After going downstairs for dinner that evening, Shen Qingyao returned to her room.
She lay on the bed, waiting for night to fall.
As she waited, she accidentally fell asleep.
The next time she woke up, it was because she desperately needed to use the bathroom.
She had even dreamed about searching for a toilet. In the dream, she kept looking for one. Even after she finally found it and relieved herself, the urge came back the moment she stood up.
She kept squatting down, standing up, squatting down, and standing up over and over again.
In the end, she couldn’t take it anymore and woke up.
She flashed into her Space, took care of the most important business in life, and let out a long, satisfied sigh.
She immediately felt refreshed from head to toe.
“Has anyone else ever dreamed about looking for a bathroom?” she muttered to herself.
She changed into a black night outfit, wrapping herself up so thoroughly that no one could tell whether she was a man or a woman.
Then she flashed over to the Duke’s Residence.
Security at the Duke’s Residence was even tighter than the last time she had come to steal everything.
Looking at the additional soldiers patrolling everywhere, Shen Qingyao couldn’t help curling her lips in disdain.
What exactly were they protecting with so many soldiers?
Everything valuable had already been stolen.
What was left to guard?
Then she thought about it again.
The people of the Duke’s Residence must have committed too many unforgivable crimes and were afraid someone would seek revenge.
That had to be why.
Shen Qingyao paid them no mind.
To her, these soldiers were completely useless.
Hidden safely inside her Space, she wasn’t sure which direction she should go.
The Duke’s Residence had countless courtyards.
She had no idea which one Bai Wu lived in.
“Which courtyard does that beast live in?” Shen Qingyao muttered as she rubbed her chin.
Forget it.
No point thinking about it.
Even if she didn’t know where the Duke’s youngest son lived…
She hadn’t planned on teaching only him a lesson anyway.
As the saying goes, “If a child is not taught properly, the fault lies with the parents.”
Since they had raised such a monster, no one else in the Duke’s Residence could be any good either.
Especially the Duke and his wife.
The two of them bore the greatest responsibility.
So she decided to visit every courtyard.
As it happened, luck was on her side.
The very first courtyard Shen Qingyao entered belonged to Bai Wu, the Duke’s youngest son.
She couldn’t help thinking how fortunate she was.
She had found her most important target right away.
As for how she recognized him…
His face existed in the original owner’s memories.
Back then, that scumbag had pretended to be sincere in order to win the original owner’s trust.
He had deliberately brought her to the Duke’s Residence to pay a visit.
He had told her that the people here were her important relatives.
Since they would become husband and wife in the future, it was only natural for everyone to get to know each other.
She remembered how happy the original owner had been.
She had thought that because the scumbag had brought her to meet her uncle’s family, he must truly love her.
She had been so excited that she hadn’t slept at all that night.
Shen Qingyao didn’t even know what to say.
The original owner had truly been hopelessly lovestruck.
Only when she died had she finally seen the scumbag’s true face.
Looking at Bai Wu sleeping soundly on the bed, completely carefree, Shen Qingyao curled her lips in disgust.
That face was far too deceptive.
He looked like an innocent, harmless young boy.
Who would have imagined that beneath that appearance lurked a beast in human skin?
Whether in word or deed, he was vicious to the core.
Her gaze slowly traveled down from his youthful face.
Finally, it stopped at a certain place.
The part that represented a man’s pride…
The most important part of a man.
An evil smile spread across her lips.
Disgust and killing intent flashed through her eyes.
Since he enjoyed abducting innocent women and humiliating them so much…
She would simply give him a physical castration.
Then he would never be able to be a man again.
To avoid causing any commotion, a specially enhanced anesthetic syringe instantly appeared in Shen Qingyao’s hand.
Without another word, she stabbed it directly into Bai Wu’s neck.
In his sleep, Bai Wu suddenly felt a sharp pain.
His eyes flew open.
He only managed to make out a dark figure standing before him.
He wanted to see who it was.
But his eyelids grew unbearably heavy.
He wanted to cry out.
