However... if his daughter provokes her again, don't blame her for showing no mercy...

Qiu Ling'er thought to herself.

Immediately afterwards, Qiu Feng went back and dragged Qiu Muzhu in front of Qiu Ling'er. In front of her, he slapped Qiu Muzhu hard several times, leaving her face red and swollen, with blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth. She looked extremely disheveled.

Tears welled in Qiu Muzhu's eyes as she glared angrily at Qiu Feng and roared at him:

"Father, why did you hit me? Did this bitch say something to you? Father, how can you believe her? I am your daughter!"

Qiu Muzhu was completely stunned. She had thought that her father had brought her there to see the little bitch's corpse, and she had followed him excitedly. She never expected that the little bitch was not only standing there unharmed, but she had also been slapped several times for no reason.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Qiu Feng slapped her three more times, causing Qiu Muzhu to bleed from her mouth, her hair to become disheveled, and her whole appearance to look extremely wretched.

Is this daughter stupid? Can't she see the situation clearly even now?

This woman is someone they can't afford to mess with, and now she's actually being disrespectful to her...

Qiu Feng was terrified; at that moment, he desperately wished his daughter were mute...

"Father, tell me! Why did you hit me? What did I do wrong? This little bitch tried to capture me and threatened you. You didn't just kill her, but you hit your own daughter instead... Could she be your illegitimate daughter from outside the marriage?!"

Qiu Feng really wanted to rush over and cover her mouth. Was this still his obedient and sensible daughter?

Could it be that everything she showed him before was just a facade?

Qiu Feng couldn't help but shake his head. Was this really his biological daughter?

Qiu Muzhu struggled continuously, cursing under her breath:

"Father, say something! Why won't you answer my question? Is this bitch really your daughter?"

These words completely broke Qiu Feng; his daughter had truly gone mad.

Qiu Feng trembled with anger, his face filled with disbelief.

Qiu Ling'er watched all of this with amusement.

Qiu Feng watched as Qiu Muzhu not only showed no remorse but became even more engrossed in her insults. He then glanced cautiously at Qiu Ling'er, noticing her expressionless face, as if she were waiting for his response.

He gritted his teeth, rushed over, and slapped Qiu Muzhu across the face again, this time with a vicious blow.

"Shut up! If you dare insult that girl again, don't blame your father for kicking you out of the house!"

Qiu Muzhu covered her burning cheek in shock, staring at her father in disbelief...

He hit her again? He was her father, who had loved her the most since she was little...

Qiu Ling'er clicked her tongue in amazement, never expecting Qiu Feng to be so ruthless. Look at the sow girl's face, swollen and red, almost like a steamed bun...

"Father, you have really disappointed me."

After saying that, Qiu Muzhu turned and ran away.

"Pearl...Pearl!"

Qiu Feng wanted to chase after her to explain, but Qiu Ling'er stopped him.

"No need to pursue it any further. I am satisfied with Pavilion Master Qiu's approach. Let's leave it at that."

Qiu Feng wiped away her cold sweat. She was really afraid that the girl would say something else, and then she really wouldn't know what to do.

After glancing at the girl, Qiu Feng was filled with emotion.

"What, what else do you want to say?"

Under Qiu Ling'er's gaze, Qiu Feng broke out in a fine layer of sweat.

"Um... sir, is there anything else you need?"

Qiu Ling'er lowered her head and pondered for a while.

She did indeed have something to discuss with Qiu Feng, but this time her tone wasn't one of discussion, but rather one of command—

"By the way, your daughter and you scared me just now, I need compensation for emotional distress."

"Compensation...compensation?!"

Qiu Feng was completely bewildered by Qiu Ling'er's words and didn't know how to respond. This girl really knows how to talk!

"What, you don't want to?"

Qiu Ling'er frowned and asked.

"Of course I'm willing to compensate you, sir, but... but... I don't know how much compensation you require?"

Qiu Ling'er looked at Qiu Feng but didn't speak immediately; she just gave him a cold glance.

"Sir, rest assured, no matter how much compensation is required, I will handle this matter for you, and I will absolutely satisfy you!!!"

Qiu Feng quickly expressed his opinion.

Qiu Ling'er nodded and added:

"I want crystals, give me crystals, and I want to live in your Qiushui Pavilion. Prepare a room for me and don't allow anyone to disturb me."

Qiu Ling'er spoke casually, but to Qiu Feng it was like a thunderclap, so shocking he almost fainted.

Crystals are cultivation resources that cultivators like them dream of, but now...

Getting him to produce something like this is harder than killing him.

"My lord, crystals are far too precious. I'm afraid our Autumn Water Pavilion cannot produce that many crystals."

Qiu Feng asked tentatively.

Although he didn't know how much Qiu Ling'er needed, he was determined not to give her too little.

They already have crystals, which is almost equivalent to the resources of Autumn Water Pavilion, and he can't bear to part with them...

Now he's hoping that the adult won't see through his little scheme...

"Can't produce that many crystals?!"

Qiu Ling'er chuckled and said:

"Isn't your Qiushui Pavilion supposed to be very wealthy? What, you can't even produce crystals now? What are you Qiushui Pavilion doing then?"

Qiu Ling'er's voice was icy cold.

Seeing the fearful expressions on people's faces towards Qiu Muzhu on the street, she knew that Qiu Shui Ge was no pushover.

She needs some crystals now, how could they not provide them...?

"No, no..."

Qiu Feng was so questioned by Qiu Ling'er that he didn't dare to utter a single word in rebuttal.

Their Qiushui Pavilion is indeed very wealthy, far exceeding the wealth of other forces, and even surpassing them.

However... Qiushui Pavilion is not, after all, a major sect or force as rumored, but a group of people who make their fortune through smuggling.

They don't have much savings. The fact that Qiushui Pavilion is able to survive is not due to their own hard work, but rather through some shady means. They also make some profit from it, which is enough for them to maintain the status quo.

“Our Autumn Water Pavilion does indeed possess crystals, but, sir…”

"I don't care how many crystals you have, in short, I want you to hand them all over and arrange a room for me immediately!"

Qiu Ling'er didn't give Qiu Feng a chance to refuse at all; her tone was unusually firm.

"Well... okay..."

Faced with such an outrageous demand, Qiu Feng was helpless. He knew he couldn't disobey this adult's orders, but he had no choice but to obey. So he reluctantly agreed.

"very good!"

Upon hearing Qiu Feng's reply, Qiu Ling'er smiled, but to Qiu Feng, that smile was terrifying.

"Then please come with me, sir..."