I've been bullied and humiliated for thirteen years; when I wake up, I'll be bloodthirsty.

Chapter 715 Silent Prayer

Seeing her appearance, Tu Jiuying's third uncle, who was standing behind her, couldn't help but advise, "Chief, this Miss Lu is quite skilled; she doesn't seem like a doctor who can't even kill a chicken, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Tu Jiuying said nonchalantly, "Her medical skills are undeniable. Is there any other doctor in the world besides Medicine God Valley who possesses such miraculous medical skills? So what if she's skilled? Do you think I can't handle a little girl like her? Third Uncle, you should be happy to have this help. Our caravan will leave this godforsaken place sooner or later and make a name for ourselves!"

Uncle San frowned, wanting to offer more advice, but unsure how to begin.

Tu Jiuying was the only daughter of the old gang leader since she was a child. She was raised by her uncles and elders. She was skilled, daring, ambitious, and even a bit capricious. She was not bound by emotions. Such a person was the one who was truly suitable to be the gang leader and lead their caravan to further growth.

Therefore, the gang leaders both respected and feared her, yet they all obeyed her and dared not disobey her. Under her leadership, the caravan would surely go even further.

If they hadn't encountered Sheng Junyao, that tough nut to crack, in the Northwest, the Northwest would already be their caravan's domain. If such a figure could have married their caravan leader, they would have been able to firmly control the Northwest.

Unfortunately, that man was too tough and turned the tables on them, almost wiping out their entire caravan. It was only thanks to the caravan leader leading them all the way back to Huangshadu and recuperating for two years that the caravan's foundation was preserved.

If they could truly form a marriage alliance with the leader of the Salt Gang, they would have horses, and the Salt Gang would have money. At that time, their horse caravan would surely be even stronger than in its most glorious days.

Third Uncle naturally did not want any further changes. This Miss Lu was indeed strange, but without her, Lin Wuji's injuries would be severe and his life would be uncertain.

Two hours later, the caravan brothers who had come to see Lu Yangyang for treatment had all dispersed. Huang Sumu's suturing technique was already quite proficient, and Lu Yangyang only cared about treating their wounds and stitching them up, paying no attention to applying medicine. She didn't carry much wound medicine with her, and she couldn't bear to waste it on these bandits.

Having achieved her goal, Lu Yangyang decisively left with Huang Sumu.

Back at her lodgings, Lu Yangyang instructed her two maids, "Go prepare some food and bring over a bag of brown sugar."

The maid had already heard about Lu Yangyang's heroic act that afternoon, and even knew a little more than Lu Yangyang herself. That was, their gang leader was watching nearby at the time, but did not say anything. It was clear that the gang leader valued this Miss Lu very much. In just one afternoon, Lu Yangyang's status in the caravan rose once again.

The maids went from being terrified at the beginning to looking at Lu Yangyang with increasingly fervent eyes. They thought that it would be a good place for them to follow Miss Lu in the future, so the two became even more enthusiastic and respectful.

Knowing that Lu Yangyang was going to take the food away, the two maids tacitly brought over more food, including not only the brown sugar that Lu Yangyang wanted, but also two bowls of chicken soup.

Seeing that they were sensible, Lu Yangyang stopped avoiding them and told them to stay and wait. She then picked up the food box and went with Huang Sumu to see Chen Rong'er.

The two walked together to where Chen Rong'er was. As soon as they reached the door, they heard suppressed sobbing and some discordant sounds coming from inside. Lu Yangyang's expression suddenly changed. She put down the food box, walked quickly to the door, and kicked it open.

The room where the girls lived was not big to begin with, and as evening approached, the light became dim. Two bandits pulled two or three girls down and vented their lust on them. The other girls seemed to be used to this scene. They just huddled together in tacit agreement, numbly and warily looking at the sky, not knowing whether they were counting the time or silently praying.