Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 221 Horses Galloping Away Can’t Be Recalled (First Update)

Chapter 221: 221 Horses Galloping Away Can’t Be Recalled (First Update)

Upon hearing these words, aside from Mo Zhixuan, who still maintained an indifferent expression, everyone else’s faces revealed looks of surprise.

Although Zheng Chuyi had not been able to elicit the "Dancing Dragon and Phoenix," she had indeed played the Konghou.

By saying such things now, wasn’t Chu Jin indirectly slapping her own face?

What made her so certain that Zheng Chuyi could no longer play that Konghou?

Even the always composed Madam Mo showed a complex expression, wondering what kind of trick her future daughter-in-law was playing.

Gan Mingxie’s eyes also showed a hint of amusement as he looked at the slender figure among the group, his lips curling up slightly and a deep inkiness flashing through his eyes.

Zheng Chuyi’s smile grew even more smug.

Commoners are just commoners, not a brain among them.

They really think they’re from the Bloodline of Fire Bathing, but without her, how could this commoner possibly play the Konghou and summon the Dancing Dragon and Phoenix!

She is the True Destiny Maiden of the Bloodline of Fire Bathing!

Commoners will always be nothing but lowly commoners.

A slave fit only to hold her shoes!

Zheng Chuyi looked up at Chu Jin, her lips curving into a very deep smile, "Miss Chu, are you sure?"

Chu Jin slightly raised her eyebrows, her clear and distinct face showing no excessive emotion, only replying in an indifferent tone, "A word once spoken cannot be taken back even by a team of four horses."

Her tone may have been indifferent, but her words resounded with weight.

"Brother Jin," Mo Qingyi said anxiously, tugging at Chu Jin’s sleeve, "don’t be rash..."

"Don’t worry, she no longer has the ability to play this ancient Konghou," Chu Jin said, her voice not loud but reaching every ear in the banquet hall.

Her clear voice was very pleasant to others’ ears.

Yet to Zheng Chuyi and Jia Zhuo, it sounded rather grating.

This lowly commoner is far too arrogant and conceited!

How dare she make such bold statements before one of the Bloodline of Fire Bathing, a chosen maiden!

It was utterly ridiculous!

"Heh," Jia Zhuo scoffed, "Miss Chu, save yourself the embarrassment of deluding yourself and others. I’m embarrassed for you! You are merely basking in the reflected glory of Sister Chuyi. Without the low-level bloodline in your veins, you would never even dream of playing this ancient Konghou! I don’t know where you got the nerve to make such a statement!"

In Jia Zhuo’s view, Chu Jin’s ability to play the ancient Konghou was simply by association with Zheng Chuyi.

Because she, along with Tong Zhi and Mo Qingyi, had tried to play the Konghou before Zheng Chuyi did, only Chu Jin played it after Zheng Chuyi. Hence, the instrument merely retained some of Zheng Chuyi’s spiritual energy of the True Destiny Maiden of the Bloodline of Fire Bathing, erroneously allowing Chu Jin to produce sound.

She was merely capitalizing on a mistake, otherwise, how could such an insignificant commoner possess such great capability?

That’s laughable!

After all, there could never be a second True Destiny Maiden of the Bloodline of Fire Bathing in this world!

Therefore, Jia Zhuo was absolutely convinced of this.

"Actions speak louder than words," Chu Jin said indifferently, glancing at Jia Zhuo succinctly.

Jia Zhuo’s eyes narrowed slightly, a frosty look in her beautiful eyes, "Then just wait and weep. This time, we will not let you off!"

Chu Jin’s lips curved up slightly. Compared to the anger on Jia Zhuo’s face, her demeanor was utterly composed. At her words, she calmly dropped four words, "Wait and see."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Chuyi first sneered, her eyes and brows full of disdain, "Then let’s just wait and see. I still say the same thing, I hope by then, Miss Chu can rightly recognize herself and not contradict herself, behaving dishonorably!"

This time she was certain to win!

This commoner was destined to be her slave!

"The one who should not behave dishonorably is you!" Mo Qingyi glared at Zheng Chuyi and spoke out quietly, "I don’t know who was crying and begging, not daring to sign just a moment ago!"

"You!" Zheng Chuyi bit her lip, glaring furiously at Mo Qingyi, her face full of anger.

Yet Mo Qingyi just made a face at her, taunting with a sing-song voice, "The dishonorable one! If you can’t stand to gamble, don’t make a bet. How shameful!"

