Capítulo 64: Halt!
Editor: Henyee Translations
Lin Ling shook her head immediately. "No, my wonton stall is doing great. After you taught Wang Xiaohu and his men a lesson last time, they never showed up again for protection money. Miss Feng, here are some snowy wontons my grandma made especially for you; she ordered me to give them to you."
As Lin Ling said that, she stuffed the entire food container in Feng Wu's hand. She then waved goodbye at Feng Wu and promptly ran away, as if fearing that Feng Wu would refuse the gift.
Feng Wu smiled wryly. The neighbors were simply too kind to her.
Seeing that more and more people were gathering around her, Feng Wu waved at them in a hurry and explained with a smile, "Grandma Zhang, Uncle Zhao, everyone, I've just come back from visiting a patient in our neighboring town. I really need to head back home now. See you around."
Feng Wu hadn't been seen in Northern Border City for the past few days, so she had to have an excuse for it. Hence, she came up with that explanation, and if necessary, the entire Northern Border City would attest to it on her behalf.
With the wicker basket on her shoulders, Feng Wu marched on, turning back to wave at the neighbors every now and then.
The neighbors started an animated discussion as they waved at Feng Wu.
"Was that Lin Ling the girl whom Wang Xiaohu almost took by force, because he wanted to make her his concubine?"
"Yes, that was her. Grandpa and Grandma Lin tried to stop those men and were almost kicked to death by Wang Xiaohu."
"Thank god Miss Feng showed up in time and helped them out, otherwise we'd be visiting the graves of that family of three by now."
"Not only did Miss Feng save them, she taught them a skill so that they could make a living. You have to admit, there's something so special about the wontons the Lin family makes."
"We're so fortunate to have Miss Feng here in Northern Border City. She's saved countless lives since she got here. She's like a living Buddha among us!"
...
Feng Wu didn't hear any of that conversation, for she was hurrying back home.
Qiuling had been so panic-stricken three days ago when the eagle had snatched Feng Wu. She couldn't even begin to imagine what a chaotic state her home had to be in by now.
Moreover, as the eagle carried her away, she had spotted the visitors from the Feng clan from the imperial capital.
They were led by Feng Yiran and Feng Liu, the oldest and the sixth children of the clan. They were Feng Wu's cousins, the offspring of her oldest uncle.
Neither of them was the type one wanted to hang out with. The brother was a creepy hypocrite and the sister was obstinate and capricious.
Back when Feng Wu was first crippled, those two were the ones who had enjoyed humiliating her the most.
Feng Wu quickened her steps at that thought!
For she had to take care of the sentimental beauty — her mother — and her naive and kind-hearted younger brother.
She was eager to find out how her mother and brother were doing now.
The unknown scared Feng Wu. She ran as fast as she could.
Soon, she reached the front entrance of the old Feng family manor.
Two guards stood on either side of the gate.
Erect backs, emotionless faces, and ruthless eyes… one look and Feng Wu knew that they were well-trained.
Feng Wu narrowed her eyes.
She had never seen them before, so they must have come from the imperial capital.
As expected, when she was about to enter, the two intimidating guards blocked her way by crossing their sabers together. "Halt!"
Capítulo 65: You'll Come to Grief Acting Like This
Editor: Henyee Translations
Their voices were cold and detached, and to them, Feng Wu was without doubt a stranger.
Feng Wu's face was colder. Her limpid bright eyes now had a chilly look in them!
Before she could say anything, a taunting female voice came from within.
"Why, who do we have here? Who's making all that noise outside the Feng manor?"
The voice belonged to a teenage girl wearing a light pink dress. She came out of the front gate and scanned Feng Wu from head to toe in a picky way.
On the alert, Feng Wu narrowed her eyes.
This was Feng Liu, the sixth daughter of their generation in the Feng clan, who was known as Miss Feng the Sixth.
Back when Feng Wu was still the unmatched genius girl, Feng Liu was such a sweet talker and would follow Feng Wu around wherever she went. However, after Feng Wu was crippled, Feng Liu was the first to twist the knife in her back.
Feng Liu stared at Feng Wu.
Five years had passed and the then-influential genius girl was now a mere good-for-nothing in a plain dress with a wicker basket on her back. However, her face was still so beautiful that Feng Liu wanted to destroy it!
At that thought, Feng Liu smirked. "I see we've got a beggar here. How dare you act out here? Throw her out!"
Her contempt, taunts, and arrogance sounded so righteous…
Feng Wu snorted inwardly. In this world where martial prowess was valued above all else, it was only natural that one's ability to fight was their most important quality.
Luckily, she had already gotten hold of the juice of the Immortal Spiritual Fruit. Given enough time, she would refine the Nine Transformation Spirit Restoration Pill, which would solve all her problems.
Feng Wu didn't say anything to Feng Liu. She only gave the latter a casual nod, then stepped into the house.
Feng Liu didn't expect to get such a calm reaction from Feng Wu after doing all she could to provoke the latter!
Moreover, the look Feng Wu gave her made her feel like a frivolous quibbling child! It was so frustrating!
Clenching her fists, Feng Liu cried out as Feng Wu walked away from her, "Stop there, Feng Wu!"
However, Feng Wu neither stopped nor reacted to her. Keeping her back ramrod straight, she kept walking at a steady yet brisk pace.
Feng Liu waved her fists. "Feng Wu! How dare you ignore me!"
She ran after Feng Wu, wanting to hit her, but was stopped by a big, strong hand.
"Brother!" Feng Liu looked up at her brother, exasperated. "Let go of me, Brother. That brat ignored me. Who does she think she is? Does she think she's still that famous genius? Bah!"
Feng Yiran, the eldest son of their generation in the Feng clan, was 18. Good-looking and tall, he had what it took to make girls squeal in excitement.
However, he was sneering now.
"Brother!" Feng Liu glared at Feng Yiran. "Have you forgotten already? When Feng Wu was still that genius back then, everyone idolized her and she almost took your position as clan heir! And you're helping her now?!"
Feng Yiran thought his own sister a hopeless fool. It didn't do her any good to speak everything that was on her mind. This girl was indeed spoiled.
"Liu Er, smart men never have to tackle their enemies themselves." Feng Yiran rubbed Feng Liu's head affectionately. "You'll come to grief if you keep acting this way."
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