34. Meeting Old Friend (I)

The servant reminded Dan Niang of the porridge that she ordered. She slapped on her head, rushed to open the door, and let the waiter inside. The waiter was holding a large tray in front of the door, wearing a flattering smile on his face. On the tray, there were around eight bowls of porridge with different flavors, which were requested by Dan Niang previously.

The pleasant smell of the porridge filled the room instantly. Dan Niang was quite satisfied. She said to Ye Lan and Libao, after dismissing the waiter, "Do you guys want some more porridge?"

Libao had eaten all the porridge that Xiao Hei made, and he was full and drowsy at the moment. He refused the offer with a hand wave, "This is not as good as Xiao Hei's. I don't want it."

Ye Lan declined as well, "I am already full. You can have it all."

Dan Niang sure kissed the wrong ass this time. She blamed Xiao Hei for it. How could those ordinary porridges compete with Xiao Hei’s handmade ones?

Xiao Hei thought of some unfinished business, so he said, "I am leaving for some unattended matter. I will be back later."

After Xiao Hei left the room, Dan Niang was going to leave as well, since she had nothing to do here. Just as she was going to leave, she heard some noise outside the door. Someone said, "Look, this room! They haven't opened their door the entire night."

“He despised girls like us, but he must have had much fun here last night.”

"That man lacks the appreciation for beauty. How could a tomboy like girl compare with our beauty and charm?"

The chatters lit up Dan Niang’s anger. She opened the door and saw that several girls in very light clothes, wearing light make-up, were talking to each other with their eyes rolling toward the room. Once they had a glimpse of Libao, they said in a sweet tone, "My dear guest, if you were not satisfied last night. How about having a taste of us tonight?"

Libao smiled and realized that this girl was talking to him. He laughed loudly. He meant to mock these women, but, unexpectedly, in their eyes, Libao agreed with them. So, they forgot about their manners and became more and more acrimonious and started to belittle Ye Lan, with one sentence more vulgar than the other, which was quite different from how they usually behaved.

Libao wanted to make fun of them, so he looked at Ye Lan from time to time, either nodding or uttering "Oh!" as if he had known everything and even gave those women an illusion of approval.

They determined that Ye Lan was an ugly woman, so ugly that she was unwilling to be seen by anyone, so all kinds of unpleasant words could be heard because they didn't care about others. They just treated it as a joke.

Fortunately, it was Ye Lan who was standing here today. If it were a woman who was really like what they described, wouldn't she commit suicide by jumping into the river with such an insult today?

Libao got bord with playing along with them, so he got close to Ye Lan happily. His voice was not loud, but it was so clear that everyone heard him, "Baby! Are you angry at what they said?"

Ye Lan raised her head and glanced at Libao, "I have no time being angry with the losers."

"You!" All at once, Ye Lan offended a group of people.

"Who the hell are you talking about?"

"I didn't name anyone. Why do you take it personally?"

"You!" The woman who spoke was chocked by Ye Lan! She backed off with a suffocated red face.

Libao laughed again.

"Come on. Don't you feel it's too stuffy? Take off the mask. Beware of a prickly face!" Libao didn't want to waste time chatting with these idiots, so he looked at Ye Lan. Someone intervened before Ye Lan could speak.

"No need to worry about pricks! They might make her more beautiful! Hahaha!"

"She's ugly already. It doesn't matter that she's a bit uglier! Anyway, it's ugly! Hahaha!"

Libao couldn't stand anymore. He raised his hand and lifted Ye Lan's mask. He fanned on Ye Lan's face, wiped the sweat off her face with his sleeve, and muttered, "Aren't you afraid of the heat? You’re sweating."

"I am OK." Ye Lan said disapprovingly.

"You!" Those who had wanted to make fun of Ye Lan closed their mouths immediately on seeing her face, not knowing what to say!

Yu Qingqing, the college beauty, was jealously of Ye Lan’s beauty, "Damn it! The bitch is not disfigured. Then why was she wearing a mask? Was she deliberately looking ugly? It was so vicious!" Biting her lower lip, Yu Qingqing got furious at the moment.

"Wow, so beautiful! Why did you wear a mask to cover such a pretty face?"

"That's right. I would like to carry her home with a palanquin and marry her."

"Didn't you say just now that you didn't even want to make her your housemaid?"

"We didn't know the situation just now. Didn't you say that you had to turn off the light when making love with her?"

"Uh. I'd like to light a hundred lamps and watch such beauty all my life!"

"Hey, she is a lot more beautiful than Yu Qingqing."

"Yu Qingqing is nothing. She is more beautiful than the No. One beauty in the capital!"

"Yeah, the No. One beauty is no match for her!"

"What a gorgeous woman!"

Those ladies kept silent. They were ashamed and didn't dare to say more.

Yu Qingqing's anger was ignited. Biting her lips, she slammed her hand out with a violent move and amazing strength. It was so powerful that a young man standing in front of her was knocked down.

"Ah, ah! Qingqing, what are you doing? You hurt Mr. Liu!"

"Qingqing!"

Yu Qingqing couldn't take in a single word now. Filled in her head were Ye Lan's beauty and the words of the rich young men. With anger in heart, she cared nothing. She only wanted Ye Lan's life now. She just wanted to cut through Ye Lan's beautiful face with a knife. She didn't care about anything else.

"Shanshan, Lian'er! Aren't you spiritual cultivators? Go! I am gonna destroy the bitch today!" Being a level five, stage two spiritual cultivator, Yu Qingqing thought she was invincible and ordered others to attack.

