Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The entire process of bleeding was difficult to bear, even for Su Yingxue. She watched as Lin Sisi’s face, marred with scars, had poison blood licking her wounds, leaving behind permanent marks. Iler heart grew heavy.
On the other hand, Chu Jinling remained steadfast by Lin Sisi’s side. With his presence, Lin Sisi endured in silence, gritting her teeth until the procedure was completed.
After Su Yingxue finished cleaning her hands, she took a deep breath as she exited the room. She walked up to General Lin and made a solemn promise, “General Lin, 1 will find a way to restore Sisi’s face, and I will seek vengeance on her behalf.”
Lin Ao tian was perplexed, “Dr. Su, what does this have to do with you?”
He had always believed that Lin Sisi had been poisoned due to his outspoken nature and the enemies he had made in the court.
Su Yingxue didn’t elaborate further. After returning to the Marquis’s Manor, she gathered the Shadow Guards and instructed them to continue tracking Saint Ruan.
She was certain that Saint Ruan wouldn’t dare to poison Chu Yihan’s people, even if they were pursuing him.
In less than a day, Su Yingxue encountered the infuriated Saint Ruan.
His white hair appeared somewhat disheveled, and his bewitching peach-blossom eyes revealed intense anger. “Su Yingxue! Have you no sense of morality? If you’re capable, deal with me directly instead of using Chu Yihan’s people as pawns. You’re shameless!”
Su Yingxue sneered, her demeanor exuding a fierce and domineering aura. “I’m shameless? Compared to a renowned poison doctor who poisons an innocent woman, 1 consider myself far inferior.”
“I…” Saint Ruan, who had always been arrogant, couldn’t continue to boast in this situation.
He pursed his lips uncomfortably. “It was done on someone else’s orders.”
“Orders from the Silver Moon Pavilion?” Su Yingxue’s eyes carried a strong sense of mockery.
Saint Ruan seemed uneasy. “1 don’t believe that you’re not bound by others. But didn’t you cure the girl? It’s just a minor blemish, it’s no big deal.”
“No big deal?” Su Yingxue snapped her red rain-soft whip. “1 want to see if you consider it a big deal!”
From the moment she had met Saint Ruan, she had understood his obsession with his appearance. He meticulously maintained it. Her whip carried a palpable sense of menace as it targeted his face.
Saint Ruan deftly dodged it, performing an acrobatic maneuver on the ceiling before landing unscathed in front of Su Yingxue.
He spoke arrogantly, “Su Yingxue, other than Chu Yihan, very few people in the world can get close to me. You should not overestimate yourself.”
Su Yingxue held her long whip. “Unfortunately, 1 tend to overestimate myself and make my opponents kneel before me and weep.”
“Ha! Are all of Chu Yihan’s women so ignorant?” Saint Ruan said disdainfully.
However, Su Yingxue did not launch another attack.
Su Yingxue coiled her long whip and maintained a composed and serene expression on her breathtakingly beautiful face. “I am determined to challenge your sense of self-importance, Saint Ruan, in the realm of poison. Do you dare?”
“Challenge in what?” Saint Ruan crossed his arms, appearing unperturbed.
“Challenge in poison.”
“Challenge in poison?” Saint Ruan’s eyes displayed disbelief. He even checked his ears, perhaps thinking that age had affected his hearing. “Say it again. Do you want to challenge me in using poison?”
He hadn’t heard something so intriguing in years!
A young woman who could be her granddaughter wanted to challenge him in using poison.
“Su Yingxue, do you know that when 1 use poison, your mother…”
“Cut the crap. Are you saying that you don’t dare to compete with me in poison just because you’re an old demon?” Su Yingxue scoffed..