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."
However, Feng Liu, the spoiled girl, brushed off his advice. "Of course you have to do it yourself! Where's the fun in watching the action on the side? Hmph! Who the hell does Feng Wu think she is? I'm going to give her a hard time, I mean it!"
After those words, Feng Liu threw off Feng Yiran's hand and rushed back inside the house, smirking as she ran. "I'd like to see if she can stay this calm when she sees her mother and brother!"
When Feng Wu entered the middle court, still carrying the basket, what she saw infuriated her instantly!
Her innocent younger brother was doing hard manual work in the spacious courtyard. He was naked to the waist and she could make out some welts on the fair skin of his back. Covered in sweat, he was panting as he carried some bricks around.
He was moving them across the courtyard.
Carrying bricks? Feng Wu's eyes widened!
Caiyue, Feng Liu's maid who had grown up with her, stood there with an inky black whip in her hand. She cracked it loudly in the empty air and berated Feng Wu's younger brother like an exploitative supervisor. "Faster! Finish your task and don't even think about shirking! The young master and my mistress have made it clear that you're not resting until you've finished moving all ten thousand bricks!"
Feng Wu's beautiful mother was weeping like a pear blossom soaking in the rain. "Xiaoqi, my poor Xiaoqi… why isn't your sister here, Xiaoqi… are you alright? Does it hurt…"
Her mother wasn't called a beauty for nothing. Back in her day, she was deemed the most beautiful woman in the Junwu Empire. Her skin was fairer than snow, her hands were so soft that they looked boneless, and she moved in the most graceful manner. In a word, her beauty was breathtaking. Now that she was crying, she seemed to outshine the sun, the moon, and heaven and earth!
The beautiful lady then tried to run over to Feng Xiaoqi to help him, but Qiaomo, Feng Liu's other maid, grabbed her hand and stopped her.
Gazing at the weeping lady, Qiaomo turned to look the other way.
The lady was so beautiful, and her crying only made her more attractive. Even Qiaomo, who was a girl and Feng Liu's maid, couldn't help but feel touched by the lady's weeping. If it were up to her, she would readily loosen her grip and help the lady out.
Feng Wu put down the basket and shouted, "Stop!"
All eyes turned to her instantly!
"Aww —" Feng Xiaoqi was the first to react. He was the seventh son of the Feng family and Feng Wu's own brother.
"Sister! Sister!" Feng Xiaoqi grew up under Feng Wu's wing, and during the past three days of being tormented and abused, he had never stopped praying that his god-like big sister would descend the next moment and rescue him from this misery!
Although his sister was deprived of all her cultivation, Feng Xiaoqi firmly believed that nothing in this world could beat his genius sister!
Feng Xiaoqi yelped, then hurtled toward Feng Wu like a cannonball, so fast that the others didn't have time to react.
"Sister, look what they did to me!" Wrapping his arms around Feng Wu's neck, Feng Xiaoqi whined loudly!
"Xiaowu, sob —" The beautiful lady also broke free of Qiaomo's grip — more precisely, Qiaomo let her go on purpose.
All her weeping did nothing to mar her stunning beauty. Instead, it only accentuated how appealing she was. Stumbling toward Feng Wu until she caught her daughter by the sleeve, the slim, beautiful lady looked so delicate and touching. "Sob… Xiaowu, my Xiaowu… you're finally back…"
Feng Wu was the real pillar of this family of three.
The corner of her mouth twitching a little, Feng Wu rubbed her forehead in resignation.
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