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"Can this account be settled like this? I can't accept it. When I go back, I will definitely confront those heartless people again," Ziyan said through gritted teeth.
Seeing Ziyan like this, Ling Yuxuan felt at a loss for words. Anyone would likely lose their composure in such a situation. Rather than letting her harbor a burning anger inside, it would be better to let her vent it out.
Those people from the old house truly deserved to die a hundred times over! With this thought in mind, Ling Yuxuan chose not to persuade her any further.
When Ziyan learned of the major incident at home, she immediately lifted the curtain of the carriage and urged the coachman to hurry.
Thus, the coachman had no choice but to crack his whip repeatedly, urging the horses to gallop quickly toward Hengfeng County Town.
They raced non-stop for more than a day and finally returned to Heng County City in the early hours of the night.
As the carriage traveled along the familiar bluestone road and approached the Zi Family Spiced Braise restaurant, they saw a house ahead filled with wailing and bright lights.
The coachman, curious, cracked his whip again with force. Suddenly, everyone heard a loud neigh from the horses.
Ziyan's heart began to pound inexplicably. As she and Ling Yuxuan simultaneously reached out to pull open the curtain, they saw that their home was bustling with noise. It seemed there was even white satin hanging.
In an instant, both Ling Yuxuan and Ziyan's hearts trembled uncontrollably.
What was going on?
When they left, Father-in-law had already regained consciousness. Old Man Mo had also said that his life was no longer in danger. How could they return to such a scene today? Could it be that he...
Just as Ling Yuxuan quickly processed this, she saw her beloved child recklessly jump down from the carriage without regard for anything else. Perhaps due to her impatience, she nearly fainted.
Seeing her almost fall to the ground, Ling Yuxuan immediately used her lightness skill to leap out and support her.
But the next moment, Ziyan felt a little better and stumbled forward to grab a Clerk who was busy pasting white slips, urgently asking, "Who died? What happened here?"
The Clerk immediately recognized Ziyan and hurriedly intended to bow first. However, Ziyan interrupted directly, "Quickly tell me, what exactly happened?"
"Second Miss, Master has committed suicide," the Clerk said with a sobbing tone.
This statement struck Ziyan like a thunderbolt, extinguishing any remaining glimmer of hope in her heart.
Without hesitation, she rushed towards the direction of the Yard. As soon as she entered the Yard, she saw her mother Zhou and sister Ziying being supported as they sat beside the Stone Table in the courtyard, already crying like two sorrowful figures.
Servants were bustling in and out of the room, and a large coffin had already been placed in the Yard.
When Zhou and Ziying saw Ziyan return, their cries grew even more heart-wrenching. Ziyan rushed forward to embrace her mother and sister, and soon the three of them were crying together.
After a long while, Ziyan released her mother and sister. Wiping her tears, she dashed out of the house like a gust of wind, snatching the reins from the Clerk who was tying up a horse.
Then she leaped onto the horse, squeezed her legs together, and gave a firm slap to the horse's rear. The horse took off like an arrow shot from a bow, racing away into the distance.
Of course, at that moment when Ziyan was engaged in this series of frantic actions, several sharp-eyed and quick-handed individuals also jumped onto their horses one after another, following her direction.
It was now early morning; the eastern sky was gradually lightening on the horizon. The sound of roosters crowing echoed from nearby villages.
Thus, in the dark night, a group of knights swiftly rode out of the city towards Zijia Village under the stars.
Meanwhile, at Zijia Village, the old residence of the Zhi Family stood prominently with a brand new courtyard.
At this moment, the courtyard was quiet as Ziyan handed the reins to Ling Yuxuan, who was following closely behind her.
She quickly kicked open the new door, and it seemed that everyone inside was still asleep; no one got out of bed because of Ziyan's kick. They merely turned over and continued sleeping.
Ziyan noticed a hammer in the corner of the yard, picked it up, and shouted at the group following her, "Smash!"
There wasn't much in the courtyard to smash, but the newly built courtyard wall and door were hardly more solid than paper in front of these true powerhouses.
Ziyan first used her true energy to smash one of the newly constructed walls with the hammer. With a loud bang, the wall collapsed.
At this moment, a few people in the Zhi Family Old Residence began to wake up and open their doors.
Ziyan saw someone coming out, and it happened to be her notoriously cruel third uncle. She rushed forward and punched him squarely in the nose.
Zi Lao San, who had not fully grasped the situation, was struck by this punch and felt a dull pain in his head, while blood flowed from his nose like a small spring.
"Someone! This is terrible! Murder!" This scene was witnessed by Third Aunt of Zi, who let out a howl.
