Before the maids returned, an uninvited guest arrived at Tianning's courtyard.

It was Wenren Xue and Wenren Yang again, accompanied by two dragons.

Wenren Yang immediately launched into a tirade of questions: "What exactly did you do to make Father so angry?!"

Tianning couldn't understand what he was saying.

"Are you out of your mind?"

The way she looked at him was as if she were showing concern for someone with intellectual disabilities.

Wenren Yang, with his easily triggered temper, certainly couldn't stand it. He came here to embarrass Tian Ning, so how could he let her have an easy time!

"I knew the Myriad Swords Sect would never accept a piece of trash like you. That must be why Father is angry!"

He acted like he was very clever, thinking he had guessed everything, which was unbearable to look at.

"Wenren Yang, are you blind?"

Tian Ning didn't even glance at him, and continued to tidy up the talismans she had drawn earlier.

She'd only been living there a few days, and now she had to pack everything away from the room again. It was bound to be a hassle.

"What did you say?!"

Wenren Yang kicked a large box next to him in anger.

Originally intended to vent his anger, Wenren Yang didn't expect the broken box to be so hard. He wondered what it was made of. When he kicked it, the pain was so intense that he almost lost his composure. His face twitched violently, and he felt like his foot was about to swell up like a pig's trotter!

"You, you...!!"

Just as Wenren Yang was about to lose his temper, another gentle female voice timely interrupted the impending conflict.

“Little sister, your brother was just worried that you and Father might have had a fight, he didn’t mean anything else.” Wenren Xue seemed to be a good older sister who wanted to ease their tension: “It’s just that you shouldn’t have said that, little sister, it will hurt your fourth brother’s feelings.”

"Little sister, you should apologize to your fourth brother."

From the moment Wenren Yang kicked her box, Tian Ning stopped what she was doing.

She never expected Wenren Xue to be so disgusting!

Relying on the protection of Wenren Yanghe and his two dragons, he did whatever he pleased...

Just because she looks easy to bully?

Despite Tianning never provoking her from beginning to end, the other party was fixated on her and wouldn't let go.

Tianning is not a lump of clay to be molded at will.

The one who starts the trouble is the one who loses. Now that trouble has come knocking, Wenren Xue must be prepared to face her wrath.

Tianning put down what he was holding and stepped forward.

At this moment, her pretty little face was sullen because she was in a bad mood.

“Little sister, I know you’re not convinced, but if you’re wrong, you should…”

"Smack!!"

Before she could finish speaking, the thin girl in front of her, who was even shorter than Wenren Xue, slapped her across the face!

Everyone froze in place!

I didn't even realize it.

Even Wenren Xue never expected that Tian Ning would slap her in the face in public!

"Ahhh! What...what are you doing?!"

As it turned out, the slap was very effective; the out-of-control Wenren Xue even forgot to speak in a high-pitched voice.

His tone was much more normal.

But she was met with another slap in response.

"Smack!!"

Yes, it's symmetrical on both sides.

Tian Ning is quite satisfied with his work.

It's true that being in a bad mood can really make you feel bad; those two slaps really lifted my spirits.

She was in a better mood, but Wenren Xue was going crazy!

No one has ever dared to treat her like this before!

She cares so much about her appearance! How dare this brat slap her!

The two dragons and Wenren Yang barely managed to recover from their shock.

The young prince, Long Ye, reacted first, a murderous glint in his eyes, and instantly appeared before Tian Ning: "You're courting death!"

He actually hurt the woman he loved!

Tianning simply called out, "Xiaobai."

The white cat, which had been lazily sleeping in bed and ignoring the noise from the group, jumped off the bed at lightning speed.

Immediately, the spiritual energy in the courtyard became restless, and a powerful pressure, like a boulder pressing down, forced even Long Ye's straight spine to bend, and the proud dragon blood within him trembled so much that he wanted to kneel down...

The white cat's body continued to grow larger, and in a short while, it transformed into a white tiger, slapping the little prince who was trying to make a move out of the room!

"Pfft!" Blood spurted from Long Ye's mouth.

He collapsed in the yard like a dead dog on the roadside.

This made Wenren Yang and Long Han, who were still comforting Wenren Xue, immediately abandon their intention to intervene.

What exactly is that tiger?

With just one strike, the young prince of the Dragon Palace was severely injured!

A spirit beast? A celestial beast? ...A divine beast?

No, mythical beasts are extremely rare; how could they possibly be contracted by a little girl?

Long Ye, as the young prince, possessed the bloodline of the dragon royal family and was considered a divine beast, yet he was defeated so easily!