A fat animal trainer, dressed in a gray robe and sporting a mustache, rushed out menacingly.

Upon seeing the gate that had been kicked open, he roared in fury, "Who dares to trespass on the kennel?"

Qin Yue Zhao narrowed her eyes slightly and sneered, "Call out Zhao Hui, the manager of the breeding farm!"

The fat animal trainer glared at him, "You want us to take charge? Don't you even know if you're qualified?"

The next second, a crisp, loud slap rang out across the sky.

"Smack!"

Chen Wan'er strode forward and slapped him hard across the face.

"Are you deaf? I told you to bring out that bastard Zhao Hui!"

She was like a roaring lion, exceptionally fierce.

A searing pain exploded on the fat, greasy face of the animal trainer, making him grimace and roar deafeningly:

"Damn it! Where did these stray dogs come from, daring to hit me? Men, tear these two bastards to pieces!"

At a command, a dozen men in black charged forward, brandishing their weapons.

The broadsword gleamed, its cold light flashing.

The once-deadly pens were now filled with a murderous aura.

Just when the fat keeper thought the two were about to be chopped into mincemeat, Qin Yue Zhao pushed off the ground with one foot and flipped in place, her straight and slender leg drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

The nearest man in black fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Blood splattered three feet high, the guard's eyes rolled back, and before he could even groan, he breathed his last.

Then came the second guard, the third guard...

More than a dozen guards were kicked away, crashing into walls, water tanks, tables and chairs, coughing up blood and rolling their eyes in pain.

Chen Wan'er, like a raging lion, charged forward and beat them so badly they were unrecognizable and a pitiful sight.

The fat breeder's eyes widened little by little, and his sausage lips gradually turned into an "O" shape.

Qin Yue Zhao, covered in blood, walked up to him like the Grim Reaper, scaring him so much that his face turned pale, his legs trembled, and he uncontrollably knelt on the ground.

"Heroes, heroes, spare my life... spare my life!"

The fat keeper pleaded like a banshee, and Qin Yue Zhao's sharp, cold eyes flickered.

She raised her hand and placed it on the plump keeper's shoulder, wiping the blood from the back of her hand, and smiled faintly: "Now..."

He grabbed the fat keeper's hair, pulling so hard that his neck bent and veins bulged, before grinning with murderous intent: "Can you call out that bastard Zhao Hui now?"

Looking into the eyes of the person in front of him, which were devoid of any human emotion, the fat keeper froze on the spot, and only after a long while did he nod with great difficulty.

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away, I'll go right away!"

Having received a satisfactory answer, Qin Yue Zhao disgustedly shook off his head and swaggered to the main seat in the hall.

Only after she sat down did the fat animal trainer stand up as if he had survived a disaster, covering his face and running away.

A secluded spot not far away.

Clad in armor and wielding broadswords or spears, the Huo family soldiers, their faces grim, surrounded the breeding pens completely.

They had initially intended to rush down to Qin Yuezhao's aid when they saw her surrounded by a group of people. However, they never expected that Qin Yuezhao would single-handedly beat more than a dozen armed guards beyond recognition.

Everyone stared in admiration, their eyes wide, and silently gripped their broadswords.

Not long after, the fat and lewd fat animal trainer hurriedly led Zhao Hui back to the main hall.

Despite suffering such a huge loss, the fat keeper showed no signs of learning his lesson and continued to curse through gritted teeth:

"Lord Zhao, it's him! He not only injured the guards, but also slapped me. Look..."

Zhao Hui frowned as he stepped into the hall. Amidst the fat trainer's incessant chatter, he carefully examined the "man" sitting in the hall.

With just one glance, he was so frightened that he almost lost his mind.

The "man" in front of them was extremely young. His slender figure was accentuated by a crescent-white robe. He had phoenix-shaped eyebrows, bright eyes, red lips, and a delicate nose. In addition to his handsome appearance, he was also extremely feminine and gorgeous.

Only then did he realize that the person in front of him was not a man at all, but a woman!

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