Chapter 4 Who do you think you are?
Chapter 4 Who do you think you are?
Chapter 4 Who Do You Think You Are?
Liu Ruxuan also has an older brother named Liu Wenhao, the eldest son in the family. He is currently in seclusion, cultivating to break through to the fifth level, a feat achieved by very few people in reality. Her brother dotes on Liu Ruxuan and will not tolerate anyone bullying her. Liu Wenhao has been in seclusion for over a year, with no sign of emerging. This allows the second young lady of the Liu family, Liu Sirong, and the fourth young lady, Liu Yiting, to bully Liu Ruxuan without any restraint.
"Oh my god, so it turns out Liu Ruxuan is the third young lady of the Liu family! I thought she was just a cook, and she was always so subservient to the haughty Liu Yiting. Now it seems she doesn't need to be at all! And she should stand tall and not be bullied by anyone anymore." Liu Ruxuan smiled and said, "Xiyue, thank you. I understand now. From now on, we, mistress and servant, will never be bullied again." Xiyue was so happy to hear Liu Ruxuan say this that she forgot about Liu Ruxuan's amnesia.
"Xiyue, let's go back to our lodgings." "Yes, Miss." Xiyue replied and led the way, turning two corners before arriving at their lodgings. The lodgings were quite secluded, with a large locust tree in the courtyard, its age unknown. Its leaves were a vibrant, tender green, quite beautiful for this time of year. Under the tree was a stone table and four round stone stools.
The place Liu Ruxuan lives in now is also very dilapidated; the roof tiles are incomplete, and it leaks every time it rains, but no one has ever bothered to check on it. Pushing open the door, the furniture inside is no better, even older than the maid's. Liu Ruxuan is speechless, thinking: This is truly unbelievable…
"Miss, there's no one in the kitchen, and the soup hasn't been made," said Yiqing, one of Liu Yiting's maids.
"What?! Well, she actually dared to defy me. Let's go find her!" Liu Yiting, accompanied by two maids, went directly to Liu Ruxuan's residence, where Liu Ruxuan was drinking tea under a tree.
With a loud bang, the door to Liu Ruxuan's residence was kicked open. Liu Ruxuan, who was drinking tea, was startled by the sudden noise and almost choked on her tea. She put down her teacup, stood up, and walked towards Liu Yiting: "I wonder what brings you here, younger sister?" Liu Yiting walked up to Liu Ruxuan, pointing her finger directly at her nose: "I gave you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to make bamboo shoot and mushroom soup. Now two incense sticks have passed. Since you haven't made it, don't blame me for being impolite." With that, Liu Yiting prepared to use her inner energy to strike Liu Ruxuan again.
"Stop!" Liu Ruxuan stretched out her right hand in front of her. "I'm telling you, you're too arrogant and domineering. I'm your third sister!"
"Heh, Third Sister? Who in the Qian Yuan Continent doesn't know that the Third Miss of the Liu Family is a cripple, without even a spiritual root? Do you think you'll ever have any status?" Liu Yiting said, pulling out a whip from somewhere and lashing it at Liu Ruxuan. Liu Ruxuan had no spiritual power, so even if she ran, she couldn't outrun Liu Yiting's whip. Just as it was about to strike Liu Ruxuan's face, a hand caught the whip. It was Xi Yue. Liu Yiting was a second-tier intermediate martial artist, while Xi Yue was a first-tier intermediate martial artist; their skill levels were vastly different. Afterward, blood began to flow from Xi Yue's right hand, staining the whip she held. "Fourth Miss, please don't hurt my young lady anymore."
Seeing that the whip hadn't struck Liu Ruxuan's face, Liu Yiting became even more furious: "Who do you think you are, daring to stop me from using my whip?!" With that, Liu Yiting used her inner strength to forcefully lash out the whip again. Xiyue didn't have time to let go and was slammed hard against a nearby corner. Lying half-reclined on the ground, Xiyue still looked at Liu Ruxuan, pleading, "Miss, run!" Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
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