“Crack—”
Blood splattered everywhere.
The young girl on the ground was whipped until her flesh was torn and bloody, a sight too gruesome to behold.
“Second Young Miss, I beg you, please stop hitting the Young Miss. I beg of you.” Chun Tao clung to Luo Xueluan’s leg, pleading bitterly. Her cheeks were swollen and red, and her face was covered in tears.
“Dog of a servant, get lost!” Luo Xueluan used her spiritual power to kick her away.
Thud—
Chun Tao crashed against the wall and tumbled to the ground. She struggled to get up, but her bones felt as if they were broken, and she promptly lost consciousness.
Luo Xueluan raised her exquisite chin, a vicious cold light flickering in her eyes. She hated Luo Qingwu to the core. They were both their grandfather’s granddaughters, so why was she the one who was favored?
She was nothing more than a useless fool who couldn’t cultivate, yet Grandfather had never given up on her, giving her all sorts of precious medicinal pills and even personally going to a dangerous place this time to find a spiritual treasure to repair her dantian.
He said that only if she could cultivate would she not be looked down upon when she married into the Crown Prince’s Manor.
Just because she was the eldest daughter of the Luo family’s main lineage?
Clearly, she, Luo Xueluan, was the true favored daughter of the Luo family.
She hated it!
She refused to accept it!
Luo Xueluan’s heart was filled with overwhelming hatred as she raised her whip once more to strike the girl on the ground.
But—
The young girl moved. A bloody, mangled hand gripped the whip tightly.
“You…” Luo Xueluan’s eyes widened in disbelief. How could this waste possibly resist?
No matter how she had bullied her before, she had never dared to fight back.
Luo Qingwu’s gaze was as sharp as a newly unsheathed sword, glinting with a cold light. She suddenly gripped the whip and gave it a violent yank.
Caught off guard, Luo Xueluan let out a scream and lunged forward.
In a flash—
Luo Qingwu’s figure blurred as she sat astride Luo Xueluan.
Slap, slap, slap—
One slap followed another.
Luo Xueluan’s fair and tender face instantly swelled up like a pig’s head.
The surrounding servants watched, dumbfounded. They stood rooted to the spot, stunned. Was this the same Eldest Young Miss who used to let herself be bullied without fighting back?
“Luo Qingwu, you bitch, how dare you…” Realizing what was happening to her, Luo Xueluan began to scream and shout like a madwoman.
Luo Qingwu pulled a hairpin from her head and pressed it against her neck. Her dark, bright eyes swirled with a surging, murderous aura.
“Do you believe I’ll pierce your vein and send you to report to the King of Hell?”
Her voice rang out, brimming with dominance.
Luo Xueluan’s body stiffened, and her pupils filled with profound fear. She didn’t dare move an inch, terrified that the hairpin in Luo Qingwu’s hand would plunge in.
She didn’t want to die.
“What do you want?” Luo Xueluan gritted her teeth, her gaze filled with hatred. Damned waste, I’ll make you wish you were dead.
Before Grandfather returned, she would throw her into the mass grave to feed the dogs, leaving not even a bone behind!
A strange smile appeared on Luo Qingwu’s scarred face. She then pulled out a medicinal pill and forced Luo Xueluan to swallow it.
“Ten years. You bullied me for ten whole years!”
Luo Qingwu stood up, picked up the whip from the ground, and lashed it down hard on Luo Xueluan. One stroke, another, and another.
Within moments, Luo Xueluan was whipped until her flesh was torn. The pain, which felt as if it reached her very marrow, made her wish for death. She didn’t know what the bitch had fed her, but it had made her unable to release her spiritual power.
“Luo Qingwu, stop!”
Suddenly, a majestic male voice boomed like thunder from the courtyard entrance.
Immediately afterward, a woman rushed toward Luo Xueluan. Seeing her daughter’s miserable state, her blood boiled, and she nearly fainted from the shock.