In an instant, everyone in the Zhi Family Old Residence—young and old, men and women—was startled awake. They rushed into the courtyard, almost all disheveled and improperly dressed.
"Come at me! Smash!"
Ziyan didn't care about anything else; it was even better that everyone came out. One person for each attacker, two for each pair. Today wouldn't be a complete massacre, but at least they would see that she was no longer the little girl they could easily fool or bully.
Thinking of this reminded Ziyan of how they had tried to sell her sister and even suggested burning down their house in the mountains. Those small matters could be forgotten, but now they had caused her father's death!
They must pay a heavy price; otherwise, I will never back down.
Ziyan had not lost her mind; her reason was still intact, at least she had not randomly taken the lives of these people.
So, as she watched those people all crowd into the originally empty Yard, Ziyan once again took the lead and began to strike at every Purple Family Member in sight. Of course, this excluded the underage children.
Ziyan ignored everyone, determined to finish the beating and smashing before anything else, leading the group through nearly an hour of chaos.
Finally, when she saw that every valuable item in the Zi Family's houses had been smashed to pieces and every adult was left crawling on the ground from the beating inflicted by her and her followers, Ziyan waved her hand, signaling everyone to stop.
Ziyan slowly approached the so-called oldest elder, the Purple Old Man, who had been cursing non-stop: "Have you cursed enough? You care about yourself and about all your sons and grandsons except for my father. So you conspired to kill my father. Oh! I forgot to tell you, my father is dead; he took his own life to avoid dragging our family down."
Taking a deep breath, Ziyan continued, "Maybe you don't care about your own son's life, but I do. My whole family cares. How many lives do you think I should take today to accompany my Father in death?"
As Ziyan spoke fiercely, she occasionally shot cold smiles at the Purple Old Man.
When it came to Zi Ke, the Purple Old Man finally trembled and stuttered, "Second Brother is really dead? Dead... dead—"
"It was you; it was you vile people worse than pigs and dogs who killed my father. I want your lives!" Ziyan stared intensely at the Purple Old Man.
"Granddaughter, granddaughter, listen to Grandpa; that was just an accident. Your father died by accident—" The Purple Old Man awkwardly tried to deflect.
"An accident? If it weren't for that accident, you would have sent my father to that merciless battlefield to die by the enemy's sword. So you bear no responsibility?" Looking at the Purple Old Man who showed no signs of remorse, Ziyan suddenly laughed in anger. "Hahaha—"
Ling Yuxuan noticed that something was off with her little girl and quickly stepped forward with concern: "Girl! Are you okay?"
Ziyan certainly understood her Demonically Charming Man's concerns and immediately replied, "It's nothing, I just... I just didn't expect there to be such a heartless father in this world, and such a shameless grandfather."
The pain in Ziyan's heart was indescribable!
At that moment, if she could, she truly wanted to stab him to the ground with a sword. But reason told her she couldn't do that. Long before they returned from Chu County, Ling Yuxuan had told her that her father did not want them to harm anyone from the Zhi Family Old Residence.
So there was only one way: to exile all those who had bullied her family in Zijia Village, along with the old residence, to the cold northern border, never to have any contact again.
Having made her decision, today she had fought and vented her frustrations; it was time to wield the power of Xuan Wang Ye.
“Xuan Wang Ye, I want to exile all those who have bullied my family in Zijia Village to live in the far northern border. From now on, they must never set foot in Chu County again. What do you think?”
“Of course, as long as my Yan'er is happy,” Ling Yuxuan responded seriously, taking up the words of his Beloved Child.
“What? My lord? Aren't you the son of the hunter from that mountain?” Purple Old Man stared wide-eyed like two blood-red bullseyes, fixated on Ling Yuxuan.
But what awaited him next was nothing but mockery and disdain. Then, as if recalling something, Purple Old Man began to bow his head first towards Ziyan, then towards Ling Yuxuan. He said, “Elder, I was wrong. Granddaughter, Prince Xuan, please don’t send us so far away. Elder is already old and really cannot walk anymore. Please spare us this time for the sake of our blood ties!”
“Hmph, spare you? Unless you can bring my father back to life! Otherwise, don't even think about it. You caused my father's death; you should have your heads taken for that. It’s only because of my father's past instructions that I’m letting you live.”
After leaving this remark, Ziyan turned and left the Zhi Family Old Residence. On her way back, feeling heartbroken, she tightly nestled into the arms of Ling Yuxuan, who was riding the same horse. Her eyes were vacant and heavy with fatigue.
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