She could only hope that some words might touch Mrs. Ya’s heart and spare her.
"Little girl, since you know I am a person of courage and strategy, then you should understand what I am about to do!"
He Tiantian held a dagger and stepped closer to Chai Ling.
Chai Ling, who knew the minds of villains all too well, was terribly frightened.
To avoid disaster, she spoke all sorts of disgusting, sycophantic, and insincere words.
Still, He Tiantian approached Chai Ling, her face covered in wounds and ointments, revealing a devastatingly charming smile, "Xiaoya, I am a fair person, what you do to me, I’ll do exactly the same to you!"
"The strength won’t be too light, nor too heavy. The number won’t increase, nor decrease!"
While He Tiantian spoke, her hands were unhesitant.
When Chai Ling had slashed He Yutian’s face, she returned each cut with wounds of her own.
"Ah, ah, ah, you old witch, you are vicious and sinister, you will not die a good death!"
The severe pain on her face threw Chai Ling into utter turmoil, and like the earlier He Yutian, she began screaming curses at He Tiantian.
"You call me an old witch, aren’t you also a little witch? The way you tortured me earlier was just because you thought I was easy to bully! Hmph, the one who captured you was Ya Boqian, the one who treated you like a medicine man was also Ya Boqian, if you have resentments and hatreds go to Ya Boqian!"
"Ya Boqian is dead, and you, with nowhere to direct your pent-up anger, come to bully a weak woman like me!"
"Bullying the weak and fearing the strong! You’re no good thing!"
He Tiantian smiled brilliantly, but her words were incredibly sharp, "Don’t talk of revenge, you’re just naturally cruel, wanting only to torment others."
"But, Xiaoya, remember one thing, in this world, what goes around comes around."
Don’t come pleading your case with a victim’s face, I owe you nothing!
He Tiantian counted the wounds on her body and gave Chai Ling an identical one in the same spots.
Chai Ling was terrified; she alternated between cursing and pleading, her voice almost hoarse.
Yet He Tiantian was undeterred by the disturbance, and after returning all the scars Chai Ling had inflicted on He Yutian, she finally turned and headed towards the medicine house.
She muttered, "You were going to force-feed me poison just now, weren’t you? I’m going to give you a steaming bowl of it too!"
"..." Chai Ling felt a chill in her heart, her eyes widened in horror, and she suddenly fainted.
"Passed out already? There’s still a feast to come!"
Hearing some noise, He Tiantian stopped in her tracks and turned to look at Chai Ling lying on the ground.
However, she ultimately did not emulate Chai Ling’s example by preparing any poison.
If the original owner had truly wronged Chai Ling, He Tiantian might have used the excuse of "feeding poison" to provide Chai Ling with an antidote.
But the thing is, the original owner never harmed Chai Ling.
As for Chai Ling’s complaints about the medicine being too hot and scalding her throat... He Tiantian shrugged her shoulders; it wasn’t the original owner’s fault but the Ghost Doctor’s prescription.
He Tiantian slowly got up, wiped the blood from her face, then suddenly raised her voice, "Have you seen enough? Vice Sect Leader Gongsun!"
A man of ordinary appearance but with a hooked nose slowly emerged from a corner.
He held a Dog Beating Stick in his hand and his clothes were patched with different colors.
He Tiantian, possessing the memories of the original owner, knew this man was Gongsun He, the Vice Sect Leader of the Beggar Gang.
He Tiantian also knew that this man, aside from his apparent identity, held multiple roles.
For instance, he was a dog raised by Wenren Jie, Master of Carefree Pavilion.
Previously, it was mentioned that Wenren Jie was a Prince of the Tianchao Dynasty, of course, if the Tianchao Royal Family acknowledged him.
In fact, Wenren Jie and the Seventh Prince were twins, born just a quarter-hour apart.
For ordinary folks, having twins in one pregnancy is normal.
But in the royal family, it was considered an ill omen.
The Emperor, wanting to follow tradition, intended to drown the child, but at the last moment, his heart softened.
Alas, it was his own flesh and blood, and though it’s understandable, it’s ultimately nothing commendable to kill one’s own son.
The Emperor then sent Wenren Jie out of the Imperial Palace and gave him his mother’s surname, completely severing any chance he might use his similar face to disturb the royal family!
While the Emperor had exiled Wenren Jie, he didn’t completely abandon him.
He assigned some men to him and gave Wenren Jie a defined sphere of influence in the Itinerant World—the mysterious Carefree Pavilion!