Just as the conflict between the two seemed ready to escalate, Jia Zhuo hurriedly patted Zheng Chuyi’s back, "Come on, Sister Chuyi, let’s go play the konghou."

At a time like this, letting Zheng Chuyi offend Mo Qingyi would be no good for either Zheng Chuyi or for herself.

Given Ninth Brother’s temperament, if he were to return to the Superpower World with them, he surely wouldn’t leave Mo Qingyi behind.

Though this commoner’s foundation is lacking, with Ninth Brother and Old Lady Mo’s abilities, reversing her bloodline is not an impossible task.

If Ninth Brother became the Lord of Different Ability World, then Mo Qingyi’s status would definitely rise along with the tide.

"Okay." Zheng Chuyi repressed the anger on her face and started walking towards the konghou. The situation was about to turn around anyway, so why should she get angry with a commoner at this time?

Just thinking about how she would soon be able to crush this arrogant commoner beneath her foot brought Zheng Chuyi immense satisfaction!

Zheng Chuyi settled in front of the konghou with ease, her ten fingers gently hovering over the strings, and a faint curve slowly formed at the corner of her mouth.

This time, she was determined to evoke the Dancing Dragon and Phoenix!

She wanted everyone to see her in a new light!

She would let everyone know that she was the one and only True Destiny Maiden of the Bloodline of Fire Bathing!

Without equal in the world!

Almost all eyes were focused on Zheng Chuyi, filled with anticipation.

Feeling everyone’s gaze, the smug look in Zheng Chuyi’s eyes grew even more intense.

As Zheng Chuyi made her move, Jia Zhuo’s heart was gripped with tension. She stared unwaveringly at Zheng Chuyi, not daring to even blink, afraid she might miss something.

Although she knew that Zheng Chuyi would be able to play the konghou, she was still a bit nervous at the moment.

However, the thought of Zheng Chuyi achieving a grand victory soon, summoning the Dancing Dragon and Phoenix, and forcing that lowly commoner to bow and declare herself a slave made her heart swell with pleasure.

At that time, she would torture that despicable commoner thoroughly!

One second passed, then two seconds, then three.

But aside from the faint sound of people’s breathing, there was no other sound in the air.

The smile on Zheng Chuyi’s face was faltering, her heart turned cold, and panic set in. Her fingertips trembled slightly, and cold sweat broke out on her back almost instantly.

What on earth was happening?

Why were the strings, which had just been so supple and easily swayed by her, now rigid as a board?

She couldn’t even make them quiver in the slightest!

Touching them felt like touching the edge of a knife, chilling to the bone, as if a bit more force would sever her flesh and break her bones.

What should she do now?

Zheng Chuyi’s mind was cloudy and heavy, her heart was cold, seemingly grasped tightly by someone, as if it would stop beating the next second.

"Sister Chuyi," just then, Jia Zhuo’s somewhat smug voice cut through the air, "Sister Chuyi, I know you are kind-hearted and don’t want to argue with someone of an inferior bloodline, but at a time like this, you don’t need to save her face. Hurry up and play the konghou, summon the Dancing Dragon and Phoenix. Otherwise, this Miss Chu will never realize how big the gap between you and her really is!"

In Jia Zhuo’s mind, Zheng Chuyi’s delay in playing the konghou was entirely out of kindness, unwilling to quarrel with a lowly commoner.

After all, Zheng Chuyi was famously kind-hearted in the Superpower World.

She even hesitated to step on an ant on the street.

Beautiful and kind-hearted, that’s why Zheng Chuyi was so beloved by the people of the Superpower World.

Zheng Chuyi had nearly become the role model for all the women in the Superpower World.

In fact, some people, in order to imitate Zheng Chuyi, strove to emulate her and wore red clothes all year round.

"I think it’s your Sister Chuyi who can no longer play the konghou, Miss Jia Zhuo," Mo Qingyi said gleefully, "you might as well stop your futile struggles; a dead duck’s quack is the hardest to quell!"

Exposed by Mo Qingyi’s words, Zheng Chuyi’s complexion grew even paler, her whole body sweating, the chill creeping down her back, and an ominous premonition overwhelmed her.

She didn’t even know how to recover from this.

Now, her fingers caressing the strings didn’t dare to move rashly, maintaining their position, fearing that any odd behavior might give her away.