Chapter 12: Showing Off One's Might Upon Returning to the Manor (2)

Half an hour later, at the Long Estate—the premier alchemy clan of the Star Feather Kingdom's imperial capital. A woman holding a white fox appeared at the main gate. At first glance, it was actually that useless waste who had married off just this morning—Long Ying!

"Move." Long Ming's thin lips parted slightly as he coldly spat out two words.

The guards at the gate were stunned for a moment before immediately putting on expressions of disgust. Acting as if they hadn't seen her, they tilted their heads back and began whistling. The several guards beside them began to laugh lowly.

"I've never seen anyone so disgraceful! A married daughter is like spilled water, and she actually came back on her very first day..."

"Isn't that the truth... They said she was a waste and the Prince wouldn't want her, but she didn't believe it! She practically threw herself into the marriage."

"Not just that! She usually just brings shame to the estate, but now she's bringing shame to the outside world too. She might as well not come back at all! Hahaha..."

Long Ying had extraordinary hearing; she heard every single one of these mocking words. Her expression suddenly darkened, and the hand hanging at her side slowly clenched into a fist. In Long Ying's arms, the little white fox could feel that she was currently brewing a force that should not be underestimated.

"Since you are all deaf, there is no need to stay in the Long family and waste food." As Long Ying finished speaking, she raised her hand and drew the Nine-Section Qilin Whip, delivering several 'crack, crack, crack' strikes. Immediately, a chorus of wails erupted...

"Ow, my ears!"

"Ow, my face..."

"Ah... ahhh! My arm, my arm is broken!"

Amidst the terrified screams, all the guards who had blocked Long Ying's path were like smashed watermelons. They lay sprawled on the ground, not only tumbling about haphazardly but also leaving blood flowing everywhere. The two maids remaining on the side who had not spoken were completely stunned in place. They looked at Long Ying in disbelief. They had never imagined that their Young Mistress could be so decisive and ruthless, her expression as solemn as the Grim Reaper!

This definitely wasn't the original Young Mistress! Could she have gone mad from the anger of having her engagement broken?

"You two, if you still want to keep your hands and feet, clean up all this noisy mess." Long Ying's voice was cold and sinister as she cast a sidelong glance at the two maids.

The two maids froze in fear, instantly holding their breath. That chilling voice sent a shiver down their spines. Not daring to delay for a moment, they gritted their teeth and tossed those half-dead people into a nearby trash cart like garbage, ordering the old driver to transport them to the outskirts of the city to be buried.

Long Ying curled her lips into a satisfied smile and turned back to look at the gates of the Long Estate. Holding the little fox, A-Li, in her arms with her head held high and chest out, she elegantly and calmly stepped over the rolling guards. She walked back into the Long Estate through the main gate with great poise. When the guards who arrived later saw that it wasn't some expert causing trouble, but merely the useless Young Mistress returning home, they didn't pay it any mind.

Relying on her memory, Long Ying walked leisurely toward her private chambers in the Long Estate. On the way, she passed a garden pavilion and saw several women dressed in fine silks chatting and laughing in the shade. With just one glance, Long Ying recognized them. These women were the sisters of this body.

"Oh my... did you know? The Third Prince is now unattached..." The Second Miss, Long Aohan, began with great interest, her eyebrows arched.

"Ah, wasn't it said that he married that waste from our family? The bridal sedan was even carried out of here!" Upon hearing this, the Fourth Miss, Long Xiandie, immediately became animated, yet she still asked a follow-up question in disbelief.