With his incredible strength, Li Tiezhu grabbed Widow Li's arm tightly, his eyes red, and choked her neck.
Widow Li rolled her eyes, nearly fainting, and looked with difficulty at Granny Liu: "Help...help me..."
Granny Liu frowned, glanced at the dawdling servants, and her old face darkened: "Why aren't you getting started yet?"
The servants all rolled their eyes. They had seen wicked people before, but never anyone this wicked. Ever since Widow Li came to Liu Yuan's house, there hadn't been a single day of peace. She was either stirring up trouble or causing mischief, always trying to trick these bachelors.
The servants in the manor hated her to death for the few dozen copper coins she received, and for the few taels of silver she hid. However, Liu Mama, who was of the same ilk as her, protected her.
Several pretty maids who were sweeping and cleaning also suffered the consequences and were almost kicked out. Fortunately, the young lady was kind-hearted, and Granny Wang secretly informed them, barely saving them.
Granny Liu's authority was challenged, and the thick lines on her face trembled. She pointed impatiently at Mo Qingcheng: "Tie up that little vixen who caused someone's death."
Li Changgeng led a dozen or so men from the village to block Mo Qingcheng behind him: "Trying to cause trouble in our Nanping Village? Do you really think all the men are dead?"
Liu Cuihua was startled. Her husband was straightforward and didn't know how to speak properly, which had offended many people.
Widow Li is clearly here to cause trouble. What if she hurts an innocent person?
Mo Qingcheng was administering acupuncture with her back to everyone when suddenly, Third Grandmother opened her eyes, tears streaming down her face: "Cough cough..."
Mo Qingcheng gestured for her to calm down; there were still three needles to go. Third Grandma stared blankly at Mo Qingcheng, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
At this moment, the servants of the Liu family and Li Changgeng and others started fighting. A groom with a pointed mouth and monkey-like face took advantage of the moment and swung his whip at the back of Li Tiezhu's head.
"Tiezhu!" When Third Grandma turned her head and saw this scene, she was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat, and her blood pressure, which had just stabilized, shot up again.
Without turning her head, Mo Qingcheng flicked her finger, and with a flash of silver light, three silver needles pierced several acupoints of the groom.
"Bang!" The coachman, caught off guard, fell face-first into the mud. The whip slipped from his hand, spun around, and tightened around his neck.
After struggling for a while, the coachman's eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes: "Third Grandma, if you get any more excited, you won't be able to see your big fat grandson."
Third Grandma: "..."
The third grandmother, belatedly realizing what was happening, shuddered and nearly pierced her body with the silver needle. She was so frightened that she dared not move an inch.
Mo Qingcheng was speechless with exasperation. She took out the needle, her forehead beaded with sweat, and almost fell over as she stood up.
The young boy caught her, his face turning cold: "How little do you value yourself?"
Mo Qingcheng turned around and patted the little boy's cheek: "Why is the boss here?"
"Let's see how you show off!" Shangguan Yichen was furious. Such a big thing happened when he wasn't looking at him for a moment.
Mo Qingcheng felt a warmth in her heart, a smile playing on her lips, and all her weariness vanished instantly: "Okay, I'll listen to you, boss..."
"..." Shangguan Yichen clenched his fists. He was too weak. Wasn't his mother afraid that someone would take advantage of her?
The young boy took a deep breath, his ears twitched, and a dart flew towards Mo Qingcheng. His eyes narrowed.
"Get out of the way!"
Mo Qingcheng's eyes turned cold. She waved her hand, spun around, and caught Shangguan Yichen in her arms before gracefully landing.
"Bang!" A pebble struck the dart and fell to the ground with a clatter.
Shangguan Yichen broke free from Mo Qingcheng's embrace. The young boy rushed forward and kicked a servant hard, shouting, "You deserve to die!"
"ah……"
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