Unfortunately, the powerful anesthetic gave him no chance.
Within moments, he lost consciousness.
A cold, gleaming dagger appeared in Shen Qingyao’s hand.
It was the very same dagger she had used to cut out Liang Xinxin’s tongue.
The blade was incredibly sharp and fit perfectly in her hand.
Shen Qingyao liked this dagger very much.
Without hesitation, she castrated Bai Wu.
Looking at the Duke’s youngest son lying there as blood continued to flow, Shen Qingyao nodded in satisfaction.
“Now that you’re a eunuch, let’s see how you abduct innocent women ever again.”
Although it was nighttime, the room wasn’t completely dark.
The crescent moon outside was bright enough to illuminate the room.
She looked around the neat, orderly room.
It still wasn’t enough.
It wasn’t frightening enough to terrify the people of the Duke’s Residence.
“Heh… heh… heh…”
She let out a sinister laugh as a wonderful idea came to mind.
She took a hand-shaped stamp out of her Space.
After dipping it in blood, she began stamping bloody handprints all over the room.
On the walls.
On the windows.
On the bed curtains.
Across the floor.
Even then, she still wasn’t satisfied.
She leaped up onto the ceiling beam.
Clinging to it with one hand like a monkey, she stamped several more bloody handprints onto the beam.
After jumping back down, she let out another eerie laugh.
She looked like a complete lunatic.
Still…
It wasn’t shocking enough.
Nor was it terrifying enough.
If she wanted those rotten people in the Duke’s Residence to remember tonight forever, she needed one final touch.
She replaced the hand-shaped stamp with a thick, oversized writing brush.
Dipping it into that beast’s blood, she wrote four large characters across the floor.
There wasn’t enough blood left, so the strokes came out uneven and broken.
But somehow…
That only made the bloody words look even more haunting.
Looking at the blood-covered brush in her hand, Shen Qingyao frowned in disgust.
She wanted to throw it away.
But she obviously couldn’t leave it behind at the scene.
So she put it back into her Space before flashing toward the largest courtyard.
She entered the master bedroom of the courtyard.
Lying on the bed were a middle-aged man and woman.
Who else could they be but the Duke and the Duchess?
These two old fools hadn’t even managed to raise their own son properly.
Giving them a little lesson was only fair.
She was someone who respected the elderly and cared for the young, after all.
She wasn’t even planning to hurt them physically.
When they woke up tomorrow, they would definitely have to thank her.
Shen Qingyao didn’t use the enhanced anesthetic on them.
After all, she wasn’t planning to harm their bodies.
Instead, she took out some sleeping powder and waved it beneath their noses.
After waiting for the drug to take effect…
An electric hair clipper appeared in Shen Qingyao’s hand.
She switched it on.
The clipper immediately began to buzz softly.
The sound wasn’t loud. Only someone standing very close could hear it.
“I’m giving you both a new hairstyle. Be sure to thank me later.”
As she spoke, she placed the clipper on top of the Duke’s head.
She shaved the front completely clean.
Then she turned him over and shaved the back just as thoroughly, leaving not a single strand of hair behind.
Kindly, Shen Qingyao rolled him back into a comfortable position before turning her evil hands toward the Duchess.
By the end, the Duchess looked exactly like the Duke.
Both of them were as bald and shiny as eggs.
Even then, Shen Qingyao still wasn’t satisfied.
Suddenly, inspiration struck.
Paint appeared in her hand.
She began decorating their smooth, bald foreheads.
On the Duke’s forehead, she painted a mangy dog.
Beside it, she wrote two large characters.
Male Dog.
Naturally, she wasn’t about to spare the Duchess.
She painted another mangy dog on the Duchess’s forehead.
Then she wrote two more characters beside it.
Female Dog.
Looking over her masterpiece, Shen Qingyao nodded in satisfaction.
She truly felt she had a talent for painting.
The two of them were definitely going to love it.
Most importantly…
The paint she had used couldn’t be washed off.
It would only fade away naturally after a month.
