Ming Shu went back to the room for servant disciples. This was a room for five people, and the space was limited.
The environment was tough, but Ming Shu felt quite tired, so she didn't mind it and fell asleep very soon.
The light in the room gradually weakened.
The faint sound of footsteps came from nearby. Someone came into the room, then went back out in a minute.
After about a quarter of an hour, the noise sounded again.
The footsteps came closer to Ming Shu.
Ming Shu turned over slightly and opened her eyes. She swiftly reached out to block a wooden basin that was about to pour water over her head, and pushed it aside. The basin broke away from its holder's hand and was smashed to the ground.
Clatter—
Water spilled all over the ground.
Ming Shu rolled over to sit up and covered her legs with her skirt. She sorted out her messy hair, then looked up slowly, staring at the girl who was standing in front of her with a surprised look.
Ming Shu yawned. "You really work hard to prepare me for such a big surprise in the middle of the night."
The girl was somewhat startled, but she immediately remembered what she came for. She scolded in a harsh voice, "You haven't done your work tonight, but dare to sleep here! Do you think you're a noble rich family's lady? Get up, don't be daydreaming. Go to work!"
"No."
"No?" The girl's voice became even sharper. "Xuan Ji, you're bold now. Do you think you're an outer sect disciple? Get up now!"
As she was talking, the girl was about to pull at Ming Shu.
Ming Shu seized the momentum to catch her hand, then tossed her to the bed in a backhand move.
"Ahhhhh—!"
The girl's shrill cries rang out and attracted disciples from nearby rooms. Someone rushed in while rebuking Ming Shu, "What are you doing, Xuan Ji? Let go of Sister Xiang Lan."
"Let go?" Ming Shu smiled at the person. "Okay."
She pulled Xiang Lan up and then released her hand. Xiang Lan suddenly lost her balance and was left hanging in the air. The next minute she directly fell into the water stain on the ground.
Xiang Lan gasped fiercely. She felt like she was almost suffocated.
"Sister Xiang Lan!"
"Sister Xiang Lan, are you all right? Come on, I got you."
Xiang Lan stood up with the help of others. She glared at Ming Shu with a black face while clenching her teeth. "Teach this bitch a lesson. She was not beaten for one day and and then forgets who's the leader here."
Ming Shu smiled slightly.
Among the servant disciples, this Xiang Lan was the head. She bullied the Host before very often. In the beginning, the Host once resisted, but there were too many of them, and the Host couldn't do anything to them at all.
She was either forced to do other people's work, or was robbed of her very little food. Being drenched in cold water during sleep like tonight was also frequent.
The Host never did anything excessive, just always wore a poker face and was unwilling to talk to others. But these people somehow loved to bully her.
Perhaps it was because the Host looked like fair game, or she never admitted defeat, which made them uncomfortable.
"Ahhhhh—"
