"Elders, look at her attitude—a good-for-nothing making so many demands." Madam Liu turned to the six elders, speaking indignantly.
The Elder pursed his lips and said, "This is a matter of your household affairs; we will not interfere."
With that, he strode away, unwilling to wade into these murky waters.
The other elders naturally would not intervene either.
Madam Liu was stunned. She had thought they would take her side, so she looked at Luo Haixuan, pitifully pleading, "Master…"
"Give her whatever she wants. None of you are to provoke her lately." Luo Haixuan's face was as dark and foul as the bottom of a pot, his pupils hiding a deep-seated murderous intent.
No matter what method he had to use, Luo Qingwu must die!
Madam Liu wanted to say something, but after meeting his gaze, she nodded. Yet how could she be willing?
For the past decade, she had reigned supreme in the Luo family's inner courtyard. Now, to be repeatedly humiliated by a good-for-nothing—this grievance she must avenge.
Luo Xueluan and Luo Zhao exchanged a glance, obediently nodding. They dared not openly provoke Luo Qingwu, but they could eliminate her through others.
…
The next day.
Luo Qingwu changed into a light purple gown, which accentuated her refined and ethereal beauty, untouched by worldly dust.
Her clear, enchanting peach-blossom eyes, straight and delicate nose, and cherry-red lips—if not for the shocking scars on her face, she would have been a porcelain doll of exquisite beauty, captivating the city.
People on the street looked at Luo Qingwu with contempt, disdain, mockery, and disgust…
Ignoring the surrounding gazes, Luo Qingwu straightened her back and walked step by step toward the Night King's residence.
"Isn't this the good-for-nothing Luo Qingwu? Though you're dressed decently today, just look at your hideous face—are you trying to scare the Crown Prince to death?"
Suddenly, a haughty female voice rang out.
Immediately after, several young men and women arrogantly blocked her path.
Luo Qingwu regarded them with a calm expression, her red lips parting slightly. "I'll give you two choices: either get lost, or get beaten."
"Hahaha…"
The young men and women laughed uproariously. Then, a young woman in white stepped toward Luo Qingwu, lashing out with a whip in her hand.
Luo Qingwu caught it, yanked it back, and struck the woman with it—not just her, but the other young men and women as well.
In a flurry of fierce movements, the group lay on the ground, groaning in pain, utterly incapable of fighting back.
Luo Qingwu tossed the whip aside and looked down at them imperiously. "If you come looking for trouble, I'll beat one if one comes, and two if a pair comes."
"Luo Qingwu, you're dead!" Su Miao roared in humiliated fury.
For years, they had been the ones bullying her—she was their plaything, forced to kneel when they demanded it, to beg for mercy when they ordered it.
Today, she dared to fight back. She would make them wait and see!
"Ji Yuan, she wants to kill me. She doesn't want me to help your master with his treatment." Luo Qingwu turned and smiled at the black-clad man not far behind her.
Ji Yuan stepped forward with his sword, his expression cold and ruthless. "The Night King has given orders: anyone who attempts to kill Miss Luo will be executed without mercy."
Su Miao and the others were instantly stunned, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
How could Luo Qingwu be connected to Di Moye?
She was helping him with his treatment?
How could a good-for-nothing possibly do that!
Luo Qingwu walked over to Su Miao and stepped on her dantian, smiling innocently. "You bullied and humiliated me in the past. From now on, I'll return it all to you."
With that, she pressed down hard with her right foot.
Su Miao let out a heart-wrenching scream of agony, beads of cold sweat breaking out on her forehead as her body convulsed and twitched uncontrollably.
The onlookers around were so shocked that they felt chills run down their spines, instinctively stepping back as they stared in astonishment at Luo Qingwu, who was now unleashing her fury.
Had the Luo family's eldest daughter changed her nature?
Today, she actually dared to fight back against those young masters and ladies from noble families. In the past, she had always been weak and allowed them to beat and scold her without resistance.
