Xia Xiang is the most special child in the Xia Lan Xing De family. Because she is a rare light-type elemental warrior, she could not stay in the Xia household to grow up. Since birth, she has grown...
Xia Xiang stormed into Yehenara Sisi's house, chasing after him and beating anyone who tried to stop her!
"It's me! Yehenara Yuying, the new head of the Yehenara family! How dare you hit my people! Are you out of your mind? I'll use you to establish my authority today! How dare you provoke me! Don't you know I have a bad temper?!"
"You dare run! Stop right there!!!"
Yehenara Sisi had fewer and fewer people to protect her, so she could only run around the house, trying to avoid Xia Xiang's attacks.
When that guy arrived with Yehenara Xiongba and Meilian Heping, Yehenara Sisi's house was already like a typhoon had passed through, leaving only ruins.
"Ah! You idiot! They're trying to kill you, and you're helping them get revenge?!" Yehenara Sisi hid behind a guard whose face was already bruised and swollen.
"If it weren't for him, how would you have ended up at Yehenara's house, and how would you have lost your memory? I think your brain is completely broken."
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Xia Xiang could already sense that her grandfather and the others were at the door, and they must have heard what she, Yehenara Sisi, had said.
Seeing Xia Xiang's confused look, Yehenara Sisi smiled smugly and peeked out from behind the guards, only to be scared back by Xia Xiang's feint.
"I mean..."
"Shut up!" Yehenara Xiong Ba's voice rang out. "You scoundrel! Is this how you treat your niece? You have no manners as an elder!"
“Uncle, she rushed in and hit me.” Yehenara Sisi stepped out from behind the guards. “How can you, as the sect leader, be so biased towards her? I am her elder. Does she act like a junior?”
Yehenara Xiongba glared at him coldly, and Yehenara Sisi instantly became as obedient as a quail.
"I'm not dead yet, when did you become the new sect leader?" Yehenara Xiongba asked Xia Xiang with amusement.
"You still want to pass the position of sect leader to someone else!?" Xia Xiang looked at Yehenara Xiong Ba with a betrayed expression and heartache.
Yehenara Xiongba's forehead creased with three black lines. "You want me to die sooner so you can make room for me?"
"Speaking of death, what's wrong with him?!" Xia Xiang drew a sharp longsword from one end of the stick and pointed it directly at the guy's nose. "What does Stupid Uncle mean?"
Yehenara Sisi: ......
The scene was quiet
Xia Xiang steeled her heart, pretending to have a cold face, her eyes filled with murderous intent, and approached the guy step by step, the tip of her sword pointing downwards, straight at his heart.
"Is he telling the truth?! Answer me!"
The guy then put on a restrained and unwilling expression, and instead of answering, looked at Yehenara Xiongba.
Seeing that no one on the scene reacted, Xia Xiang pierced the guy's chest with the tip of her sword, and soon his white shirt was soaked in blood.
But the guy remained unmoved, standing still and letting Xia Xiang do as she pleased.
"Xiao Ying! Stop!" Yehenara Xiong Ba shouted to stop him. "Your second uncle is a fool. Why do you trust him? You chose him yourself. What are you doubting? Ah Hao has always been loyal to the Yehenara family and to you. You don't need to doubt that."
The guy and Xia Xiang both breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, they had brought blood packs with them beforehand, otherwise they would have suffered.
"I'm sorry, I've lost my memory. Please forgive me if I've offended you," Xia Xiang said calmly to the guy.
"I was born a member of the Yehenara family, and I will die a member of the Yehenara family. I have no disloyalty to the sect leader and young lady," the man said respectfully.
Xia Xiang: Don't say that first sentence, it makes me nervous!
"Hey, you guys!" Yehenara Sisi looked at these actors and was truly speechless.
He rarely speaks the truth, so how did they manage to manipulate him?!
"Heh," Xia Xiang sheathed the sword, its tip still stained with blood, and with a backhand swing, the sword flashed.
Yehenara Sisi collapsed to the ground, a drop of warm blood falling on his forehead, making him tremble with fear. The last intact plant in the hall was cut in half.
"Second Uncle, I'm a kind-hearted person. If you behave yourself, I'll let you stay. But if you cause trouble again, don't blame your niece for being ruthless."
Everyone: Do you have some misunderstanding about kindness?
——Whisper Divider——
"Sect Leader, based on Heping's recent observations, Miss Yuying has indeed lost her memory," said Heping, who had no face. "As for why her personality has changed so drastically, I suspect that this may have always been her personality, but she just doesn't show it off in the righteous faction."
People from the righteous path: No, thank you.
"What about the former captain of the South City Guard?" Yehenara Xiongba asked.
"He seems to hold a grudge against Miss Yu Ying. Should we warn him again?" The shameless man asked.
“No need. People who can’t judge people well can’t survive in the Yehenara family. She’s not like her good-for-nothing father,” Yehenara Xiongba said with a smile.
"If she really takes over the Yehenara family, I believe she can lead the family to a higher level."
"Sect Leader, don't forget, Miss Yu Ying doesn't have any demonic abilities yet; she still has righteous abilities," Mei Lianping said worriedly. "Those elders will absolutely not agree to her succeeding to the position."
"That's her business, not mine," Yehenara Xiongba said indifferently, glancing at the faceless Heping.
The Yehenara family is nothing but material possessions. What's there to care about that rabble? He will gain even greater power, and this little Iron Dimension is nothing to him.
"Give her the maximum authority and let her do whatever she wants," Yehenara Xiongba said nonchalantly.
Without a face and with sincerity, he asked, "Miss Yu Ying is already contacting various ministers and elders. If she forces a coup, should we just go along with it?"
Yehenara Xiongba struck him with a palm, sending him flying.
"Can't you speak properly?! That's called being polite, it's about building relationships with your elders, not forming cliques."
No Face Peace: ......