder brother suddenly appear, grew even paler, and with both hands pressing firmly, tried to shield Lu Yun behind her. Zhang Yi was tall and strong, with ample strength—this single blow, if it landed on Lu Yun, would surely knock him senseless. "Four-legged snake, if I don't make it, you'll just watch?" Lu Yun mentally summoned his humble dragon, then continued lifting Zhang Ning's shirt, completely ignoring Zhang Yi's powerful, forceful strike. "By the heavens, I never thought I'd be disturbed while Dragon Grandpa was sleeping so soundly," the humble dragon sighed in deep frustration, yet didn't hesitate. As Zhang Yi's door latch sliced across Lu Yun's back, a faint, almost imperceptible glow instantly flashed from Lu Yun's back, forming a protective aura that tightly shielded his entire back. Crack. Zhang Yi swung his staff hard against Lu Yun's back, yet what astonished him most was that despite the force and strength of his blow, Lu Yun only slightly staggered, while the door latch in Zhang Yi's hand—thick as his wrist—shattered into two pieces at once. "Bro, why did you hit so hard? Are you okay, Lu Yun?" said Zhang Ning, her voice trembling with concern, as she stared at the broken door latch. "You've never been this clumsy before!" By this time, Liu Yun had also caught up. Nervously, she scolded her husband sharply, then approached Lu Yun to ask a few questions. When she learned that Lu Yun was unharmed, she finally exhaled in relief, turned sharply to Zhang Yi, and scolded him, "Good thing you didn't do any serious damage. Otherwise, I'll have your head for this!" Zhang Yi, who had always followed Liu Yun's words without question, now seemed completely oblivious to his wife's words, staring at Lu Yun in utter astonishment. He silently pondered—was this young man really practicing a form of hard-body power? Yet as a trained martial artist himself, Zhang Yi found himself even more puzzled. Even if Lu Yun were practicing hard-body power, he simply didn't have enough time to gather his breath and align his back, let alone under Zhang Yi's swift, almost surprise attacks. A few days ago, Zhang Yi had heard that Lu Yun had fought a fierce battle outside the canteen, humiliating the people from Ege Village. He had initially thought it was just an exaggeration by others. But now, witnessing Lu Yun's actual strength, Zhang Yi was genuinely impressed. "Lu Yun, though you are indeed a great benefactor to me, I had previously warned you not to trouble my sister. What you've just done—well, it's beyond what I'd need to do to kill you." Zhang Yi gently pushed Li Yun aside, easing her out of the way, then pressed down on Lu Yun's arm, holding firm on the collar of Zhang Ning's shirt, trying to exert enough force to make Lu Yun suffer so that he would let go. Zhang Ning injured?