"You…" Su Miao's face turned deathly pale from the pain, her breath caught, and she instantly fainted.
Luo Qingwu withdrew her foot, her gaze icy as it swept over the others. A cold, thin smile curled at the corner of her lips as she strode away with calm and composure.
Ji Yuan followed, his eyes deep and thoughtful. She was nothing like the person she used to be.
Not far away, a simple and elegant carriage stood still.
"Master, shall we depart?"
"Take them outside the city. Just leave them with a breath of life." Di Moye lowered the carriage curtain and spoke lightly, his handsome face as cold as frost.
"Yes." Lan Yan expressed sympathy.
Of all people to provoke, they had to provoke someone under the master's protection.
What stroke of luck had Luo Qingwu encountered to have gained the master's favor?
…
Night King's Manor.
When Duan Linlang saw Luo Qingwu arrive, her face was filled with unwelcome. She had already sent a carrier pigeon to her senior sister last night.
Her senior sister should arrive in the capital soon.
The thought of Luo Qingwu becoming her little follower filled her with secret delight. She couldn’t wait to see how she would torment her in the future.
Luo Qingwu flashed her a mischievous smile and headed to Di Moye’s room. As soon as she entered, she was greeted by the strong scent of medicinal herbs. Looking up, she saw incense burning on the table.
"I’ll help you with the treatment now."
"No need. We’ll do it tonight." Di Moye had changed his mind. He didn’t want to sleep during the day and stay awake all night.
Luo Qingwu frowned. "Why didn’t you tell me to come at night instead?"
"I forgot." Di Moye replied.
"…" Luo Qingwu was speechless.
"You can leave now or stay here." Di Moye glanced at her before withdrawing his gaze and speaking indifferently.
Luo Qingwu’s dark, bright eyes darted quickly. She rushed to his side in an instant. "Why did you go to the Luo family the day before yesterday?"
"To see Old Master Luo." Di Moye didn’t hide the truth.
"What did you need from my grandfather?" Luo Qingwu asked curiously. He rarely went out, so if he personally went to see her grandfather, it must have been something important.
"None of your concern." Di Moye replied coldly.
Luo Qingwu pouted. "Fine, keep your secrets. I’m leaving."
She had no idea where her grandfather was now, and she couldn’t go looking for him either.
When Duan Linlang saw Luo Qingwu come out, she hurried over to her, speaking with a hint of schadenfreude. "Did the Night King kick you out?"
Luo Qingwu smiled ambiguously, her tone meaningful. "He asked me to come back tonight. Sorry to disappoint you."
Duan Linlang’s eyes widened in shock, stammering, "T-tonight?!"
Luo Qingwu nodded with a beaming smile. "Don’t give the Night King any medicine recently unless I agree to it."
"You…" Duan Linlang took a deep breath.
"If you’re not convinced, you can argue with the Night King." Luo Qingwu said elegantly before leaving.
Duan Linlang opened her mouth, then ran into the room indignantly. "Cousin, cousin, why do you trust her so much?"
"She’s better than you." Di Moye said bluntly.
"…"
Duan Linlang let out a cry, covering her face as she ran out.
Why had she gone in there to humiliate herself!
The worst part was that her cousin had actually sided with Luo Qingwu!
Luo Qingwu wandered the streets for a while before leisurely returning to the Luo family. As soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw servants moving things around.
"Miss, the Second Madam had them delivered." Chun Tao cheerfully ran to her side, thinking her mistress truly had a way.
Luo Qingwu's red lips curved into a satisfied smile. After signaling Chun Tao to keep watch, she headed to another courtyard.
"Young Miss."
Liu Heng, the accountant, quickly stood up and greeted respectfully upon seeing Luo Qingwu enter. Normally, he wouldn't even spare her a glance.
Luo Qingwu walked forward and sat down with a languid posture, saying coldly, "Find all the account books for my mother's dowry and properties for me."