Madam Liu was consumed with rage. She raised her hand to strike Luo Qingwu’s face.
Damned bitch, how dare she hurt my daughter.
Murderous intent surged in Luo Qingwu’s eyes. She raised her hand and brought the whip down.
With a scream, Madam Liu was flipped over and fell flat on her face.
“Madam!”
Several servants rushed over in a panic.
Madam Liu’s expression was pained, and she trembled with rage. She wanted nothing more than to tear Luo Qingwu apart; the girl had humiliated her in public.
“You waste, you dare hit me!”
Luo Qingwu’s red lips curled into a bloodthirsty and ruthless arc. She raised the whip and lashed it down on Madam Liu and Luo Xueluan repeatedly.
In an instant, the courtyard was filled with the mother and daughter’s screams and curses…
“Go and tie her up!”
Luo Haixuan was fuming with rage, the veins on his forehead bulging. Was this waste insane?
How dare she hit his wife and daughter in front of all the servants? Did she have no respect for him as the Head of the house? Preposterous!
As the servants swarmed toward her, Luo Qingwu lashed out. Every strike carried a sharp astral wind, as painful as a knife carving into the skin, making them howl in agony.
She wasn’t the original owner of this body; she wouldn’t let these pieces of trash bully her.
Since she had transmigrated into this body, she would pay back every injury the original owner had suffered!
Watching her ruthless, poisonous, and swift movements, Luo Haixuan was dumbfounded. Was this the same powerless waste from before?
How could it be…
After knocking down all the servants, Luo Qingwu looked up at Luo Haixuan with deep mockery at the corners of her mouth. Her uncle, yet he viewed her as a disgrace.
Simply because she couldn’t cultivate and was a waste everyone looked down upon.
“Father, hurry and deal with her! Look at what she’s done to me and Mother!” Luo Xueluan clutched her cheek and said resentfully, her heart burning with rage.
From childhood until now, when had she ever been bullied like this?
“Luo Qingwu, kneel down,” Luo Haixuan said in a low, aggressive voice.
Luo Qingwu’s eyes were cold and sharp, her expression arrogant. “You are not worthy.”
“You…”
“You bullied me for ten years. The old Luo Qingwu is dead. From now on, anyone who touches me will be repaid tenfold.” Luo Qingwu stood tall and made her domineering declaration, a cold aura radiating from her.
Although she was small and thin, her sharp aura at this moment shocked everyone present.
“Your existence is a disgrace to the Luo family. We’ve provided for you all these years; you should be grateful. Otherwise, just go and die instead of wasting our money.” Madam Liu maintained a superior attitude.
How could there be such a waste with no self-awareness!
Too arrogant, too insolent!
Luo Qingwu smiled. She walked toward Madam Liu step by step and, without a word, lashed her with the whip.
Madam Liu screamed and scrambled toward Luo Haixuan in fear, her eyes shining with malicious light. She was furious.
“Luo Qingwu, do you still have any respect for me as the Head?” Luo Haixuan’s eyes were nearly splitting with rage, his expression icy. He wanted nothing more than to slap her to death.
But remembering his father’s instructions before he left, he had to restrain himself.
“Head? Although my father has been missing for ten years, he isn’t dead as long as his body hasn’t been found. You are merely a temporary replacement,” Luo Qingwu spoke coldly with a look of disdain.
“You…” Luo Haixuan’s eyes bugged out, and he nearly spat blood. He felt as if he were about to explode.
Ten years. For ten whole years, ever since Luo Huaijin went missing, he, the son of a concubine, had served as the acting Head. He had dedicated himself to the Luo family, yet his father was still unwilling to hand over the Head’s Token to him.
“The Luo family has a rule: the position of Head can only be inherited by the main lineage. Even if my father doesn’t return, it’s impossible for the future Head to be you,” Luo Qingwu said venomously.
She had retaliated today, so the second branch would likely find every possible way to kill her. Since that was the case, she would go all out and fight them to the end.