A bunch of fools! Libao couldn't help laughing. He was not one of these ordinary mortals. As could be seen at a glance, the highest spiritual cultivator in these people was no more than level three, stage three. And she boasted of challenging a stage-eight spiritual cultivator! He didn't bother to show up himself over such a small matter. He just wanted to watch Ye Lan vent her anger of being humiliated just now!

"They are yours!" Ye Lan looked at these people with disgust, seeming to be reluctant to do it herself.

"Come on! They are all yours. Weren't you mad when they talked about you just now?" Libao looked at Ye Lan with an unbelievable look. This woman was not so ready to be bullied! Why was she so different today?

"They are scum. I just don't want to do it. They are disgusting!" Ye Lan said with a disgusted look, showing that she was serious.

"But they said that you had flat breasts!" Libao looked at Ye Lan in a dramatic manner, and even deliberately glanced at Ye Lan's chest! Ye Lan raised her hand and knocked Libao on the head, "What are you thinking about? I'm only twelve years old. How can I develop well! Shit! Are people here all precocious like this?"

"Precocious? You can get married in two years!" Libao's words made her realize the truth. Indeed, in ancient times women could marry someone at twelve years old. It was true that she had not developed well enough. But was it her fault? This small body was born deficient. She had been trying to recuperate as much as possible after taking over!

The two did not take Yu Qingqing seriously at all, which made Yu Qingqing even angrier. The long whip flicked towards Ye Lan's head, with anger and spiritual power. Libao and Ye Lan smiled at the same time. Libao turned around and fled from the battlefield. Ye Lan raised her hand and caught Yu Qingqing's whip with only two fingers. The whip was covered with barbs. One might get disfigured once being hit in the face by the whip. Even more ruthless was that the whip was stained with venom, and the wound would fester immediately upon bleeding. If she was right, the whip was aimed at her face. Yu Qingqing wanted her to be disfigured. And she wanted her life.

Ye Lan was never a kind person. She was never kind to those who wanted to kill her. She blinked her eyes, her whole body filled with rage. The murderous look in her eyes made Yu Qingqing shiver. Yu Qingqing was nothing but a spoiled rich lady who had never seen such a scene. When Ye Lan took hold of her whip with only two fingers, she was already full of fear. She pulled hard but found that the whip was stuck in Ye Lan's fingers. On the contrary, when Ye Lan drew back slightly, she stepped forward suddenly.

Since you want my life, let's straighten things out today! Ye Lan walked slowly towards Yu Qingqing, who flinched backward, pulled the whip, and wanted to let go of it but regretted immediately. She retreated subconsciously, holding the whip firmly. Anyway, she still had a weapon when she had to fight. She was not afraid.

Ye Lan never gave people who wanted her life a chance. She pulled the whip suddenly with her fingers, and the whip was in her hand. She threw it vigorously, and the whip flew straight toward Yu Qingqing's face, like a snake descending from the sky.

Unable to escape, Yu Qingqing was sturdily slammed by the whip, "Ahhhhh!" The whole world was suddenly quiet.

Yu Qingqing gave out a high-pitched cry as the whip hit her straight in the face. Ye Lan spared her eyes. From the middle of the eyebrow to the lower jaw, the face was split into two halves. Yu Qingqing's nose was smashed, and her lips also became those of a rabbit. She was blooding heavily. Instantly, unique beauty became an ugly monster.

Yu Qingqing's fingers curled up. She wanted to touch her face with her hands but didn't dare to put her fingers on it. When she touched slightly, blood was all over her hands. "Ahhh!"

Yu Qingqing subconsciously wanted to seek help, but when she suddenly turned around, the ghostly look scared all of the rich young men and ladies.

"Ah! Ah! Kill the bitch for me! Ah! Go!" Yu Qingqing was crazy and forced them to attack. The young men and ladies looked at each other. It was obviously inappropriate to leave Yu Qingqing alone now, so everyone took up their spiritual weapons and urged their spiritual power. "Let's go together. She is alone and is no match for all of us. She can't beat us!" The words were to encourage themselves. To Ye Lan they were just a joke. She laughed merrily, hooked her fingers, and looked at these people, "Come on!" Her laugh was harmless. This hypocritical laugh deceived these people. And even for a moment, they felt that the person who ruined Yu Qingqing's face in the blink of an eye was not her!

"Ah!" They shouted so as to embolden more people to bully Ye Lan. They surrounded Ye Lan. All at once, the spiritual power of all colors attacked at Ye Lan. Ye Lan leapt into the air with a slight touch of her toes. She didn't even use her spiritual power when she whipped Yu Qingqing just now. She learned the whipping technique in her previous life but hadn't expected that Yu Qingqing, a person who used a whip as her weapon, couldn't control the whip. That was an insult to the whip!

Ye Lan's hands turned into claws as she jumped into the air, and the enchantment was scattered. Lightning was formed with the enchantment. At once, all the people below screamed with the huge electric shock. In a few blinks, all fell to the ground, convulsing constantly. They were all destroyed by Ye Lan's electric shock and turned into black charcoal. Libao couldn't help laughing, "Lanbao, you are too bad. I can smell the barbecue."

Those rich young men and girls were turned into coke under Ye Lan's high-voltage electricity. Their hair was erect, their faces darkened, their clothes ragged, their eyes white, and white smoke was puffing out of their mouths as if it had been the trend of the non-mainstream era. They just couldn't help convulsing even if they fell onto the ground.