"Have you heard? That useless Chu Huang was brought back today!"

"Really? Wasn't she dismissed by the lady of the house?"

"I heard she lingered in the countryside for three years and has become an accomplished nothing."

"If I were her, I would have killed myself out of shame. How can she have the face to return?”

At the entrance of the ancient and picturesque mansion, a horse-drawn carriage slowly came to a stop.

The servants, who had just been gossiping at the entrance, suddenly fell silent.

The carriage curtain was lifted, and a girl wearing a plain coarsely woven dress came into everyone's view. Her face was free of any make-up.

She was stunningly beautiful, and elegant enough to shame the moon and make flowers blush.

She was just past the age of girlhood, with a slender figure and a clear and proud temperament that was out of this world.

She held a snow-white kitten in her arms.

The kitten had a pair of blue eyes, and it looked on with a cold and disdainful expression at the people in front, who were filled with mockery and contempt. It was hissing in annoyance.

Chu Huang gently stroked the kitten's head, "Dumpling, don't get angry. They're just a bunch of ants."

"Dumpling" gritted his teeth in anger, "A group of filthy humans, daring to insult you..."

"Hey!" Suddenly, a domineering and arrogant voice came over, "Zhao Yiwan's useless younger sister, how do you still have the face to come back?"

Chu Huang lifted her eyes and saw a young man dressed extravagantly, unruly and arrogantly, striding over towards her.

He wore a delicate jade pendant around his waist, a jade crown on his head, with a handsome face and yet, his eyes were overly arrogant.

Chu Feng, with a cold sneer, indifferently asked, "And you are?"

Fu Heng paused for a second, gritting his teeth, "Chu Feng, don't play dumb with me!"

After all, he was the young master of the Fu family, the petty tyrant on this street!

Three years ago, Chu Feng was often bullied by him!

Fu Heng arrogantly raised an eyebrow, frivolously holding Chu Feng's chin, "Three years gone, you seem to have grown a lot prettier. Come, give your lord a smile first."

Having said that, he pulled up his robe, spread his legs wide, pointing to his crotch, "Crawl under young master's legs, and young master will allow you to return to the Zhao Mansion, how about it?"

Tuanzi, fuming with rage, extended its sharp claws, wishing it could immediately rush up and tear Fu Heng's face apart.

Fu Heng scoffed, dismissively looked at Tuanzi, "Oh! Picking up a useless beast back, huh! As expected, trash goes with waste, an absolutely perfect match!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Laughter erupted around them, everyone watched Chu Feng and Tuanzi mockingly, no one trying to hide the schadenfreude in their eyes.

"Does Chu Feng actually think she's a part of the Zhao family?"

"If not for the matriarch's kindness, such trash like her would have died a thousand deaths by now!"

"Miss Zhao Yiwang is naturally her sister, yet Miss Yiwang is so uniquely talented, so formidable at such a young age, in contrast with Chu Feng, who can't even tame beasts, truly an utterly useless waste!"

Tuanzi, with its white fur almost turning red, cried, "Ah Feng! Let me go! I want to exterminate these gossips, ah ah ah!"

I'm so infuriated!

Ah Huang is no waste!

She is currently the most, most, most formidable person in the world!

Fu Heng chastises while mocking a meat bun, "Little trash, don't overestimate yourself. It might be better if you accompany your master underground. If I'm in a good mood, I might even reward you with a couple of tiny dried fish, hahahaha!"

Chu Huang stands indifferent at her spot, lifting her indifferent, lukewarm, and peach blossom eyes coldly.

A seemingly indifferent gaze that somehow sent a shiver down Fu Heng's spine.

"What... what kind of look is that?" Fu Heng's voice trembled in fear and bellowed, "Let me tell you, your mother is just a second-hand article! If it weren't for General Zhao's tolerance, marrying your mother, you, this trash, could you enter the Zhao residence?"

"There's no comparing you and your sister! She, by her own ability, managed to win over the hearts of the Zhao family, what about you?"

"You're nothing more than a universally-despised simpleton! Three years ago, at the palace banquet, you disgraced Zhao's family, causing them to lose face. The fact that The Old Lady Zhao didn't order for your execution was already merciful of her. You, a lowly child born but not raised by your own mother, deserve... uh uh..."

