The Return of the Seventh Young Lady-Chapter 43 - 42

Chapter 42

"N...No! Don’t come near me! Please, don’t!"

Mu Luofei’s frantic screams filled the room as she tried desperately to escape the grip of the imposing bandit.

"Just stay calm, little miss. Wouldn’t it be easier to just not resist and avoid your sister’s fate?" the scarred man taunted with a cruel chuckle, finding delight in her struggle.

"N...No! Please, don’t touch me! Please! I beg you!" Mu Luofei pleaded through her tears, her once meticulously styled hair now a disheveled mess from her efforts to break free.

But her pleading and desperate gaze only seemed to amuse the man further. He grinned, finding her fear and beauty under distress captivating.

He licked his lips and grabbed her chin firmly. "You’re truly beautiful. What a pity you’re too young; otherwise..."

Terror engulfed Mu Luofei as she trembled uncontrollably, feeling an overwhelming revulsion. The man’s suggestions and insinuations sent chills down her spine!

“Shivering like a baby bird, huh!”

Laughing mockingly, he tightened his grip on her chin, "Don’t fret, child. You’re far too young for us to bother with right now!"

“Hahaha”

The other bandits joined in his laughter, as if the conversation was nothing more than a crude joke among them.

Mu Luofei, grasping a momentary sense of safety, felt a glimmer of relief. However, as she caught the reflection of the knife blade he wielded, her fear surged anew.

Observing her gaze fixated on the knife, the man smirked, holding the blade closer to her face to taunt her further,

"Scared of getting a scar like your sister, are you?"

"Do...Don’t! Keep it away! Don’t you dare!"

Mu Luofei screamed loudly. From a very young age, the only thing that pleased her most was her appearance.

Her beauty had always been her pride, cherished and praised by all, saying she would become the most beautiful woman of all!

Moreover, her appearance was her only asset that could stand against her rival: Mu Qingxuan!

If her face were marred, she couldn’t stand against Mu Qingxuan anymore!

She wouldn’t allow it!

She couldn’t let herself lose her beauty!

“Hah! But, you know, if your face had one or two more scars, you might become even more beautiful..." the man with the scar smirked evilly, before he slashed the knife across the girl’s cheek.

"Aaaaah!"

Mu Luofei shut her eyes tight, jerking her head away with full force, causing the knife to slice through her hair instead.

Clumps of her hair fell to the ground, revealing a large dent on her head.

When she couldn’t feel any pain that should be inflicted on her cheek, she opened her eyes and glanced at the knife in that man’s hand.

Seeing the lack of new blood on the blade, she felt a momentary relief that her face was spared. However, seeing the severed locks sent a chill through her.

Her hair?

Her swan-like eyes slowly shifted to the scattered strands beside her. She saw a significant portion had been cut off, leaving an obvious gap.

“N...No! No! Not this!"

She murmured like a crazy person. Hair was also the vital part that enhanced her appearance.

If her hair were to be severed, then how could she still be a beauty!

"My hair! Give my hair back! My hair! Aaaaah...!"

Mu Luofei thrashed wildly, her eyes bloodshot like a demon, looking quite threatening.

The man with the scar watched her frenzied state, amused before mockingly saying, "Ah...now I know how to take ’special’ care of you, hehe."

"Hold her tight! I’ll give her a new haircut! She’ll be even more beautiful than before!"

The bandits converged, gripping her limbs firmly to prevent her escape. Their faces all revealed a ruthless expression, but their eyes were full of amusement as if watching a joyful scene.

"Aaaaah! Get off! Go away! D...Don’t come near me! Go away! Aaaaah!"

Mu Luofei screamed with tears, her high-pitched voice sliced through the hearts of all the girls who sat peeking with fear.

The bandit with scar on his face yanked her tied hair to fall, gathering it into tufts, shearing her beautiful hair with that small knife.

“Sob...let me go! Don’t do this to me! Waaah...” Mu Luofei stared at the pile on the ground with a broken heart.

Her head began to lighten, losing all the weight from the hair that should be on her head. But no matter how she begged or pleaded or cried loudly, these demons continued to shear her hair without stopping.

“Ah...!”

Mu Luofei continued to scream, trying to escape from the grasp of the strong men. But the more she struggled, the more they increased the strength of their hands that gripped her arms, legs, and shoulders until her entire body became bruised.

"Hahaha! Look at that, even prettier now!"

They jeered, taking turns to appreciate the almost balding head of the girl, admiring the patchy, awkward haircut they had inflicted. It looked so funny that they laughed out loud.

"Waaah..."

Mu Luofei, now released and left to her own devices, slumped down to the floor, utterly drained. Her beautiful face was still marred by tears, her delicate hands slowly caressing her head.

Overwhelmed by grief, regret, and despair, her tears flowed endlessly, as if without cease. She scrambled to gather all the strands of hair from the ground, clutching them to her chest like a madwoman.

"Sob...my...hair...Waah..."

She clutched the strands tightly, weeping as if her heart would break. Once a beautiful girl, she now became an almost baldy, resembling neither human nor ghost.

