Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Su Dinghengâs face turned a dismal white, and the sword in his hand clattered to the ground with a loud sound. âRouâer, my daughter, how could sheâ¦â
How could it be so tragic?
Not even a bone left!
Chu Chengye raised his eyebrows triumphantly, taking advantage of the moment to command, âQuickly assist the Marquis in resting. Otherwise, if the Marquis encounters problems, can you bear the responsibility?â
Su Dinghengâs mind was in turmoil, and the debonair demeanor from moments ago was instantly shattered.
Chu Chengye looked at the empty door, the light inside shining as bright as day as if representing nobility and justice.
However, he was determined to shatter this nobility and trample upon this justice.
âSu Yingxue, you owe me, and you will repay it all!â
Chu Chengye, with Chu Xiao tian, was about to enter when a petite figure blocked their way.
Zhilan used her body to obstruct the door. âMiss has ordered that unless she comes out, no one can barge in. Even if 1 have to risk my life, I wonât let you in!â
âWho are you? How dare you stop my cousin!â
Min Jia stormed out angrily and slapped Zhilan. âGet lost!â
Zhilan spat out blood from the blow but got up, still blocking the door. âYou canât go in. You canât go in!â
Min Jia clenched her teeth in anger. âSu Yingxue, that wretched womanâs maid, is also this audacious! Brother, kill her and avenge Mother!â
Min Jia snorted disdainfully. She wanted to see how unafraid this maid was of death!
âEven if you kill me, I will guard the door for Miss!â Zhilan opened her arms, forcefully preventing them from entering.
Chu Xiaotian refrained from making a move. âKilling a maidservant dirties my blade!â
Although he was not a martial hero, he knew that a martial artistâs weapon shouldnât be used against a defenseless woman, especially a servant!
Chu Chengye handed his sword to Min Jia and raised his eyebrows. âSince Su Yingxue has offended my cousin, Iâll handle it myself and seek retribution.â
Min Jiaâs heart skipped a beat.â⦠Let me, do it?â
Despite her arrogant demeanor, she had never even killed a chicken at home. Now, she was being asked to take a life?
âAre you afraid, cousin? With me here, no one will dare touch a hair on your head.â Chu Chengye smiled smugly.
Min Jiaâs eyes gleamed with excitement. Although she had never killed anyone before, Chu Chengye made it sound so easy. Killing a maidservant was nothing.
She took Chu Chengyeâs sword and sneered. âSu Yingxue, daring to humiliate me? Iâll kill your maid first and then settle the score with you!â
Su Yingxue still had a few stitches left. Saint Ruan saw her hand tremble, and the needle failed to go down.
âZhilan, cousinâ¦â
Su Yingxue had time to put the needle down, but doing so would expose Su Hanâs woundâ¦
And behind her was Zhilanâs life!
âD*mn it! Iâll go out and confront them!â
Saint Ruan angrily discarded his gloves, and rolled up his sleeves, ready to charge outside. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
But before he could reach the door, a womanâs scream echoed. âAh!â
Saint Ruanâs heart skipped a beat. âOh my god, that little girl canât be dead, right?!â
Su Yingxue was also agitated, but her eyes widened instantly. âIsnât that Zhilanâs voice?â
âWhat? Who is that?â
âDonât worry about it, Saint Ruan. Come back and focus on suturing. Sisterâs health is more important!â
Su Yingxue shouted sternly.
Saint Ruan quickly returned, cleaned his hands, and removed his gloves again. He cooperated with Su Yingxue to complete the last few stitches..