From slave trader to the Immortal Lord of Ten Thousand Laws

Pfft!

With a muffled thud, the old woman covered her face and fell to the ground.

She looked up abruptly, her eyes filled with astonishment and confusion: "You...you dare to hit me?"

Do you know who I am?

"Hmph! I don't care who you are, you're the one who insulted my mother!"

Zhao Qiaoling crossed her arms, her pink cheeks puffed out in anger, and she bared her teeth and brandished her claws at the old woman.

Her mother did not want to see her.

But she still acknowledges this mother.

"..."

The old woman was stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of noise erupted behind them:

"Madam!"

The maids were frantic, shouting and bending down to help the old woman up from the ground.

The old woman, however, was unmoved. With a flick of her sleeve, she pushed away the maid's outstretched hand and pointed at Zhao Qiaoling, cursing:

"Quickly! Deal with her right now!"

"Yes."

Heavy footsteps sounded.

Several strong servants rubbed their hands together, eager to get started, and stepped forward one after another.

"Alas!"

Zhao Qiaoling opened her mouth, her face turning deathly pale with fright. She hurriedly took a few steps back, pulling Xing'er to protect her.

He said tremblingly:

"What...what do you want to do?"

"What for? Heh..."

The servant curled his lip and chuckled, "Of course I'll give you a good beating to appease the old lady!"

talking.

He raised his hand, intending to slap Zhao Qiaoling.

The servant was burly and broad-shouldered, his indigo shorts stretched taut by his muscles, his arms as thick as his thighs. With a single gesture, the sky seemed to darken in Zhao Qiaoling's eyes.

She was so frightened that she closed her eyes tightly and instinctively shrank back. If that slap had landed squarely, not to mention a delicate girl like Zhao Qiaoling, even an ordinary adult man would probably have his mouth ruptured and faint on the spot.

really....

The strong servant slapped down with his palm, and a strong wind actually came out!

"Snapped!"

A sharp crack suddenly rang out at the entrance of the Xu residence.

However....

However, I didn't feel a burning pain on my face.

On the contrary, it feels soft to the touch, as delicate as if it could be broken with a touch.

She paused, then cautiously opened one eye and peeked out.

But she discovered that the thick arm that was strong enough to knock her to the ground was hanging in mid-air, being grabbed by someone! No matter how hard the servant struggled, he couldn't budge an inch!

The servant's face flushed red from holding his breath, and a red mark appeared on his wrist, stinging as if his skin had been scraped off.

"What are you doing? Let go!"

"Not loose."

A warm, gentle voice rang out.

Zhao Qiaoling was slightly taken aback. The voice sounded somewhat familiar. Following the arm that was gripping the servant's wrist, she timidly raised her eyes and saw a tall figure who had somehow appeared in front of her.

The man was dressed in a black casual outfit, which was washed clean and tidy, and a matching cloth belt around his waist.

Broad shoulders and a tall, slender build.

It was Jiang She!

"Jiang She!"

Zhao Qiaoling looked delighted and stared blankly at the man's handsome profile, her eyes filled with adoration.

The servant's wrist was being squeezed painfully, his face flushed red, and the veins on his forehead bulged. He was both shocked and furious. His eyes widened, and he turned to Jiang She and roared:

"You...you're from the Xu family, how come you're siding with outsiders and helping the Zhao family instead?"

"Hurry up and let go! Don't make things worse for yourself!"

Jiang She ignored him, his five fingers still gripping the strong servant's wrist like iron clamps.

His gaze, however, bypassed the furious servant in front of him and landed heavily on Fifth Aunt, who had just been helped up by a maid.

He said gently:

"Madam."

"The Xu and Zhao families are both prominent and respected families in the capital. As an elder and a respected head of the clan, you have been allowed to let your servant commit violence in the street without any regard for right or wrong. This behavior is... quite unbecoming of your status."

