Quick Transmigration: Reversing the Life of a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

The man turned his anger towards her: "You're some orphan girl who came from who-knows-where. We call you 'head of the family,' and you actually think you're the head? We're subordinates of the Ling family. Who do you think you are to speak to us?"

"Shut up!" Ling Ziyu snapped.

Shu Zhiyi was much more direct, and immediately swung her sword. If the man hadn't stepped back, the sword would have slit his neck. He dodged, and the sword only grazed his shoulder.

"What makes you think I have a good temper?" Shu Zhiyi stepped forward, sword raised, her killing intent palpable.

"You dare to kill me?"

"Why don't you give it a try?" Shu Zhiyi took another step forward, while the three people opposite her continued to retreat.

"Lock all these people up. When the hunting team returns, lock up the martial spirit masters who came with the Ling family as part of the dowry as well. If anyone disobeys, they may be executed on the spot," Shu Zhiyi ordered, sheathing her sword.

Of the people left behind at the camp, only four were spirit assistants who came with the Ling family as part of their dowry. One was injured in the explosion, and there were three left.

The rest of the people were Ling Zi'an's own subordinates. Upon hearing this, they immediately took action, with Mingfei being the first to rush forward.

Shu Zhiyi turned to the kitchen staff and instructed them, "Prepare the yellowfin croaker I brought back, and also stew this clam meat in advance."

"Yes, Master."

Shu Zhiyi turned around and went to the refining room. Ling Ziyu followed closely behind her. When they passed the refining room that had been blown up, they stopped and took a look. The scope of the explosion was controlled within the stone table and behind it, precisely blowing up the cauldron and the person refining it.

When they arrived at the door of her private refining room, Shu Zhiyi opened the door and went in, but stopped Ling Ziyu from going in.

"My lady~" Ling Ziyu said in a slightly coquettish tone.

"Just call me when it's time to eat." After saying that, he locked the person outside.

Outside the door, Ling Ziyu stared in disbelief at the closed door. He raised his hand, wanting to knock, but remembering the expression on his wife's face when she closed the door, he dejectedly lowered his hand.

Shu Zhiyi, inside the door, looked relaxed. Her actions were an expression of dissatisfaction. The two brothers had taken action against Zheng Tie and his subordinates who had come as part of the dowry and were not on their side, but they had not told her in advance, especially after she had asked them last night.

She's just a figurehead as the head of the family. She's expressing her dissatisfaction, but she's not angry. Essentially, she admires strength. Her current strength is very weak, and almost all the resources were brought over by the Ling family brothers. It's normal that she doesn't have decision-making power.

Ling Ziyu stood at the door for a long time, leaning on his cane. He had a vague idea of ​​why his wife was angry, but since he had already done it, he could only try his best to coax her.

When Mingfei came to inform her that it was lunchtime, Ling Ziyu happily knocked on the door: "My lady, it's time for lunch."

Shu Zhiyi opened the door and glanced at Ling Ziyu: "Standing at the door like this will only torture you."

"My lady, no, I was just waiting for you to have lunch."

"You brothers all like to act on your own initiative and take it for granted," Shu Zhiyi said bluntly.

"I'm sorry, my wife, I, we, didn't mean to. The opportunity was fleeting, it was temporary," he couldn't finish his sentence under Shu Zhiyi's direct gaze.

Shu Zhiyi walked past him and headed out, stopping him just as he was about to speak again: "Alright, stop talking."

Lunch was eaten in their tent. During the meal, Shu Zhiyi behaved normally. Ling Ziyu cleaned the fish bones off the grilled fish for her, and she ate it normally.

However, after the meal, Shu Zhiyi still refused to let him into her private refining room, and even forbade him to wait at the door.

In the evening, Ling Zian returned from the hunt with a melancholy younger brother. Ling Ziyu glanced at Zheng Tie, who was being carried back.

"Brother, the mistress has ordered that all the subordinates who came with the Ling family as part of their dowry be locked up. If they resist, they can be dealt with on the spot."

Ling Zi'an was about to arrange for someone to take Zheng Tie back to his own tent, but upon hearing this, he paused for a moment and said to his subordinates carrying the man, "Lock him up."

Among the martial arts masters was one who had come as part of the Ling family's dowry. He first cautiously raised his weapon, looked around, and then put it down: "Young Master Zian, I didn't do anything."

Ling Ziyu: "When Zheng Tie's wife was refining something, the cauldron exploded. Her other partner tried to attack the head of the household, which angered the head of the household."

"I'm not the same kind of person as Zheng Tie. I just want to find a place to live a peaceful life."

Ling Zi'an waved his hand, ordering his men to be locked up first, then pulled his younger brother aside: "Where is my wife?"

"She got angry in the refinery and wouldn't let me follow her."

"Why? Because someone attacked her?"

"Brother, she's the head of the family. Do you treat her as the head of the family? No, you don't, and neither do I."

"How could I not treat her as the head of the family?" Ling Zian's first reaction was to refute, but then he realized, "Is it because of today's operation? But didn't I say yesterday that we would take action in the next few days? This matter depends on the timing, and the two of us didn't discuss it."

Isn't this a coincidence?

"Brother, I'm your younger brother. We grew up together. She isn't. Even so, the moment she found out, she still cooperated with us and gave orders as the head of the family."

Ling Zian began to think seriously. His father was a man without much knowledge or opinion. Since he was old enough to understand, he had been used to supporting his own life and making his own decisions. He was not used to his married status. He had his subordinates call Shu Zhiyi the head of the family, but in his heart, he only regarded Shu Zhiyi as someone who needed his protection.

"I understand. Don't worry, I'll go apologize to my wife."

"Brother, you should talk to your wife properly."

"Um."

The two brothers had reached an agreement, but the problem lay with Shu Zhiyi. After leaving the refining room, she didn't let Mingfei follow her, saying that she was just taking a walk in the camp. Then she wandered over to the vicinity of the neighboring camp and luckily ran into Teng Jiamu.

"Miss Shu?"

"Young Master Teng, are you busy right now?"

Teng Jiamu handed the digging tools in his hand to his subordinate: "No rush. They said they saw ground squirrels near the camp. I'm worried they might damage the tents in the camp. Bring them to take a look."

Shu Zhiyi took a few steps to the side to make sure that the people digging for moles could see them, but couldn't hear what they were saying.

"Young Master Teng, I am a support spirit master with superior talent. Due to some reasons, I started cultivating relatively late and am currently only a first-level spirit master. I have no parents, and my family property has been seized by my aunt. I will go back to take revenge in the future. So, would you like to marry me?"

"Cough cough cough cough!" Teng Jiamu was curious about why she suddenly came to tell him about her background, but then he was shocked by the last sentence and choked on his own saliva.

Shu Zhiyi took a small step back: "Uh, if you don't agree, that's fine. I was just asking."

Although she really liked his looks and physique, it wasn't like she couldn't live without him; she couldn't force him!