Chapter 67 - Recalling Past Events
She found a white robe with Datura flowers from the closet for Liu Rushuang to put on.
After she tidied up, Liu Rushuang sat at the table and drank some tea. Qing’Er sat on on the other side.
Qing’Er looked at the unconcerned expression on Liu Rushuang’s face and blinked. “Young Miss, I think Clan Master Ming Ye seemed to have it out for you. Is it all because you beat him?”
Liu Rushuang grinned callously and recalled what happened in the past.
“It’s not all because I beat him. There were many reasons. I remember when I first arrived at Blood Feast and was allocated to the beginner’s level for training. There was one time when the former clan leader was out and I took the opportunity to sneak into his room to find the rare book of martial arts. The book had records of many inner breath cultivation methods and I went a little crazy reading it. I never imagined that the former clan leader would come back and find out the next morning. The clan leader looked like he wanted to kill me. I was so anxious. That was the first time I conjured a revolving ball of fiery inner breath in retaliation. The former clan leader was a little surprised that I could gather inner breath with fire properties, but more than anything, he was furious. He called two guards in and dragged me out to be executed and fed to the hounds.”
Qing’Er’s eyes widened to the most it could stretch when she heard the story. “Clan master Ming Ye really was too cruel. You were only five years old at the time! Then, what happened after?” she asked worriedly.
Liu Rushuang’s fingers tapped the table and wore a cold smile. “I wanted to go back and get revenge. How could I just die there? So, I used all my strength to attack those two guards. When I got angry, my eyes turned red again and I used the keys to inner breath that I secretly learned, then gathered non-stop fire balls. In the end, I defeated those two guards. I deliriously attacked the former clan leader again. After he hit me until I fell unconcious, his room was covered in flames.”
Qing’Er burst out laughing and asked enthusiastically, “Back then, the former clan leader must have definitely looked scary. Then, what happened next?”
Liu Rushuang glanced at Qing’Er who was laughing heartlessly and broke out in cold sweat just by thinking of what happened. Her eyes looked heavy, as she continued. “After that, I was tied up in a cell and they used ice-cold water to wake me up. When I opened my eyes, I saw the former clan leader angry. He saw that I had woken up and ordered people to whip five year old me. I wouldn’t stop yelling at the former clan leader, who sat in the seat of honor and ignored everything. Eventually, I couldn’t take it anymore and felt like I was going to be beaten to death, so I begged for forgiveness with all my might. That’s when the former clan leader finally stepped forward and angrily told me that I destroyed many important things in his room. He asked whether I deserved to be punished.”
Qing’Er furrowed her browed and asked with a worried look on her face, “Young Miss, then what happened after?”
Liu Rushuang’s gaze looked deep. “At the time, I begged the former clan leader. I told him that I would do anything, as long as he helps me survive. The former clan leader thought about it for a moment and agreed, but the condition was to be his maid for five years to pay him back in full,” she said flatly.
“The former clan leader is so petty! You must have definitely suffered after that, right?” Qing’Er said resentfully.
Liu Rushuang twitched her lips into a smile and helplessly said, “I agreed to it just to survive. Thereafter, the former clan leader would find all kinds of ways to deliberately make things difficult for me, so of course I suffered.”
Qing’Er sighed and then asked, “Young Miss, then what’s with you and Clan Master Mo? Otherwise, why does he always challenge you?”
Liu Rushuang grinned. “When I was ten, I was already an advanced assassin who could easily accept missions and Mo Ye was the strongest expert assassin of them all. He’s older than me by five years and very rarely spoke a word. The former clan leader wanted to opress my air of arrogance, so he and I had a friendly fight. In the end, I won. Mo Ye is someone with a very strong sense of self-esteem, so he would often find me for friendly fights for the past five years. However, he’s never won a single time,” she said flatly.
After hearing what she said, Qing’Er smiled brightly and cried, “Young Miss, you’re amazing!”