C6 Maidservant Qiao Wei

"Let me go! What do you think you're doing!? I am the Eldest Young Master's maidservant!"

Jiang Yuan was greeted by this terrified cry as soon as he arrived home.

"Hehehe, you little minx, I've been itching to deal with you for ages! Today's the perfect day to take out my frustrations on you! That Jiang Yuan actually turned down the five Spirit Gathering Pills for the sake of his so-called dignity—what a fool!"

In Jiang Yuan's courtyard, a sleazy-looking young man with a face full of pockmarks, dressed in fine silk, was encircling a young girl with several others.

The girl, with her oval face and almond eyes, had a sparkle in her bright pupils. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing her flawless complexion. Even in her simple maidservant's attire, her elegance was unmistakable.

"No! Don't you dare! If you lay a finger on me, the Eldest Young Master will never forgive you!"

Fear and helplessness laced the girl's voice.

"Hahahaha, that good-for-nothing? He'll be too busy trying to save his own skin shortly!"

"Boss, make sure us underlings get a taste too. This maidservant's beauty outshines the top courtesan at the Spring Pavilion. She's wasted on that loser!"

"You... If you dare touch me, I'll die right here and now!"

The girl, facing the lecherous men, steeled herself and charged toward the stone wall behind her.

"Young Master, I hope I can still serve by your side in the next life!"

Thud!

Suddenly, the girl felt a pair of arms envelop her waist, her heart pounding with renewed panic as she frantically struggled.

"Qiao Wei! It's me."

At the sound of that familiar voice, Qiao Wei looked up to find herself locked in Jiang Yuan's intense gaze.

Qiao Wei was Jiang Yuan's personal maidservant, much like Lee Chuchu was his childhood friend.

But as a maidservant, her role was to silently support Jiang Yuan, who had become a cripple, tending to his every need. She was the only one who had never left his side.

"Hahaha, here comes the man of the hour!"

The sleazy man laughed upon seeing Jiang Yuan suddenly appear before him.

Turning around, Jiang Yuan's gaze fell on a man he knew all too well—the one who had tormented him the most over the past year: Jiang Woo's son, Jiang Ming.

"Hand over your Spirit Gathering Pill! Take another beating to let us blow off some steam, and we'll release you and your maidservant," bellowed a man from behind Jiang Ming.

The voice led to another face Jiang Yuan recognized all too well—the lackey he had thrashed earlier that day. It was undoubtedly thanks to this snitch that Jiang Ming had received the news so swiftly and come looking for trouble.

Jiang Yuan shook his head and replied with a grave tone, "I've already consumed the Spirit Gathering Pill! Or would you prefer I retrieve it for you after it's passed through?"

"Eaten it!? You, a piece of trash, think you're worthy of it?"

At those words, Jiang Ming's fury ignited. The Spirit Gathering Pill he was so sure of obtaining was now gone, and his rage was squarely aimed at Jiang Yuan.

"If I'm not worthy of it, what makes you think you, a piece of trash, are any more deserving?" retorted Jiang Yuan, his eyes glinting with a chill.

Jiang Ming, incensed, jabbed a finger at Jiang Yuan's face and spat, "Oh! Talking back now, are we? I haven't finished settling the score from the days I groveled at your feet. Do you still think you're some exalted Martial Master?"

"That's right! You're nothing but trash now!"

"Trash should act like trash! Don't be f*cking ungrateful!"

"When our boss scolds you, you better just take it! You had the audacity to swallow the Spirit Gathering Pill!"

...

As Jiang Ming pointed at him, a cold gleam flashed in Jiang Yuan's eyes. "Get that finger out of my face, or I'll snap it off right now if you're not careful!"