"If word gets out, what will outsiders say about the Xu family? Will they say that our family has a corrupt tradition and is unable to persuade others with reason? Or will they say that our family bullies others and is disrespectful to the elderly?"

"Can't even tolerate a little girl?"

"Madam, this action may damage the Xu family's reputation!"

After Jiang She finished speaking, he threw the wrist he was holding so hard that the strong servant almost stumbled.

What he said was true; every word he uttered focused on what Aunt Wu valued most: "family reputation" and "the virtues of elders." His words were subtle yet sharp, revealing his true intentions without being overtly scathing.

But every word was precious.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Wu's old face turned bright red.

Jiang She's words struck right at her most sensitive point: her face and reputation. She had just been slapped in public by Zhao Qiaoling, which had made her lose her temper and order her servants to do it.

Now that he has calmed down, and Jiang She has so "righteously and sternly" exposed his injustice, he suddenly feels that he is in the wrong.

She was even more afraid that if this matter were to get out, it would damage the Xu family's reputation and further diminish her prestige within the clan.

So, after weighing the pros and cons, she finally gave a cold snort:

"Hmph! Let's go!"

Having said that, he turned away with a flick of his sleeve.

The servants followed and returned to the mansion.

"Oops!"

"Hurry up and leave, I'll do it again next time!" Zhao Qiaoling gloated, hiding behind Jiang She and making faces.

Once the Xu family had gone some distance, she immediately jumped out from behind Jiang She, grabbed his sleeve, and looked up at him with her still flushed and excited face, saying excitedly:

"Jiang She! Jiang She!"

"You just saved me!"

"You're like a true hero! I like you even more now!"

As she spoke, her little hands unconsciously gripped Jiang She's sleeve, her eyes squinting adorably, filled with innocence.

Jiang She lowered his eyes.

His gaze fell on Zhao Qiaoling's hands.

He remained calm, showing little inner turmoil.

Save her....

It was simply a matter of chance and going with the flow.

The deeper reason was something that the innocent and carefree girl Zhao Qiaoling would never know.

He looked at Zhao Qiaoling, but his mind was on her mother.

The visualization diagram in Shen Nianci's hand was left by a Qi Refining Immortal, a treasure that even someone like Dong Yunqi wanted to borrow to see.

He approached Zhao Qiaoling and maintained his connection with her.

perhaps.....

It was an opportunity to pave the way for Shen Nianci.

As for going home with her...

Hmm....

One young lady and four maids... Jiang She couldn't even dream of how awesome this scene would be!

"Cough cough..."

Jiang She coughed a few times, realizing he had misunderstood.

He lowered his eyes, subtly pulling his sleeve away from Zhao Qiaoling's grasp, then raised his hand in a gesture of respect.

"I appreciate Miss Zhao's kindness."

"What happened just now was merely an act of justice, Miss Zhao need not take it to heart. However... I am still a servant of the Xu family, and dare not... return to the Zhao family with you on my own."

Jiang She's words were extremely apt.

Instead of directly answering Zhao Qiaoling's question, he casually attributed his stance and actions to "seeing injustice on the road."

Zhao Qiaoling thought he cared about his status, so she patted her soft chest and said:

"That's easy!"

"I'll buy you and take you back to the Zhao family right now, so you can be my roommate, just like Xing'er and the others!"

"..."

Jiang She's lips twitched; he couldn't take it anymore.

He never expected Zhao Qiaoling to be so open-minded. In this feudal dynasty where slavery still existed, she was ahead of the curve and dared to say that they would live together before marriage.

Xing'er and the others were even more startled.

"Sleeping together... in the same room?!"

"Miss, he's a man! How can he share a room with us?!"

"It's okay, just turn him into a woman."

"...?!"

To...to become a woman?

Hearing Zhao Qiaoling's casual words, Jiang She's eyelids twitched. There were indeed many miraculous medicines in this world, such as the gender-changing pills made by the "Pharmacist," which could turn men into women and women into men.

"Gurgle..."

