<h4>Chapter 1347: Chapter 1360</h4>


    "As long as I’m here, I won’t let you touch a single hair of Miss Liu!" Mrs. Wu’s eyes were bloodshot, ring fiercely at them.


    Though Mrs. Wu was an Alchemist, shecked Martial Force, and in times of peace, she habitually refrained from using physical force. Yet now, for the sake of a foolish girl, she started fighting back.


    Everyone present was taken aback, and their expressions grew increasingly vicious.


    Pan An sneered, "Tie up this old maid first!"


    The servant kicked to the ground by Mrs. Wu quickly got up and strode towards her, pping her twice, "Damn it, how dare you kick me! Sick of living!"


    That kick from Mrs. Wu had taken all her courage, and now she had no strength left to retaliate. Being pped twice, her head buzzed in a daze.


    Tied up on one side, Mrs. Wu was helpless as Ye Liang sat on the bed, her petite, frail figurepletely exposed.


    Her face was smudged with dust, and her hair was disheveled, looking quite pitiful. But her eyes were exceptionally clear, as though speckled with starlight, bright beyond measure.


    She coldly observed the two people approaching, then suddenly.


    "p, p!"


    Suddenly, Pan An felt a shadow sh before his eyes, followed by two ps across his face.


    "Who! Who hit me!" Pan An looked around in shock.


    Other than the few subordinates he brought, there were only Mrs. Wu and Ye Liang.


    Ye Liang was sitting on the bed, her face pale, appearing weak and sickly.


    Pan An held his face, ncing nervously around, "Damn it! It’s like seeing a ghost!"


    Ye Liang slightly lowered her eyes, lightly pressing her lips, her palm stinging with pain. She had long wanted to teach Pan An a lesson, seeing his bullying face, if not for this frail body, she would have pped him twice more.


    After receiving Ye Liang’s two ps, Pan An dared not linger further,


    A few ruffians moved forward uponmand, and Mrs. Wu tried to resist but couldn’t outmatch their numbers and strength, soon being held against the wall, unable to move.


    A wicked hand reached out towards Ye Liang on the bed.


    Suddenly, a bone-cracking sound apanied by a scream erupted.


    A ruffian clutched his hand, lying on the ground, grimacing in pain, causing the others to pause, focusing their gaze on Ye Liang.


    A chilling aura gradually spread.


    Ye Liang’s eyes were ice-cold, casually ying with the jade bracelet on her wrist, her cold gaze swept around, slowly saying, "If anyone wants to die, just step forward."


    Approaching noon, the temperature in the woodshed grew hotter, but Pan An still felt a slight chill creeping from his feet, seeing her suddenly speak fluently, stunned for a moment.


    The foolish girl had been silly for sixteen years and suddenly became clever after a beating?


    This, this was not a good sign!


    Ye Liang’s elemental power space hadn’t been activated, and she possessed no Spiritual Power. Just now, he hadn’t sensed any Martial Force fluctuation from her, yet she truly had snapped his subordinate’s wrist.


    He feared her deceitful technique, reluctant to approach, "I’m warning you, foolish girl, I’m Second Madam’s man, if you dare kill me, Second Madam won’t let you off!"


    "Second Madam?" Ye Liangzily lifted her eyes to nce at him, her gaze turning icy.


    This was the second time she’d heard of Second Madam’s name, Ye Liang tried to recall, in her impression, Marquis Ye only had one daughter and three sons, there was no existence of a Second Madam. Could it be during her foolish days, her father gave her a sister?


    "Who is Second Madam? Since when did Marquis Ye Mansion have a Second Madam?"


    "Miss Liu, Second Madam is the niece of Second Madam,st name Liu." Mrs. Wu exined, biting the surname ’Liu’ heavily, expressing deep dissatisfaction.


    "So, it’s Miss Liu. When did Marquis Ye Mansion change its surname to Liu?" Ye Liang saidzily, struggling to recall, no impression of this personing to mind.


    "Outrageous! No disrespect towards Second Madam!" Pan An scolded.


    If it were before, Pan An would have rushed forward to p her, but now she was no longer foolish and had mysteriously learned a peculiar technique, truly strange, now he dared only to verbally spar, not daring to approach recklessly.


    "How dare you!" Ye Liang’s voice was powerful, unlike a patient just suffering a major trauma, a streak of fierceness shed on her pale face, a menacing re cast on Pan An, "Though Second Madam calls me elder sister, what are you? How dare you disrespect the First Miss!"


    "Who dares to disrespect elder sister? p yourself already!" A sharp, delicate voice drifted over from afar.


    The voice seemed familiar, Ye Liang slightly furrowed her brows, gazing towards the door, spotting a youngdy walking gracefully in, wearing a vibrant red rippling gown, an exquisitely crafted sachet hanging at her waist.


    Liu Mei’er, upon entering the dpidated woodshed, swiftly pulled out a handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose, disdainfully uttering, "Ugh."


    "Second Madam." Pan An hurriedly approached with a fawning smile, his fear instantly vanishing, starting toin, "Second Madam, you finally came, this foolish girl actually secretly learned martial arts, the servants can’t beat her."


    Secretly learned martial arts?


    Liu Mei’er, ever since entering the room, hadn’t given Ye Liang a proper nce, her face visibly displeased.


    If not for Pan An sending word that he’d beaten the foolish girl "to death," she would never set foot in this woodshed!


    Nor would she know, this foolish girl was no longer foolish.


    "What’s going on?" she asked.


    "The foolish girl unknowingly learned a deceitful technique, even managed to break a Level 1 Martial Artist’s hand barehanded..." Pan An pointed at the fainted thug on the ground, speaking with some apprehension.


    Liu Mei’er casually nced at Ye Liang, saying, "Trash is still trash, you fear she can stir up a storm?"


    Seeing Liu Mei’er’s face, Ye Liang indeed had some recollection.


    Her scrutinizing gaze fell on Liu Mei’er,zily lifting her eyes to look at Pan An, inwardly amused, this Miss Liu no longer being addressed as Miss Liu, rather bing the Second Madam of Marquis Ye Mansion, her status distinctly elevated, hard to imagine how original self lived through bullied days.


    But now that she’s taken over this body, she must do something for her.


    Ye Liang smiled indifferently, "A storm I may not stir, but breaking one’s hand is no big deal."


    She’s not Nezha, bearing Huntian Ling, stirring up tsunamis.


    Ye Liang threw a sideways nce, watching Liu Mei’er’s mound covered inyers of powder grow increasingly angry, slightly curling her lips.


    Liu Mei’er, certainly disbelieving her words, in their continent, without the elemental power space activated, one is as good as a trash discarded by God.


    Ye Liang, now sixteen, her elemental power space not yet opened, even if she learned some odd method to acquire a deceitful technique, she couldn’t amount to anything! In Daxia Country, such trickery would be banished and exiled to wastnds.