Chapter 5: Locked in the Woodshed

However, the development of events before her eyes was exactly what she had hoped for. Pretending to be terrified and offering no resistance, Su Wanluo was eventually taken away by subordinates, while Yang Haoxuan continued his search for something.

This also led Su Wanluo to speculate: Yang Haoxuan wasn't looking for her at all. If that were the case, could he be looking for that mysterious man?

With a flicker in her eyes, the man she had struck with her object flashed through Su Wanluo's mind.

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Su Wanluo was locked in a woodshed, waiting for the judgment of the Side Consort, Ji Miao'er.

Because Ji Miao'er had not yet fully recovered from her lingering toxins, she had no time to deal with her for the moment; thus, in the eyes of others, Su Wanluo was lucky enough to live for a few more days.

The dilapidated woodshed was drafty from all four sides, with spiders and centipedes lurking in every corner. Fortunately, Su Wanluo had seen places far worse than this, so she wouldn't be unaccustomed to it; if this were an ordinary girl, she would have been too terrified to stay for even a minute.

Su Wanluo sat steadily in the corner with a cold sneer, beginning to formulate her revenge plan. *Ji Miao'er, since I have returned to the Marquis Mansion, your and Yang Haoxuan's peaceful days have come to an end.*

Scanning the area, she noticed that rusted nails were embedded in several places. She walked over, gripped one with her fingers, and using a bit of clever strength, pulled the rusted nail out.

Mm, it seemed that although she had changed bodies, some of her specialized skills could still be executed with ease. Using the same method repeatedly, she already had over twenty nails, each a bit over two inches long, in her hand.

Su Wanluo put the nails away and sat on the ground, pulling a sharp and hard silver hairpin from her hair. At her level of skill, she no longer picked specific weapons for killing.

Hmph, to her, any sharp tool capable of killing was capital for survival; and she, if she wanted revenge, could not remain unarmed.

The next day.

Just as dawn broke, the woodshed door was kicked open rudely. Then, a maidservant of about fourteen or fifteen years old entered in single file, followed by several burly servants.

"Take this low-class woman to the Consort. The Heir intends to personally seek justice for the Consort."

The young maid looked at Su Wanluo's dazzlingly beautiful purple hair with disdain. The Charm Race was the lowest-ranking race among all the races on the entire continent; humans, however, stood at the apex of the racial pyramid. In other words, even though Su Wanluo was a direct descendant of the Grand Marshal Su's household, she was actually inferior to a human maidservant.

The servants understood nothing of "cherishing the fair"; they roughly grabbed Su Wanluo and dragged her out. In their eyes, the Charm Race held even lower status than cattle or horses, and touching her was an insult. They truly couldn't understand why the young masters of noble families would insist on liking things they looked down upon.

A cold, murderous aura rose in Su Wanluo's eyes. With a flick of her arm, she repelled several servants. Her face shifted with a baleful expression. "I can walk myself. I'm warning you, if you dare continue to touch me, watch your lives."

Before she had strength, she would indeed live with her tail between her legs, but that did not mean everyone could bully her at will.

The servants were startled by her force, but they didn't think much of it; after all, they disdained touching low-blooded beings, so Su Wanluo's reaction played right into their hands.

One burly servant spat and cursed loudly, "A low-blooded creature acting so arrogant, I've truly seen it all."

Another nudged him. "Enough, let's hurry and take her there. Otherwise, if the Heir and the Consort are kept waiting, we won't have enough heads to be decapitated."

Su Wanluo sneered. She would allow these dog-like slaves to live a little longer. Who did he think he was, daring to look down on her?