She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 70: Those close to the master will be killed

Chapter 70: Chapter 70: Those close to the master will be killed

But how could Yan An ever get close to Yan Wanqing? He had barely rushed towards her when Huai Yu pushed him away with a palm.

"Second master, stay calm."

By now, Yan An was utterly deranged, shouting loudly, "How can you expect me to stay calm! Look at what she has done!"

She personally ended his lineage with a sword!

Looking at Yan Minsheng, who was kneeling on the ground wailing in agony, Yan An’s eyes were filled with venom.

"I must kill her, I will definitely kill her!" As he said this, he began to look around for anything he could use as a weapon—picking up branches and stones, only to put them down again, and finally seizing a wooden stick from a servant’s hand, he charged towards Yan Wanqing.

The result was obvious. Yan An, a corpulent middle-aged man, naturally was no match for Huai Yu. She kicked away the stick with one foot and then struck him directly in the chest with a palm, knocking him to the ground.

The long sword in Yan Wanqing’s hand was still dripping with blood, and she looked at the falling blood beads with a frosty and chilling gaze.

"Why don’t you take a look at the atrocious act your dear son has committed!"

After she had someone kick open the door, she saw Yan Minsheng lying on top of a maid who had already breathed her last. His hand was repeatedly stabbing her body with a dagger, the squelching sound of the blade tearing into flesh made one’s scalp tingle... So without a second thought, she had him brought directly to the courtyard, and with one sword strike put an end to the root of this "evil."

He should have been dead long ago.

When he suggested that Sun Wenxing torture Chai Shu, he should have been put to death.

Yan Wanqing regretted that she had used cunning to force Chai You into a compromise, ultimately causing Aunt Sun and the family maids to suffer dire consequences.

This was heaven’s ruthless punishment for her.

The entire manor watched as a maid’s body, blurred with fresh blood, was carried out from the house. Even covered with a white cloth, the blood swiftly soaked through, creating a bleak and horrifying scene under the light of the torches.

Suddenly, a hand emerged, the wrist adorned with a green bracelet, mostly smeared with fresh blood.

As everyone was still guessing who lay beneath the white cloth, Madam Yan immediately widened her eyes.

This was her personal maid.

Tears filled Madam Yan’s eyes. She looked at her son, Yan Minsheng, who was kneeling on the ground clutching his groin in agony, and then at the body under the white cloth, finally biting her teeth without saying anything.

But Yan An thought differently.

He struggled up from the ground, with tears streaming down his cheeks, his tone venomous: "She was just a maid, dead is dead. And you took up a sword against your own brother for a mere maid?!"

"Just a maid? Ha..." Upon hearing this, Yan Wanqing’s eyes narrowed slightly, as if she had heard something filthy, her face filled with disbelief: "When Chai Shu died, you said she was just a woman from the Brothel; when a maid dies, you say she’s just a maid... But what about the concubine? When Aunt Sun died, will you also say she was just a concubine?!"

"Aunt Sun?! What happened to her..." Yan An froze, obviously not catching on immediately.

Yan Wanqing gripped her long sword tightly, her gaze cold as she looked at Yan An: "Dead, she’s dead... murdered by your son."

The same method, the identical dagger.

"You have no proof!" Madam Yan could no longer bear it and shouted hoarsely, collapsing weakly to the ground, unable to rise, but her voice was loud: "All you saw was him killing a maid, you never saw him kill the concubine!"

"What proof do you have..." Yan An had barely finished speaking.

When Yan Wanqing raised her other hand, revealing a bloody dagger from beneath her long sleeve, dyeing her palm red.

Her expression stern, her eyes shadowy: "Here is the proof, the evidence of Yan Minsheng’s murders!"

Upon seeing the dagger, Madam Yan somehow found the strength to burst up from the ground, and rushed towards Yan Wanqing.

At this moment, Huai Yu was examining the knife wounds on the body. It was already too late.

But Yan Wanqing was not the least bit flustered. She watched as madam Yan charged at her like a wild boar, not even stepping back an inch.

Only hearing thin lips slightly curl, a cold voice rang out, "Hong Wu."

Within a second, a woman dressed in dark red appeared before Yan Wanqing like a flash of lightning. No one saw her movements clearly before she seized Yan Liu by the neck and hoisted her into the air.

Everyone was shocked; Yan Liu was robust and large, like a small mountain, yet this woman effortlessly lifted her up. Her martial prowess was not to be underestimated.

"Those close to the master, kill!" Hong Wu’s pupils suddenly constricted, murderous intent surging forth.

Yan An was terribly alarmed and hastily cried out to Yan Wanqing, "Stop! She is your second aunt!"

Yan Wanqing’s tongue pressed against her canine tooth, painfully sharp, yet she finally spoke, "Let go, Hong Wu."

Hong Wu immediately released her grip, and Yan Liu crashed to the ground, coughing continuously; Yan An disdainfully instructed people to move her away, his expression growing increasingly obscure as he watched Yan Wanqing.

"Big brother left that Hidden Guard to you," he suddenly said.

With a sneer, Yan Wanqing glanced at her uncle, her son crippled and her wife beaten, yet he still had the bandwidth to inquire about the Hidden Guard. Truly, he was the most cold-blooded member of the Yan Family.

His usual incompetence was all an act, and upon encountering critical matters, he could no longer maintain his façade.

"Yes, what of it? Uncle, do you intend to compete with me for it?"

When she spoke of ’competing,’ she nearly revealed her killing intent without any attempt to hide it.

This was the Hidden Guard left to her by her father; since her coming of age, many had died or were injured, and in recent years, she had rebuilt their strength. If Yan An thought to compete with her for them, he would have to see if he even had the life to do so.

Yan An pursed his lips and said nothing, his face obscured by the firelight.

Yet Yan Wanqing had no mood to look at him any longer. Yan Minsheng had just murdered Aunt Song and seven others within the Yan Family.

This was indeed a sensational case that shocked the Capital City.

If it was not handled properly, the Yan Family could be destroyed in an instant.

"From this moment on, Township Manor shall be sealed. It is entry only, no exit, and everyone must keep their mouths shut. If I hear even the slightest rumor of today’s events, you all know what I am capable of," Yan Wanqing warned the whispering maids and servants as she surveyed those around her.

Upon hearing this, the room fell deathly silent.

The people of Township Manor clearly understood Yan Wanqing’s capabilities. A few years earlier, she had fought on the battlefields, severing enemy generals’ heads and boldly riding back to the Capital City. That scene remained vivid and indelible in the minds of some of the older staff.

So, hearing Yan Wanqing’s warning, the servants immediately fell silent.

With the situation now under control, Yan Wanqing spoke to Hong Wu,

"Bring in Yan Minsheng!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Liu began to wail bitterly, crawling over and shaking Yan An’s body.

"Master... my son, my son..."

Yan An was clearly aware of the severity of the situation and thus calmed down. As his legitimate eldest son, Yan Minsheng’s actions directly implicated him. He had only just managed to return to Capital City and did not wish to suffer in that desolate place again.

Even as Yan Liu shook him and pleaded, he firmly kept his lips sealed, choosing not to obstruct Yan Wanqing further.

Seeing this, Yan Liu hurriedly followed into the room.

The room was brightly illuminated by torches.

Only then did Huai Yu see clearly the scene within the room.

The first thing he saw was the scattered pieces of porcelain and dried, blackened bloodstains on the floor, making it apparent what unspeakably wicked acts Yan Minsheng had committed in the room.

"This scum!" Huai Yu’s eyes reddened.

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