Jiang She's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed.

He must take the initiative.

He doesn't want to become a hip-wiggling girl.

Then, on a whim, he summoned the control panel:

"Today you have met Zhao Qiaoling, the daughter of the Zhao family. You can spend 10,000 coins to control this wealthy lesbian."

Rich and powerful lesbians....

"purchase!"

At his command, ten thousand coins instantly transformed into a stream of light.

A stream of light flew into the panel, revealing lines of text:

Zhao Qiaoling

"Background: Daughter of the Zhao family, the only child born to Madam Zhao, possesses the constitution to be attracted to young beauties of the same sex who possess great fortune, which can be used for baiting and fishing."

"The only way to get close to Madam Zhao is to make her open her heart and accept men again."

Review: The flower buds are very tender; worth a try.

"It can be sold in three days."

Ok?

Jiang She looked at the panel, his face slightly taken aback.

Only by getting her to open her heart and accept men again can one get close to Madam Zhao...

This is... a mission triggered by buying slaves?

Jiang She was somewhat puzzled, but for now, it was better than nothing. Since he couldn't buy Shen Nianci, he had no choice but to try his luck with Zhao Qiaoling.

at the same time.

Inside the Xu family's three courtyards...

"Miss! Miss!"

"Something terrible has happened!"

With a hurried shout, Qiao'er rushed in from outside the door. As soon as she stepped across the threshold of the study, she saw Xu Qingyue sitting upright behind the desk, writing in the account book.

Hearing the call, Xu Qingyue stopped writing, looked up, blinked, and smiled:

"Qiao'er, look at you, so disheveled! What's wrong? What terrible thing happened?"

Qiao'er was out of breath from running, clutching her lower abdomen and panting softly.

"Miss, something terrible has happened! A servant at the door is assaulting someone!"

"If someone is hit, then they are hit. It must be the person who got hit who is at fault."

"It wasn't Miss, the servant hit Jiang She!"

"What?"

Xu Qingyue's almond-shaped eyes widened: "It must be that servant's fault. How could he casually hurt someone? By the way, where is Jiang She injured? I'll go add some medicinal herbs to stew in chicken soup."

As she spoke, she lifted her buttocks off the embroidered stool.

Qiao'er shook her head.

"No, Miss, Jiang She is not injured."

"Oh? Then why are you so panicked?"

"He went to help Zhao Qiaoling out of that predicament."

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Qingyue's worried face froze, and like a young woman who had caught her husband cheating, she took a few steps back in a daze and plopped back down on the embroidered stool.

"Miss, Miss? Are you still making chicken soup?"

"This servant will go and fetch some herbs."

Qiao'er didn't notice the expression on Xu Qingyue's face, and she brought up the very thing she didn't want to talk about.

"I'm not stewing it anymore, never again!"

Xu Qingyue said angrily.

Although her expression was somewhat unpleasant, she maintained the demeanor and appearance befitting the head of the household. She only uttered angry words and did not stomp her feet in frustration like a typical young woman.

But if Zhao Qiaoling were in her position, she would probably not only stomp her feet in anger, but also jump over the wall on the spot.

"Miss, what's wrong?"

"I'm fine."

"By the way, what brings Zhao Qiaoling here again?"

Xu Qingyue quickly changed the subject.

Qiao'er pouted: "What else could they be doing? They're definitely here to buy Jiang She again."

"..."

Xu Qingyue fell silent.

She became even more angry.

Qiao'er, however, acted as if she hadn't seen it and asked in a low voice:

"Miss, may I let her in?"

"Let her in!"

"Bring Jiang She in too!"

Xu Qingyue raised her eyebrows, revealing a hint of displeasure.

She's not doing well.

She couldn't let Jiang She mess around anymore; she had to assert her dominance over these mistresses.

"Tap tap tap—"

The footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

They went to invite Zhao Qiaoling in.

Inside the study, Xu Qingyue was still deep in thought.

