Jiang Congtao picked up the dagger and slashed down.
"Ahhh!!"
A severed finger rolled off, and blood gushed out like a spring. Old Master Jiang's face turned deathly pale, and he shouted angrily.
"You're all dead! Pull her away!"
Those present were stunned and dared not make a sound, for fear of implicating themselves.
We share the good times, but not the bad.
Jiang Congming hesitated for a moment, then, relying on his status as the eldest son, he persuaded her: "Xiao Tao, you grew up by your father's side since you were little, and you are the child he loves most... Is there some misunderstanding?"
Jiang Congtao sneered, her tone full of mockery, "Affection? Aren't these injuries enough proof?!"
"This old geezer brought me to the main garden, actually because..."
"Shut up!" Old Master Jiang shouted. "Without my careful nurturing, you wouldn't be where you are today, you ungrateful wretch!"
Jiang Congtao wasn't angry at all; instead, she laughed happily. "You're afraid the truth will be exposed, but I'm going to say it in front of everyone in the Jiang family and expose your mask."
"I'm nothing more than his tool..."
Ten days after my mother passed away, my father remarried.
The house was filled with red lanterns, and everywhere was filled with joy, except for the dilapidated courtyard where she and her brother lived.
The two seemed to have been forgotten, growing up alone in a corner.
One day, the father gathered all the children together and took them to a place that was very, very far away.
Jiang Congtao couldn't remember clearly. When she thought of that time, a sense of fear rose in her heart. She vaguely remembered terrifying people, terrifying rooms, and strange noises.
After I got home, my younger brother was taken away.
Her father glanced at her and said, "Useless thing, keeping her around is a waste of air."
"Why don't you leave it to me to handle?"
"Waste has its uses."
The father smiled maliciously, "Life is too boring, you always have to find some fun."
Young Jiang Congtao, unaware of what she was about to face, happily changed into her beautiful clothes and went to the main garden to find her father.
She did not see her father.
His hands and feet were chained and he was locked in an iron cage.
There were five cages around, containing different wild animals: wolves, tigers, pythons, crocodiles, and large dogs.
"Awooo—!"
"Hiss hiss hiss~"
Jiang Congtao trembled violently, pounding on the iron cage, shouting, "Where am I? Let me out! Let me out now!!"
After calling for a full half hour, someone finally came.
The iron gate opened, and a familiar face appeared in the doorway, looking unusually excited.
"Ah, you're perfect for this place."
Jiang Congtao ran forward, repeatedly crying for help, "Father, waah..."
Her father ignored her and said something cryptic, "Oh, my darling is hungry."
Click—!
One of the iron cages opened, and a huge python crawled towards her, flicking its tongue wildly.
"Hiss hiss hiss..."
Jiang Congtao huddled in a corner, hugging her small, thin body, tears streaming down her face.
A snake...it's a snake!
The father became even more frantic, saying, "If you survive, I'll give you a chance."
Thump! A dagger landed in front of him.
Jiang Congtao was terrified, "No, no..."
The snake drew closer inch by inch, its two vertical pupils fixed on her, gleaming with a hungry light.
Jiang Congtao was trembling uncontrollably and couldn't stand up.
Mom, where are you?
Xiao Tao is so scared.
The snake stuck out its tongue, curled up the little man, and put him into its mouth.
The father clicked his tongue, "As expected, he's a good-for-nothing."
Jiang Congtao didn't want to die, nor did she want to be a useless person, so she gripped the dagger and stabbed downwards.
Slash after slash, until consciousness fades.
In a daze, I heard a sentence.
"Save her; it's no fun if she dies."
Jiang Congtao is alive, but it would have been better if she were dead.
From then on, she lived in an iron cage, where opening her eyes meant battle and closing them meant darkness.
She had no friends, no family, and only chains to keep her company.
As the days went by, Jiang Congtao grew from a child into a woman, inheriting her mother's good genes. Her features were delicate and petite, with a touch of wild beauty.
That day, she fought with the new big dog as usual.
Her father looked her up and down, his gaze blatant and undisguised. “I’m tired of seeing you fighting every day. Come here.”
Jiang Congtao stood quietly.
Her father's strange gaze made her uncomfortable.
Over the years, she has become accustomed to following orders.
Her father unlocked the chains, grabbed her chin, and said, "Ten years have passed, and you're still quite obedient. Come with me; I have something important to entrust to you, hehehe!"
Jiang Congtao didn't understand where she was going after leaving the cage; it probably wouldn't be any worse than the iron cage.
Little did she know, an even darker abyss awaited her.
She was a perfect tool, manipulated by her father.
She did whatever he said, daring not to resist.
For the first ten years, they fought against wild beasts; for the next few decades, they became mere tools.
Having witnessed the sunlight outside the window, Jiang Congtao didn't want things to continue like this and tried to rebel.
In her eyes, her father was an absolutely powerful figure, and no one in the Jiang family dared to defy him.
If you can't win, then just live like this.
Jiang Congtao wanted to give up, but then she encountered someone even more powerful.
Last night, the mysterious dog died, and she came here with the determination to die.
This time, we will definitely succeed.
Jiang Congtao was filled with disgust. "He disregarded all propriety and shame, forcing me to stay by his side, and even gave me away to all sorts of shady guests. It was utterly disgusting."
These words elicited complex expressions from those present.
The old man married three wives, had a lot of mistresses, and even had an ambiguous relationship with his own daughter.
They're worse than animals!
Jiang Congming, recalling his mother's suspicious death, stopped trying to stop her.
Jiang Congye and Jiang Yue lowered their heads and remained silent.
Old Master Jiang angrily retorted, "Nonsense! You don't care about your reputation, but the Jiang family does."
The Jiang family's reputation is of utmost importance; it cannot be ruined by a fool.
She should have been killed back then!
Jiang Congtao was not afraid at all. "If you value your reputation, I'm going to ruin it."
Old Master Jiang's face was grim. "You've not just ruined me, you've ruined the entire Jiang family."
The statue was mysteriously destroyed; the divine messenger must have sensed it and dragged them to the Jiang family...
At that time, Jiang Congtao and that girl will both die!
Old Master Jiang's eyes were sinister. "You think you can get the Jiang family and get rid of my control by killing me? Never!"
Jiang Congtao's tone was firm, "You're wrong, all I want is... your death!!"
She gripped the dagger tightly, aimed it at the old man's throat, and stabbed him fiercely.
This move has been done many times and will never fail; it guarantees a fatal blow.
Grandpa Jiang gasped, truly terrified.
"No! I won't die!"
A strange singing voice came from outside the door, like a wail from the depths of hell, striking straight to the soul.
Everyone was stunned, their gazes becoming unfocused.
Grandpa Jiang exclaimed excitedly, "It's a divine messenger!"
"The divine messenger has arrived!"
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