Translated by K of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
Madam Yu looked behind her. JinZhu and YinZhu understood. Both unsheathed a long sword and circled the hall. With fast, merciless moves, they had killed all of the Wen Sect's disciples within seconds. Wang LingJiao saw that it'd soon be her turn. She threatened with the last of her strength, "You... You think that you can silence me? You think Young Master Wen doesn't know that I'm here today? You think that he'll let you go, after he knows about this?!"
YinZhu sneered, "You sound as if he has let us go already."
Wang LingJiao, "I'm close to Young Master Wen, I'm the closest one! If you dare do anything to me, he'll..."
Madam Yu gave her another slap. She mocked, "He'll do what? Cut our hands or our legs off? Or burn down our residence? Or lead thousands of people to raze Lotus Pier to the ground? Build a supervision office?"
JinZhu approached, sword in hand. Wang LingJiao's eyes were filled with fear. Kicking her legs, she shrunk back as she shrieked, "Somebody! Help! Wen ZhuLiu! Help me!"
Madam Yu's expression hardened. With one foot on Wang LingJiao's wrist, she unsheathed her sword. Just as the blade was about to fall, it suddenly bounced away.
Wei WuXian and Jiang Cheng turned to look. The doors to the hall had already been blown apart, and a man of a tall physique barged inside. He wore black clothes and had on him a grave expression. It was Wen Chao's personal guard, a cultivator of very high level, Wen ZhuLiu.
Her sword having fallen, Madam Yu held Zidian across her cheek, "Core-Melting Hand?"
Wen ZhuLiu's voice was cold, "Violet Spider?"
One of Wang LingJiao's hands was still under her foot. She felt so much pain that her features looked twisted, tears smeared all over, "Wen ZhuLiu! Wen ZhuLiu! Help me, help me now!"
Madam Yu snorted, "Wen ZhuLiu? Core-Melting Hand, isn't your original name Zhao ZhuLiu? Your surname clearly wasn't Wen, but you wanted to change your surname no matter what. Everyone's rushing like ducklings. Is the surname of those Wen-dogs really that precious? Turning back on your ancestors-how laughable!"
Wen ZhuLiu remained unswayed, seemingly indifferent, "Each serves their own master."
The two of them had just exchanged a few words, yet Wang LingJiao began to scream again, unable to bear it, "Wen ZhuLiu! Don't you see what I look like?! Why are you chit-chatting instead of killing her right now?! Is this how Young Master Wen told you to protect me?! Watch out or else I'll denounce you!"
Madam Yu ground her foot into her arm. Wang LingJiao broke into a wail. Wen ZhuLiu, on the other hand, knit his brows. He was protecting Wen Chao under Wen RuoHan's orders. He'd never liked Wen Chao's character to begin with. Yet, there were no worst circumstances, but only worse circumstances. Wen Chao ordered him to come protect Wang LingJiao. The woman was not only shallow and conceited but also cruel at heart, gaining much dislike from him. However, no matter how much he didn't like her, he couldn't go against Wen RuoHan and Wen Chao's orders and kill her. The good thing was that Wang LingJiao loathed him as well. She ordered that he could only follow from a distance, prohibited from appearing in her sight unless she told him to, so that she wouldn't be as annoyed. Yet, in such a situation, the woman was on the verge of losing her life. If he did nothing, Wen Chao would definitely fly into a rage and refuse to let him go. And if he refused to let him go, then Wen RuoHan wouldn't leave the matter at that either.
Wen ZhuLiu, "Excuse me."
Zidian flew out. Madam Yu shouted, "How pretentious!"
Wen ZhuLiu's large hand waved. He grabbed Zidian without any concern!