Her scalp displayed uneven gaps, some areas short, others long, some spots so thinly shorn that the scalp was visible, while elsewhere locks remained in tangled clumps.

"Hahaha”

The brutish men all shared a hearty laugh that eventually quieted down as they observed the girl’s disheveled state with scornful glances before turning to exit the room.

However, as the scar-faced man turned to leave, Mu Luofei, driven to madness by despair, caught sight of a hairpin on the floor, not far from her grasp.

A vengeful thought whispered from her subconscious, urging her to seize the pin and stab the man in retaliation for his earlier cruelty.

Overwhelmed by anguish and without a second thought, Mu Luofei grasped the hairpin, raising it high and lunged at the scar-faced man.

"Damn monster! Die!"

"Hey! Ouch!"

The man, caught off guard, felt the deep stab of the hairpin, it went in his back half of its length; he threw Mu Luofei to the ground in shock.

Thud!

“Cough, couch.”

Mu Luofei, who was thrown to the ground, couched up a big pile of blood while curling up in pain from the forceful impact.

Yet seeing the scar-faced man’s pained expression and the blood seeping from his wound, her eyes gleamed with a brief, vindictive satisfaction, followed by a faint, mocking laughter.

“H...Hahaha”

He quickly grasped the wound and yanked out the embedded hairpin, glaring menacingly at the frail figure on the ground.

"You little curse! Dared to attack me! Good...You’ll pay!" With those words, he viciously kicked her in the abdomen, sending her crashing against the wall.

Thud!

“Aaah!”

The other girls, witnessing this, screamed and scurried away, leaving an open path for the five brutish men to approach Mu Luofei.

“Cough, couch.”

Coughing and spluttering blood, she felt agonizing pain throughout her body, as if her bones were shattered. Soon, she saw the men’s feet loomed over her.

A deep regret for her earlier impulsive action filled her heart. Her eyes displayed a deep-seated fear.

She shouldn’t have done that!

Why had she let herself indulge in the moment of revenge that would lead to such severe consequences?

"On account of this wretched girl seeking trouble...teach her a lesson she won’t forget!" commanded the scar-faced man. The other five brutes closed in and began beating her mercilessly.

Thud!

Bang!

Crash!

“Aaaah...!”

Amidst her screams, Mu Luofei protected her face with her hands, fearing the demons would disfigure her face.

Kicks, punches, and slaps rained down upon her till she nearly lost her consciousness. Every blow brought excruciating pain, her battered body turning over like worthless debris. It was a terrible suffering that she had never dreamed of experiencing before.

“Cough, couch.”

Mu Luofei coughed up more blood, her entire face was stained with blood that she had coughed up many times before.

Her once pristine and radiant skin was now covered in deep, purple bruises. As she lay defeated, her breaths were shallow and labored.

After those men had left, it took over an hour before the other girls dared to raise their heads and look at the two unfortunate sisters with sympathetic eyes.

A thirteen-year-old girl stood up, walked over, and helped Mu Qin Shuang sit up against the wall. She then took out a handkerchief to gently dab away the blood from the wound on the left side of her face.

Another fourteen-year-old girl cautiously approached Mu Luofei, touching her shoulder lightly, trying to help her sit up, "Will...will you be alright?"

"Don’t bother me!"

Mu Luofei snapped back fiercely. Although her voice was weak, it was filled with resentment. She gathered her strength and pushed the girl, causing her to fall.

Thud!

"Ouch!"

The girl wasn’t prepared and fell backward onto the floor, crying out in pain, her face contorting briefly.

"D...Don’t pretend to care about me! You all just sat there watching us get hurt, not even thinking to lend a hand. And now you act kind?"

Mu Luofei glared at the girl and then around at the other girls in the room, her gaze fierce and accusing. The pity in their eyes seemed nothing more than mockery, belittling her degraded state!

"N...No, it’s not that I didn’t want to help you. I...I just didn’t want to end up like that too,"

The girl spoke softly, her head bowed, unable to meet Mu Luofei’s eyes, her face showing remorse.

As Mu Luofei swept her gaze to the others in the room, they all had the same reaction; all averted their eyes, feeling ashamed.

“Humph!”

Mu Luofei sneered, "All of you are just selfish! If you weren’t going to help from the start, don’t pretend to care now. It’s disgusting!"

After speaking, Mu Luofei slowly stood up with difficulty, staggering toward her unconscious sister by the wall. The girl who had wiped her face had removed all blood stains, revealing the gruesome wound.

Mu Luofei sat down beside Mu Qin Shuang, gently touching her swollen cheek, her eyes welling up again.

Why?

Why did they have to endure this ordeal?

It should have been that vile girl, Mu Yingying!

All the misfortunes should have befallen her!

Indeed!

All this misfortune should be attributed to that vile Mu Yingying alone!

Because of her!

Mu Luofei swore...if she survived, she would make that girl pay for everything!

She swore!

Mu Luofei clenched her fist, her eyes burning with the flames of vengeance.

From sorrow, regret, and despair, she transformed into a vessel of vengeance, giving her the will to persevere.

She must survive!

She must survive...to exact retribution on her enemy!

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