Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses-Chapter 799 - 271: An Xiaoning’s Melancholy! Wei Laoshi’s Gossip!_8
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
"I’d like to see how you can keep chopping; this is really painful..."
Before the words were finished, only a "crack" sound was heard!
An Xiaoning raised her hand and swung the axe down!
Everyone’s hearts tightened, watching as the axe already struck her right leg. Originally, her left leg was bleeding, but now her right leg was gushing blood.
Of course, it was also chicken blood.
"It hurts so much!"
An Xiaoning was hit hard, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, but she remained calm. In the silence around her, she extended her left hand and casually shook her wrist, turning her right wrist, then handed the axe with the handle facing forward.
"Here, it’s your turn." An Xiaoning smiled brightly and cutely, thinking to herself: I should’ve used less strength, that hit really hurt.
The servant started sweating profusely, his legs trembling uncontrollably, what... what is wrong with her?
This... is this something a normal person could do?
This...
Is she human!
She’s a lunatic, isn’t she?
"Your turn, little fellow." An Xiaoning’s right wrist twitched, making the axe jump up and down in her hand, her smile was even more benevolent.
The servant swallowed hard.
The people around couldn’t help but take a step back, looking at the servant and then at An Xiaoning, they were scared.
This is not just bullying, it looks like it will lead to a life-threatening situation!
Finally, the servant took the axe. He was a bit dizzy, used his left hand to wipe the sweat from the corner of his eyes, and took a deep breath.
His back was already scorching hot.
He looked at his leg, An Xiaoning’s left and right legs were bleeding and even trembling slightly, it was like something demonic!
An Xiaoning: It’s just numb from crouching.
The servant’s right hand holding the axe kept trembling.
He couldn’t do it!
This must be very painful!
A little while passed, and still, the axe didn’t come down.
Suddenly the servant cried out, and the axe dropped to the side, his thinking had been intensely overused, and it was burnt out in a short time.
"Hehehe."
How lucky... how lucky... An Xiaoning calmly came to the servant’s side, with her left hand covered in blood, she patted his shoulder, "Alright, alright, I’m not bullying you anymore, go on, drink that bowl of waste water, and we’ll still be good friends." 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
The servant cried, snot and tears flowing.
He was really scared, bullying others was fine, but when someone bullied him, he was just a coward!
An Xiaoning wouldn’t give in.
A real man stands by his word.
An Xiaoning directly locked her eyes on the other servant, saying: "Go get the waste bucket, and bring a ladle."
The other servant dared not refuse, An Xiaoning is a madwoman, he stumbled and dashed away.
He came back carrying the waste bucket and a ladle.
An Xiaoning frowned and stepped back two steps, calmly saying, "Feed him."
"Sister, are we really going to feed him?" The servant asked fearfully.
The first servant was already breaking down.
"What, do you want a taste too?" An Xiaoning asked with a smile.
"I don’t, I don’t!" The other servant immediately shook his head.
He filled the ladle brimming full, and in the stench, directly sent it towards the servant’s mouth, well, two gulps, he was fed till he was full. Watching An Xiaoning’s retreating figure, she had already left, only leaving one sentence behind.
"In the past, I had no choices; now, I just want to be a good person."
She really didn’t have a choice, if she tolerated it this time, what about next time? She couldn’t withstand it, she was walking on a tightrope the entire time, if there was no chicken blood beforehand, no acting tough, then at that moment, the servant might have impulsively chopped down, and once he did it the first time, he wouldn’t be afraid later, then it would be worse!
This is a psychological game, An Xiaoning was using the minds of the people around her the whole time.
It sounds a bit bloody, but when An Xiaoning thought of how these people had treated her, it seemed too lenient.
Could a good person chase a girl out to rest in the snow during winter? Could a good person soak a girl’s quilt in cold water and make her sleep in it? Could a good person drop hot coals on a girl’s feet and laugh, asking if it burned?
No, right.
An Xiaoning has scars on her feet from the coals, she endured before because she was unlucky, but this time if she kept quiet, she might not survive.
Just thinking.
An Xiaoning also silently sighed.
How could it be so simple? She was just a little servant, in the same Bai Mansion, but with vastly different fates, only a wall apart.
"Eh, the handsome uncle will never pay attention to me."
"Wooo."
"My luck is so bad."
