Make. One. Wrong. Move. 1

He should be there, protecting his woman! Not the other way around! For fuck's sake, what was taking He Lianchen and Song Fengyan so long to arrive and save the two women?? They should have been here by now.

He didn't miss how Gu Yuyao shivered next to him as she watched the situation outside with interest. Was she nervous or excited? Feng Tianyi couldn't tell.

Thankfully, Auntie Lu and Tang Wanyu had forbidden the twins to look outside so they wouldn't be able to witness what was happening at the moment.

Still, he hated being here but not able to do anything to help Tang Moyu. Didn't she know how worried he was right now? Couldn't she tell that he wanted to do something to ease her burden?

"Pay attention, Feng Tianyi. See it for yourself. Tang Moyu isn't like any woman who needs to depend on a man to protect her." Gu Yuyao suddenly said, as if she could sense the inner turmoil in his mind. "Aside from the wealth and vast influence you have, do you really think that Moyu would need anything else from you? If it's not for her family's company, she wouldn't even need those from you." She cast him a knowing look.

Feng Tianyi's jaws hardened. Indeed, it was rare for Tang Moyu to seek his help. For everything… For almost every problem she had on her plate, she would try all avenues to solve it first on her own before she would resort to seeking other's assistance.

"Moyu!"

His heart skipped a beat when he saw one of Han Shaohui's men try to assault Tang Moyu. He leaned forward, gripping the armrest of his wheelchair, feeling his heart beating so fast it could practically jump out of his chest.

If only he wasn't crippled… If he was in his previous state before his accident, there was no doubt that he would be able to help Moyu at this time. Was there really no other choice for him but to watch his woman endure everything on her own?

Just as he thought Moyu would get hurt from the assault, Feng Tianyi was surprised by his woman's quick reflexes. He was sure he hadn't blinked, but why was the man who tried to hit his girl ended up on his knees, howling in pain?

Tang Moyu pulled her assailant's wrist, using his strength as an advantage, before raising her right leg and gave his stomach a powerful knee kick, followed by another one right on his face.

There was still silence around them as everyone was caught off guard by the empress's fast reflexes, effectively disabling one of Han Shaohui's men.

She could also sense that her best friend hadn't lost her skills and was still able to give powerful kicks to her opponents. Well, did they just think that she and Moyu wouldn't be able to protect themselves? They must be really foolish to think that they were a pair of damsels in distress, who needed to be saved by their prince charmings.

Little did they know, the empress and the black nightingale need no one to save their asses. Instead, people should be wary of them when they were together because they were unstoppable when it came to brawls.

"Is that all you can do?" Tang Moyu asked nonchalantly, her tone hinted at a huge disappointment.

Han Shaohui gritted his teeth. He had never expected that the aloof empress of Shenzhen had this kind of hidden skill. Half of his men were already disabled by Tang Moyu and her companion. Why hadn't he heard about the empress's ability in fighting?

He sneered back at his sister-in-law. He couldn't let this continue any longer. What would people say if they found out that he was easily beaten and kicked to the curb by the fallen empress herself?

Not only would he lose face, but he would also be a foolish clown in everyone's eyes. How can he lose to two delicate-looking women?

"Tang Moyu!" He roared at the empress.

There was stillness on both sides. If hatred was visible, the air between the empress and her brother-in-law would have been scarlet. He then suddenly made his move, with so much force in every blow. Han Shaohui rained blows on her as if he meant to smash her straight into the earth underneath them. But that didn't stop Tang Moyu at all. It would seem that she had easily avoided his heavy blows.

Each of them didn't just want the other subdued. Especially for Tang Moyu, she wanted her brother-in-law smashed, obliterated, with nothing left to bury if it was even possible, for all the horrible things he'd done to her sister.

Han Shaohui was already blinded by rage. As long as he could force this woman to submission, Li Meili would have no other choice but to surrender and let him take back his stupid wife, who was no doubt would be trembling in fear by now.

Li Meili and his subordinates stopped and stood as they watched the two fight each other. They weren't sure who threw the first punch, but none of the heavy blows Han Shaohui launched was able to touch the empress's beautiful face or her petite body.

Suddenly, Tang Moyu's fist came too fast and slammed against Han Shaohui's nose. The man staggered back and held his bleeding nose, his eyes burning with rage as she looked at Tang Moyu with hatred.

They tumbled apart for a brief second to catch their breaths before diving back at each other, eyes narrowed in determination, and blood boiling in Tang Moyu's veins.