Wen Xinya looked towards the passage on the other side of the commotion. A noisy sound mixed with curses came from that side of the passage, and then the culprit who caused all this appeared in the passage.
Wen Xinya's eyes narrowed. It was Anatoly whom she had met at the last Nantong cruise ship auction!
That handsome but mean and vicious man!
In the end, he was punished by Si Yiyan for insulting her.
After not seeing each other for three years, it seemed as if age had stopped on him. He was still as delicate and handsome as before, as if he hadn't changed at all, except for the evil smile on the corner of his lips, which had a bloodthirsty taste.
At this moment, a little boy about eight or nine years old was crawling at his feet. The little boy was naked and his body was covered with marks of whipping, which made Wen Wenya's heart tremble.
Si Yiyan whispered in her ear: "Did you see the tattoo on that boy?"
Wen Xinya looked towards the boy and finally saw the snake tattoo on the boy's bare back. Although the snake tattoo was somewhat similar to the Moville family's crest, it had no wings and no scales. It was a completely different species!
Is it just because you have a snake tattoo that you get treated like this
Wen Xinya would never believe it!
The man she saw outside the door before was shot and then dragged out, which showed that they did not want to disturb the Grand Duke's banquet, but this boy... was abused and even brought to the banquet hall. What does this indicate
Wen Xinya looked at Si Yiyan and suddenly understood!
The Duke of Moville wanted to use the child to establish his authority and make an example of him.
The child is not guilty, and the snake tattoo on her body is not guilty either. It’s her only fault that she is a yellow person!
The same race as Si Yiyan!
The banquet hall was bustling with noise, mixed with English, Spanish and various other languages, but Wen Xinya could still hear the excitement implied in the passionate tone of those people.
Her hands couldn't help but tremble.
Si Yiyan whispered, "Country E is not like Country Z. The people of Country Z have been taught to be respectful, frugal, kind, benevolent, righteous, polite, wise and trustworthy since childhood. So seeing blood on some important occasions is an ominous symbol for them."
Wen Xinya remained silent, pursed her lips tightly, and her body was shaking slightly.
Si Yiyan held her hand and continued, "But the warring country Z didn't shy away from this. In ancient Europe, there were some countries that sacrificed blood to heaven and showed blood to others on important occasions to demonstrate the strength and prosperity of the family."
Wen Xinya's throat was dry. "So this powerless little boy from Country Z became their sacrifice to show off their family's strength?" Her tone was filled with cold sarcasm. "You just keep bullying the weak and still call yourself powerful?"
In Country Z, bullying the weak will be criticized and laughed at, and the people of Country Z will give their sympathy to the so-called weak, so... Although our nation is not the most powerful in the world, it has the strongest cohesion in the world and is the one that can truly share weal and woe with the country.
It is also because of this that they have developed from a poor, poorly clothed, hungry and dilapidated country to what it is today in just a few years.
Wen Xinya was furious: "This world is full of terrorists, criminals, and dangerous people. They only care about enjoying the luxurious life of the nobility, using the so-called weakness to consolidate their power. How dare they call themselves powerful?"
Si Yiyan knew that she was upset, so he gently held her hand and pursed his lips tightly. This was like a slap in his face: "I'll call Yue Ze."
Wen Xinya nodded and looked towards the passage. There were already many people gathered there, and their excited voices sounded particularly harsh to her.
Anatoly put his finger to the boy's forehead.
Wen Xinya's eyes narrowed, and she stood up almost without hesitation, her high heels clanging loudly, with an overbearing aura.
"Don't move!" Wen Xinya's voice was as crisp as fragments, she bit the words fiercely, holding Athena in her hand, pressing against Anatoly's temple.
Wen Xinya's actions stunned everyone at the banquet!
The sound of gasps came one after another.
Grand Duke Moville and Si Yiyan stopped their actions at the same time. Grand Duke Moville waved his hand, and the guards stationed in the banquet hall raised their long guns and pointed them at Wen Xinya.
Si Yiyan gently turned the wine glass in his hand, as if he was not nervous. At the same time, a room of more than 20 people pointed their pistols at the heads of all the guards one by one.
No one knows how these people appeared and how they got forward.
Everyone raised their guns silently, and apart from loading and aiming, there were no other unnecessary movements.
Grand Duke Moville's face turned pale with anger, but he was more afraid in his heart. He didn't know if there was a gun aimed at his head or heart in the dark at this banquet.
Anatoly's men paused, but she still held the gun against the boy's forehead. She whistled at Wen Xinya and said frivolously, "How are you, beautiful lady?"
Wen Xinya sneered: "Thanks to your great blessing, I am naturally fine, but... I wonder if your injury has healed after all these years, Mr. Anatoly? I hope you don't leave any root of disease behind."
Wen Xinya's words reminded Anatoly of some not-so-good memories from three years ago. The smile on his face was extremely beautifully twisted: "I didn't expect that Miss Beautiful would still recognize me and even care about my health. I am really honored!"
Wen Xinya's red lips spread into a smile: "Put down the gun!"
Anatoly would not put the gun down easily. "My beautiful lady, you really love to joke. This man has violated the authority of the Duke of Moville. I am dealing with him on behalf of the Grand Duke. Do you want to interfere? You have to think it through. This is not Country Z, but Country E. And this is not Rex's territory, but the estate of Grand Duke Moville."
A subtle reminder that Wen Xinya had overstepped her authority, warning her to look carefully at where this place was.
Wen Xinya's thin lips showed a dazzling beauty under the light: "I say it again, put the gun down, my patience is not good, once my patience is exhausted, my temper will be very bad, once I am bad, my hands will be unstable, the gun in my hand will not be accurate, if I am not careful, it will go off, and someone will die, it will be bad, you say... right?"
Wen Xinya could not be threatened. Even if she did not take the lead today, Si Yiyan would have done it. Si Yiyan was not a good person and would not tolerate Grand Duke Moville's slapping in the face in public.
But the nature of her coming forward is different from that of Si Yiyan coming forward.
As long as Si Yiyan showed up, there would be a confrontation with the Moville family, and she... was just a woman, she was soft-hearted and didn't want to see blood in such an occasion, she felt pity, so she did something inappropriate, it was just a matter of a few words.