Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“It appeared they were unable to eat their meal,” Qiao Mu commented in a mocking tone as she languidly walked to her father’s side with her arms crossed.
Qiao Zhongbang did not know what to say. He spun in a circle before randomly grabbing a wooden stick on the street and wanted to run up by himself to save the mother and daughter duo.
Qiao Mu rolled her eyes and sent a look to Second Uncle.
Second Uncle hastily swung his arms up to block his brother’s path. “Eldest Brother, stay here. I will go save them.”
Qiao Zhongbang’s hand holding the stick froze, and he turned pale for a moment. Only then did he remember that he was no longer the genius young mystic cultivator from back then who was high-spirited and vigorous.
Now, he was nothing but a cripple. He would merely be seeking his own death by charging into a group of zombies.
Qiao Zhongxing had reached the third-layer body cultivation, so it was incredibly easy for him to handle these level one zombies. He could finish one off with each punch.
It did not take long for him to bring the ragged mother and daughter back to the carriage.
Currently, Elderly Lady Qiao’s hands and legs were trembling from fright, and she was panting for air.
The mother and daughter’s clothing, which were already wrinkled from a night of escaping, turned dirtier and more beaten, their outer robes were hanging on them like tassels after being scratched by the zombies.
Wei Ziqin climbed down from the carriage and obtained some water for Elderly Lady Qiao to drink and calm down.
On the side, Qiao Wenjuan snatched the water sack from Wei Ziqin’s hands without any politeness and gulped down a few mouthfuls. The fear in her eyes could not be concealed.
“What in the world are those things? How come Anshan Town has these monsters too?” Qiao Wenjuan started shrieking again as soon as she had drunk some water and calmed her mind.
“These things are zombies; they mutated from corpses. Who told you that Anshan Town didn’t have any zombies?” Qiao Zhongxing questioned, displeased. “Eldest Brother had told you to stay earlier, why did you have to drag Mother and run to find some restaurant?”
“Hey! Are you saying you all knew!” Qiao Wenjuan’s face turned contorted as she pointed her finger at everyone and screeched at them at the top of her lungs, “You knew there was danger but did not tell us? And watched Mother and I foolishly go to a restaurant! If you told us earlier, why would we endanger ourselves!”
Qiao Zhongxing turned incensed. He had never been good with words, so he was rendered speechless by Qiao Wenjuan’s screams.
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Qiao Mu stood on the side and dryly glanced at her ballistic aunt. “It was you who wanted to go to a restaurant and eat and wouldn’t listen to anyone. You rashly took Grandmother and left. When did you care about what we said?”
“Shut up!” Qiao Wenjuan was utterly discomfited. “Why is a child like you interjecting when adults are speaking! No manners at all! Is this what Eldest Sister-in-Law taught you!”
Wei Ziqin’s face was livid with anger, and she grabbed Qiao Mu’s hand. “Let’s get on.”
“Mantou. Where’s the mantou from earlier? Quickly bring it out for us to eat!” After a night of trouble without eating a grain of rice, Qiao Wenjuan felt like she was about to starve to death. Hence, she snapped her head to the side and yelled at the little maidservant foolishly standing there.
Her haughty attitude and matter of course tone indicated that she did not realize at all the major trouble that her earlier idiotic actions had brought to the other people.
Qiao Mu’s face instantly turned cold, and she reached out to stop the little maidservant’s subconscious action of stepping forward. Her tone was chilling to the bones. “Do you think it is still a time of peace and you are still that Miss High and Mighty of the Qiao Family who lived a pampered lifestyle, completely sheltered from the world? If you want food, then you need to trade it with equal labor. From today onward, this is my, Qiao Mu’s, rule!”
“If you don’t want to follow it, that’s fine!” Qiao Mu calmly watched Qiao Wenjuan, who had her mouth open but did not know how to respond. “You can hurry and get lost!”
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