As for everyone else in the Duke’s Residence, she decided not to torment them.
Instead, she flashed back to the inn.
The inn was completely silent.
Not a single person realized she had ever left.
Inside her Space, she took a bath.
She tossed the writing brush and the dagger into disinfectant to soak.
She couldn’t just throw them away.
That would be far too wasteful.
Waste was a terrible crime.
If she ever ran into people like this again, she could always use them again.
After returning, Shen Qingyao slept especially well.
She felt she had done a great deed by eliminating a menace to society.
She really was such a good person.
“Ahhh!”
The next morning, a servant pushed open the door to Bai Wu’s bedroom.
The first thing he smelled was a nauseating stench of blood.
At the same time, he saw the four large characters written on the floor.
Blood Debts Must Be Repaid with Blood.
The servant was so frightened that he collapsed onto the doorway.
Momentum sent him tumbling down the steps.
His hair stood on end.
Cold sweat poured down his forehead.
The horrifying scene inside the room had terrified him so badly that he didn’t dare remain there another second.
Scrambling to his feet, he crawled and stumbled out of the courtyard as fast as he could.
The moment he rushed out, he crashed into someone who had come running after hearing the scream.
The newcomer was Bai Yan, the eldest young master of the Duke’s Residence.
His courtyard happened to be right next door.
Bai Yan was tall and powerfully built, with a face fierce enough to frighten anyone.
He frowned at the panicked servant.
“What are you panicking for?”
he demanded in a booming voice.
The servant was short and skinny.
The collision had knocked him flat onto the ground.
Looking up, his eyes slowly followed the pair of large boots upward.
When he realized it was the eldest young master, he raised a trembling finger toward Bai Wu’s room.
His voice shook as he said,
“Young Master… something happened in the young master’s room.”
The servant’s face was deathly pale.
There wasn’t the slightest trace of color left.
His entire body trembled violently.
Anyone could see how terrified he was.
The moment Bai Yan heard this, his rugged face turned serious.
Ignoring the servant sprawled on the ground, he strode straight toward his younger brother’s courtyard.
As soon as he entered, he caught the faint scent of blood.
His brows furrowed.
Could it be…
Had his younger brother abducted another woman?
No…
That wasn’t right.
If that were all, the servant wouldn’t be so terrified.
A bad feeling suddenly rose in Bai Yan’s heart.
He quickened his pace toward his younger brother’s room.
The closer he got, the stronger the smell of blood became.
His expression grew increasingly grim.
The door to the room stood wide open.
When Bai Yan reached the doorway, the scene inside shocked him.
The first thing he noticed was the four large blood-red characters written across the floor.
Blood Debts Must Be Repaid with Blood.
There were bloody handprints beside the words.
The bed curtains had been lowered.
They, too, were covered with bloody handprints.
Not only that…
The walls.
The windows.
Even the ceiling beams.
Everywhere he looked, there were bloody handprints.
The entire room radiated an eerie, blood-soaked atmosphere.
Bai Yan clenched his fists tightly.
Even he couldn’t help feeling a trace of fear.
He knew he couldn’t back away.
His face darkened.
Taking a deep breath, he stepped into the room.
With a hand that trembled ever so slightly, he reached out.
Closing his eyes briefly, he lifted the bed curtain.
He took another deep breath before slowly opening his eyes.
Immediately, he saw his younger brother lying there.
His entire lower body was soaked in blood.
It was impossible to tell whether he was alive or dead.
Bai Yan froze.
For a long moment, he had no idea how to react.
How could this…
His younger brother had been crippled.
His eyes fell upon the words on the floor—
Blood Debts Must Be Repaid with Blood.
Panic flashed across his face before he quickly suppressed it.
Could it be…
Had the women his younger brother had tortured to death returned to seek revenge?
After all, besides those four bloody words, there were bloody handprints covering the entire room.
It was impossible not to think in that direction.
The more Bai Yan recalled everything his younger brother had done…
The more convinced he became that his guess was correct.