Chapter 1062 - Take This Cut As A Gift In Return
The Schoolgirl Secret Agent
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The old hag, Lu Lanhua, was incredibly sickening. People who were present would love to see her gone too. What shocked them was not how Yun Jian had treated her grandmother as a granddaughter either. If it were them, they would not hesitate to hit Lu Lanhua as well.
It was the fact that Yun Jian had brandished a knife.
People were thinking that Yun Jian had pulled out a knife to most probably give Lu Lanhua a scare. The latter was a coward who feared for her life; if she dared provoke Yun Jian, it meant that she was confident the girl would not attack her.
Even if Yun Jianâs ability terrified them, even if she was the director of New Cruise, she was only a regular teenage girl! She was still underage!
How could a regular teenage girl possibly stab anyone with a knife without flinching? It was not like she was an assassin or a secret agent and could be unfazed when she saw blood! A regular person would be trembling over a drip in the hospital and some people even felt faint over having their blood extracted.
Even if Yun Jian was unlike others, she was still only a young teenage girl!
The onlookers who shared the same thought felt their heart lurched. All of them watched Yun Jian hold the butterfly knife and drive it down, pressing in mercilessly against Lu Lanhuaâs cheek.
The blade was pushed in against Lu Lanhuaâs wrinkled cheek. The butterfly knife was incredibly sharp as Yun Jian usually went with sharp knives, so when pressure was applied to the blade against Lu Lanhuaâs face, the skin was cut open.
Blood trickled from Lu Lanhuaâs cheek onto the ground following the blade of the butterfly knife.
âAh! Argh! B*tch! How dare you actually assault your own grandmother? Are you not scared of the heavenâs retribution? Ahhâ¦â
While Lu Lanhua was truly rough in nature, she was also an old hag who treasured her life and a bully who preyed the weak and feared the strong.
When the knife in Yun Jianâs hand actually pierced her cheek, she screeched as she scrambled away.
Yun Jian moved speedily. The moment she ran the butterfly knife along Lu Lanhuaâs face, she cut her skin open. What followed was Yun Jianâs monotonous but unnerving words. âThis cut is a gift in return for how youâve treated my mom back then! Let it be my dowry for my mom today as well!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
This could be turned into dowry too? The corners of the onlookersâ lips twitched in surprise at the girlâs declaration. When they remembered Lu Lanhuaâs awful attitude toward Qin Yirou back then, beating her up and calling her names, the cut felt deserving! Consider it a compensation for Qin Yirou!
Not too long after Lu Lanhua wreaked a havoc, Qin Yirou had come out from her room but she did not stop Yun Jian when she saw her attacking the former. She was no longer the meek Qin Yirou who stopped Yun Jian from fighting back when Lu Lanhua raised her hand at her in the past.
Moreover, Lu Lanhua did not have a problem grabbing the bamboo to drive it toward Xiao Jian just now. Even if Yun Jian could tolerate that and did not counterattack Lu Lanhua, Qin Yirou would risk her life to fight Lu Lanhua from bullying them when the target was her own daughter.
People were already in shock from what Yun Jian said just now. As they recovered to reality, they saw Yun Jian turning and giving Lu Lanhua another slap, throwing the latter who was currently struggling in a frenzy back to the ground again.
Right after she slapped Lu Lanhua, she raised her butterfly knife and ran another gash down the old womanâs face. She was heard speaking once more, âThis cut is a gift in return for wrecking my momâs wedding today!â
Yun Jian paused before she continued to say, âIf you go on with your ruckus, I wonât be slashing your face next. Itâs going to beâ¦â
She went completely silent when she got to the last part.. At the same time, she turned her wrist holding the butterfly knife and aimed it at Lu Lanhuaâs head amidst everyoneâs horror and the old hagâs fearful begging.