The remaining words were strangled by Chu Huang, blocked in his throat.

Her slender and cold fingers tightly grasp Fu Heng's throat, increasingly tightening.

Fu Heng's eyes were wide open with terror, "Uh...you, you dare..."

"What would I dare not?" Chu Huang coldly smirks, a trace of chill in her eyes causing one's heart to freeze.

"Dirt-stained trash, you dare lecture me?"

She sneers coldly, her knee suddenly launching upward, with a merciless force, not holding back the slightest bit.

"Ah!!!!"

A piercing scream echoed into the sky and sliced through the long street.

The onlookers had a petrified look on their faces as they stood off to the side, forgetting to breathe.

How...how is this possible?

Has Chu Huang gone mad?

How can she dare to beat Young Master Fu in the street publicly?

Is she courting death?

And weren't they famously incompetent?

How on earth did Young Master Fu fail to dodge her attack just now?

What on earth is happening?

Fu Heng clutched his crotch, tumbling to the floor in a comical manner.

His face was pale and his features tightly knit in pain, unable to breathe, trembling all over like a dying fish.

"Chu...Chu Huang!" He grit his teeth, staring vengefully at the cold-faced woman in front of him: "You wait for me! I... sss... I won't let you go!"

Chu Huang lowered her gaze, the corners of her lips upturned in a faint smile: "Come at me if you dare."

With that, she held her little one and coldly walked through the crowd, stepping into Zhao's residence.

Everyone present stood rooted in their spot, wide-eyed and slack-jawed, unable to trust what they had just seen.

Embedded in Chu Huang's arms, Tuanzi gritted its teeth and hissed, "Ah Huang, you shouldn't have let him go!"

If it was him, he would have bitten Ayres straight away!

Let's see how he dares to show off then!

"We've just returned to the Zhao residence, let's not cause unnecessary trouble," Chu Huang said evenly.

"Oh." Tuanzi lowered its head, whimpering softly, "I'll listen to Ah Huang."

A smile tugged at the corners of Chu Huang's mouth as he gently stroked Tuanzi's head.

As his gaze landed on the majestic mansion in front of him, his eyes gradually grew cold.

The Zhao family was the most prestigious and affluent clan in the city of Shuyang, with generations of its members serving as generals.

Their ancestor was a high-ranking general renowned for his military prowess. The current generation was led by Zhao An, the eldest son who had inherited their family business and had been appointed as the Grand General.

Their oldest daughter married into royalty, becoming the Empress Consort and reigning supreme in the imperial harem.

Zhao An, known for his passionate nature, had met and fallen in love with Zhu Yu, a married woman from the countryside, at first sight. Regardless of societal prejudice, he married Zhu Yu and brought her into his home.

Zhu Yu had two daughters.

The elder one, Zhao Yihan, had been brought into the Zhao family by her mother and had her name changed.

Although she was not the Zhao family's biological child, Zhao Yihan had inherited Zhu Yu's grace and social skills. She quickly endeared herself to the Zhao family with her ability to win hearts.

Chu Fènghuáng had been left deserted since childhood by Zhu Yu, living a dependent life with her frail father.

After her father's death, Zhu Yu, who had a distaste for the poor but loved wealth, had to take Chu Fènghuáng back to the general's mansion for fear of being criticized.

But, Chu Fènghuáng, who grew up in the countryside, was malnourished, thin, and her skin was tanned dark due to exposure to the sun.

Due to her lack of restraint and the absence of the demeanor of a noble lady, she was not very likeable.

Three years ago, Chu Fènghuáng accompanied the Zhao family to a banquet in the palace, but created a scandal at the banquet, utterly destroying her reputation.

In response, the old lady of the Zhao family abandoned her in a remote countryside, left to her own fate.

And Zhu Yu, from beginning to end, never stepped up to plead for her.

Chu Fènghuáng, who was already weak, due to a sudden illness after moving to the countryside, passed away after a few days.

After the original owner passed away, she then occupied the body, becoming Chu Fènghuáng of the Jiuzhou Dynasty.

In the blink of an eye, she had been in the Jiuzhou Dynasty for three years.

And those who owed the original owner, it was time for them to pay the price!