Everyone did not dare to breathe loudly as they were afraid of making the four masters angry.
A maid quietly walked up to Su Zhiyu and put down a cup of tea.
Su Zhiyu was feeling frustrated as she lifted the teacup and placed it in her mouth. However, the tea in her mouth was boiling hot.
“Pfft… Do you want to die? How could you give me such hot tea!”
The tip of her tongue was accidentally scalded. Su Zhiyu spat out tea and directly threw the teacup on the maidservant.
“Miss, please calm down. Miss used to like hot tea, so I…”
The maidservant’s face turned red from the hot tea. She knelt on the ground pitifully and kept kowtowing.
Everyone in the Su Family knew Su Zhiyu’s rule of drinking tea. She liked hot tea and enjoyed the fragrance of the tea leaves before drinking it.
She followed Su Zhiyu’s habits and did not understand what was wrong.
“Still quibbling! Men, drag her down and beat her to death!”
Seeing that she was still trying to argue, Su Zhiyu slammed the coffee table hard, her cold features contorting.
Nowadays, Jun Mohuang wasn’t the only one bullying her. Even a small servant dared to bully her.
“Head, I’m innocent!”
Someone immediately stepped forward and dragged the maid out.
Soon, the sound of the staff hitting people and the screams of the maid echoed in the courtyard.
The Su Family’s servants lowered their heads and pretended not to see anything.
They all knew that Su Zhiyu’s usual noble and kind behavior outside was all fake.
If they pleaded for that servant now, they would be the ones dying.
“Okay, Yu’er, you’re precious. There’s no need to be angry with a silly girl.”
“She’s just a cheap girl. Of course she’s not worthy of my anger. I’m angry at Jun Mohuang!”
Su Zhiyu was sad and angry at the thought of Di Lingtian hitting her with that pile of rotten tomato eggs.
Without Jun Mohuang, none of this would have happened.
“Father, Grandfather, Jun Mohuang bullied the Su Family this time. Are we just letting it go?”
Not only had she embarrassed herself in front of so many people, but her ugliness had also been seen by her lover.
At the thought of the grievances she suffered in the day, Su Zhiyu’s eyes began to turn red again, and tears fell drop by drop.
“Of course not! I’ve already prepared a letter to Zhiyun…”
“Grandfather, you must get Second Sister to send a few Spirit Casting experts from Academy Of A Thousand Illusions to kill Jun Mohuang!”
Upon hearing Su Zhiyun’s name, Su Zhiyu immediately smiled through her tears.
“Nonsense! Do you think your Second Sister is the Head of the Academy Of A Thousand Illusions? How could you ask her to send a few Spirit Casting experts!”
Su Yuanhang looked at Su Zhiyu unhappily and continued.
“Jun Mohuang has refined a four-star talent medicine. Regardless of whether she only knows how to refine this medicine, just this alone is enough to embarrass the Su Family. I’ll get Zhiyun to send an apothecary teacher for you from Academy Of A Thousand Illusions. Raise the level of the apothecary well and strive to become Master Ye Mi’s disciple this year.”
Since she had lost face, she naturally had to pick it back up.
If Su Zhiyu could become a disciple of the only three-star apothecary in Academy Of A Thousand Illusions, Master Ye Mi, then she could regain all her lost face.
“What about Jun Mohuang?”
“Didn’t Jun Mohuang refuse to come back to the Jun Family even after we’d asked her? I’ll let Zhiyun use her influence such that the Head would only recruit descendants from large family clans this year. If the commoners want to participate, they must pass the life and death assessment. It won’t be too late to tamper with the assessment then.”