Chapter 6: Prelude: I Said, Let Her Go!

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"Third Young Miss, you have gone too far!" Qing'er was kicked by An Jinmo, tumbling several times. Her neatly pinned hair came loose and scattered, and a trace of blood faintly trickled from the corner of her mouth. She stared directly into An Jinmo's eyes, her gaze filled with fury and hatred.

"Presumptuous!" An Jinmo's temper seemed to have been completely ignited by Qing'er; her face, which had just regained its composure, instantly contorted once again.

"Hang her up!"

Shouting to the servants beside her, a flash of ruthlessness flickered in An Jinmo's eyes.

Whether she had gone too far or not was not for a useless maid to lecture her on.

At An Jinmo's command, the people around her sprang into action. It looked as though they were already hoisting the incredibly weak Qing'er up.

Just as they were about to hang Qing'er from a tree, a calm voice brought all their actions to a halt.

"Let her go."

An Mujin walked out from the pavilion, her movements extremely elegant as she approached An Jinmo's location without haste.

Her expression was indifferent; she showed no sign of terror upon witnessing the scene.

She simply stood there, incredibly calm, as if she were an outsider.

A clear scent faintly emanated from her—the scent of nature, utterly natural.

"Miss." Seeing that An Mujin was the one appearing before her, Qing'er's racing heart instantly settled.

Her watery eyes instantly clouded with mist. Feeling a complete loss of strength throughout her body, Qing'er felt as though she were about to faint.

As for the people around them, they all froze slightly the moment they saw An Mujin appear.

They even forgot what they were originally supposed to be doing. An Mujin had arrived before their eyes silently, as if she were someone who did not belong to the mortal world.

The feeling she gave them was that this "useless person" was no longer the useless person of the past.

"I was wondering who it was—it's just Eldest Sister!" An Jinmo was the first to snap out of it, annoyed with herself for being momentarily dazed by An Mujin's appearance.

She continued to look at An Mujin with eyes full of disdain.

Only this time, she strangely began to scrutinize An Mujin closely; she had a feeling that An Mujin had changed.

"I said, let her go." An Mujin did not pay An Jinmo any mind, instead ignoring her entirely and walking straight to Qing'er's side.