As she muttered the name Zhao Qiaoling to herself, Xu Qingyue suddenly remembered that this girl seemed to prefer sleeping with other women.

Could it be that...

Does rubbing against a woman make it easier to attract the opposite sex?

"Gurgle..."

Xu Qingyue swallowed the saliva in her mouth.

If that's the case, she really should give it a try.

Hmm... Miss Zhao has experience in this area, should we ask her?

Pshaw! That won't do!

Isn't this just revealing my inexperience to my rival?!

Xu Qingyue's brows furrowed and relaxed repeatedly as she muttered to herself, when she heard a woman's scolding voice coming from outside the courtyard:

"Jiang She, you may come home with me!"

"Xu Qingyue is already in her twenties and still unmarried. She's practically an old woman. I'm only fifteen, not younger than her! Why are you staring at that woman who's neither sexy nor alluring? You might as well stare at me!"

As Zhao Qiaoling spoke, she proudly puffed out her chest.

Jiang She, however, missed a step and almost fell to the ground.

His eyes gleamed as he secretly glanced at Zhao Qiaoling's meager chest. Unlike Xu Qingyue's, which was bulging, Zhao's was much looser, somewhat like a small fried egg.

Xing'er, who had come with her young mistress, couldn't bear to look any longer. She raised her hand to her forehead and peered narrowly at her young mistress, Pu'er, through her fingers.

Hmm~

Miss....

Your heart... isn't even as wide as the space between my fingers.

Xu Qingyue's is bigger than two watermelons! How dare you compare yourself to her, Miss...?

Of course, complaints aside.

The group remained silent, simply smiling, letting Zhao Qiaoling continue to be confident and self-assured.

"Knock knock!"

The knocking started again.

"Miss, Miss Zhao has arrived."

"Please let her in."

Upon hearing the report from outside the door, Xu Qingyue immediately sat up straight, then cleared her throat and adopted a dignified tone.

Qiao'er nodded in agreement.

He immediately turned around and gave a slight curtsy: "Miss Zhao, this is my young lady. Please come inside for a chat."

"Um."

Zhao Qiaoling nodded and said earnestly, "Your young lady certainly knows how to treat guests, unlike that old hag at the door who tried to order her servants to beat me!"

As she spoke, like a little girl, she tilted her head back, tugged at Jiang She's sleeve, and shook it.

Her eyes sparkled like stars as she spoke in a sweet, soft voice:

"Thank goodness for Jiang She!"

thump--

Before Zhao Qiaoling could finish speaking, the study door was pushed open forcefully.

Xu Qingyue stood behind the threshold, her hands folded at her waist, trying her best to suppress the surging jealousy in her heart.

She smiled and said softly:

"Miss Zhao, please."

As she spoke, her almond-shaped eyes, sharp as swords, landed on Jiang She. She happened to see Zhao Qiaoling clinging to Jiang She's sleeve, her expression one of adoration, like a devoted fan.

Jiang She noticed her gaze, but didn't know what to say, so he coughed awkwardly a few times, turned his head, and went to look at the clear blue sky.

Seeing that Jiang She was avoiding eye contact and was clearly embarrassed to speak, Xu Qingyue felt even more jealous.

Her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she said angrily:

"Qiao'er, aren't we short-handed for the high platform area?"

"We don't need any, Miss." Qiao'er looked puzzled.

"Huh?" Xu Qingyue glared at her.

Upon seeing this, Qiao'er immediately corrected herself: "Ah, this servant was mistaken. We are short-staffed, Miss."

"Um."

Xu Qingyue blinked, giving Jiang She a jealous look:

"Take Jiang Langjun with you and make this trip. Let him carry timber, move crates, and do whatever he can."

"Um...this isn't a good idea, Miss."

"Hmph! What's wrong with it?"

Xu Qingyue pouted and muttered in a voice only she could hear, "I even made him chicken soup, every single time, it's like feeding a dog (⋋▂⋌)!"