Faced with Zhao Batian's silence and the sympathy and pity of the crowd, Ji Xiaoxiao truly demonstrated the art of speaking to the fullest.

I didn't marry you back then because my mother wouldn't allow it. Who told you to be idle and lazy? It's none of my business anyway. To avoid making things difficult for my mother, I broke up with you. I'm a very filial daughter and a good person. I swore I would marry no one but you to save you, which shows I'm a kind person. I tried my best to marry you, but I was hopeless. I accepted my fate. But if you kill my whole family, don't blame me for turning my back on you.

Ji Xiaoxiao's lengthy speech not only planted the seeds of Zhao Batian's ruthless, heartless, and incompetent image in the hearts of the villagers, but also constantly tried to justify herself by associating the pitiful and kind-hearted label with "Zhong Xiaohua".

Pigsy climbed the wall and turned the tables. Zhao Batian always believed that whoever had the bigger fist was right, and that words alone could easily lead to death or injury. However, this ever-victorious general capsized in a ditch.

His face contorted with rage, making him look terrifying. An unseen fury consumed his fresh and handsome appearance, and a grinding, teeth-grinding sound emanated from Zhao Batian's body. Beneath his calm eyes, a turbulent undercurrent surged. He remained silent, his limbs still—the calm before the storm.

Ji Xiaoxiao had never seen or experienced anything like strong winds or heavy rains, so how could Zhao Batian's petty abilities really frighten her? Relying on her superior numbers, Ji Xiaoxiao was happy to smear Zhao Batian.

"Zhao Gou Dan, you're not a man at all..." Ji Xiaoxiao said without batting an eye, hurling all the bad things at Zhao Batian.

Zhao Batian was no gentle and mild-mannered gentleman, but rather a volatile and easily angered jackal and tiger. He had tolerated Ji Xiaoxiao time and time again, but Ji Xiaoxiao only took advantage of his kindness and refused to back down, repeatedly slandering him. If Zhao Batian could continue to tolerate this, he would be a tortoise that lives for a thousand years.

Rage consumed reason, senses shut down automatically, and the body yielded to emotion. Zhao Batian delivered a solid punch, landing squarely on Ji Xiaoxiao's face.

Ji Xiaoxiao was knocked to the ground by a single punch, half of her face quickly swelling and turning red, blood spurting from her mouth and dripping around her. Ji Xiaoxiao's physical constitution was extremely poor; with just one punch, she felt dizzy and disoriented.

Rural men and women, who work from sunrise to sunset, usually hunt small prey like rabbits and pheasants, and injuries and bloodshed are not uncommon. However, when a man beats a woman, it's with full force, truly startling him. Regardless of how much they trusted Ji Xiaoxiao before, Zhao Batian's own testimony leaves no room for rebuttal.

The buzzing flies have stopped, and the whole world is finally quiet.

After the initial thrill wore off, Zhao Batian found himself in endless trouble. He couldn't understand why these people were yelling at and hurling insults at him when he had only hit a powerless woman. Shouldn't these unarmed ordinary people respect him? He was so powerful!

Zhao Batian's thinking was very straightforward: if he couldn't understand something, he wouldn't think about it anymore. "Since you don't submit to me, I'll beat you until you pay."

Seeing that Zhao Batian not only showed no remorse but also attacked him with fists and feet, the villagers, whether in self-defense or to teach him a lesson, prevailed over the lone wolf due to their superior numbers, leaving Zhao Batian with a bruised and swollen face.

Ji Xiaoxiao was unaware of what happened to Zhao Batian afterward. When she opened her eyes that day, it was already pitch black. In the farmhouse courtyard, the barking of dogs, the chirping of crickets, and the croaking of frogs created a symphony of sounds.

Ji Xiaoxiao opened her mouth, then gasped, "Zhao Batian is really not a man, he hit hard."

Li Cuicui brought over the food, set it down, and then slapped Ji Xiaoxiao's head hard. "Are you stupid? I told you to stay away from Zhao Gou Dan, but you wouldn't listen. Now you're suffering the consequences, don't you know how painful it is!"

Ji Xiaoxiao shrank her head and said aggrievedly, "Mother, you can't blame me. It's your fault for giving me such a beautiful face. I attract all sorts of attention, and it's all because of this face you gave me."

Having praised herself and pleased her mother, Ji Xiaoxiao thoroughly enjoyed her dinner.

As night fell, taking advantage of Li Cuicui's deep sleep, Ji Xiaoxiao quietly got up and began preparing to cultivate the "White Lotus Sacred Technique." Having been stunned by Zhao Batian's punch that morning, Ji Xiaoxiao was determined to avenge such a humiliating defeat.

Sitting cross-legged, Ji Xiaoxiao calmed her mind and breath according to the internal energy cultivation method of the "White Lotus Sacred Technique," sensing the heavens and earth, and sensing herself. One hour, two hours, three hours passed before Ji Xiaoxiao finally managed to circulate her innate vital energy once.

Wow, such a result left Ji Xiaoxiao speechless.

Back then, Ji Xiaoxiao had already reached the initial stage of the Exorcising Evil Realm after meditating for just one night. With her ex as a comparison, Zhong Xiaohua's constitution was truly terrible. She was practically dragging down this academic star; wasn't that infuriating?

The results were minimal, and before long, it was broad daylight. For several days in a row, in order to reach the point where she could tear apart bandits with her bare hands, Ji Xiaoxiao neglected her sleep and meals, staying in bed and refusing to come out. It took Li Cuicui using all her tricks to finally lure out this reclusive "cage chicken."

Dejected, Ji Xiaoxiao left the village. With the world vast and her senses clear, she learned that Zhao Batian had left. Zhao Batian's departure marked the beginning of his global domination. After a moment's thought, Ji Xiaoxiao decided to follow him. Even if she couldn't seize Zhao Batian's opportunities, she would absolutely not let them fall into his hands.

Ji Xiaoxiao lied and told Li Cuicui that she wanted to see the world. Li Cuicui wasn't reluctant; she gave Ji Xiaoxiao some money, and the next morning, she packed Ji Xiaoxiao's bags, threw her and the bag into the car, and left cleanly and decisively.

Ji Xiaoxiao—a woman disheveled in the wind.

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