Xu Xiaocao’s voice made Xu Xiaoya open her eyes.
She looked at the figure standing there frozen. “Who are you!”
Xu Da was flustered: “I, I…” Suddenly he gritted his teeth. “Hand over all your money!”
At this point, he didn’t care about anything else.
“Someone! Thief!” Xu Xiaoya shouted. Xu Da lunged forward and grabbed her by the throat, ignoring her struggles. He turned his head and cursed viciously, “You little bitch, trying to get me thrown in jail, I’ll—”
His words cut off abruptly. He looked down in disbelief. His own daughter was holding a sharp knife—when had she gotten it?—and had just stabbed him in the side.
“You little!”
Xu Xiaocao’s eyes were terrified but also filled with a certain resolve. She yanked the knife out and stabbed again, four or five times in a row, until Xu Da gradually went limp on the ground.
Xu Xiaocao gasped for air, then started laughing uncontrollably: “Ha, hahaha, you, you’re dead!”
“Cough, cough…”
The sound of coughing caught her attention. Xu Xiaoya had finally caught her breath. “Xiaocao, you…”
But the next moment, Xu Xiaoca raised the knife again.
“You have to die too. Once you’re dead, everything here will be mine!” Her eyes were wild with madness. “I’ll tell the constables that he came in to rob and killed you, and I stabbed him in self-defense…”
Yet Xu Xiaoya’s eyes showed no shock, only calm as she gazed back.
That composed expression made Xu Xiaoca uneasy. “Why are you staring at me! Blame yourself! You’re nothing but a worthless slut, acting like some lofty saint! Pah!”
Xu Xiaoya’s eyes filled with disappointment.
“Kill you, kill you, and then I’ll drive out all those cripples!”
Her eyes were bloodshot. Just as she was about to thrust the knife down, something struck her on the head. Xu Xiaocao staggered and turned slowly, meeting a pair of furious eyes.
“You dog, how dare you—”
Another blow followed.
The boy who hit her was trembling, tears already streaming down his face, shouting meaningless words.
Xu Xiaocao was beaten to the ground by a group of disabled children. They swung their sticks like they were venting their rage.
“Don’t, don’t you dare hurt Xiaoya Sister!”
Xu Xiaoya watched Xu Xiaocao fall unconscious, then suddenly stopped the children. “Stop hitting her. Report this to the authorities.”
“But, but she…”
“She did wrong. The law will punish her. You can’t become people like her.”
For a case of robbery, the patrolling constables still came and took the culprit away. But when they hauled Xu Da’s corpse out, they also demanded some “convenience fees” from Xu Xiaoya.
What Xu Xiaoya hadn’t expected was that Xu Xiaocao, already locked up in prison, would bite back. She accused Xu Xiaoya and Fang Zhiyi of involvement in an earlier murder case.
Xu Xiaoya’s heart went cold. She watched the constables arrive at her door again, simply told the children to mind the house, and followed them out.
“It’s her! Your Honor, it’s her! She and that Fang guy committed murder! Those crippled kids she took in can testify!”
With her hair in disarray, Xu Xiaocao was half-crazed, like a mad dog trying to sink her teeth into Xu Xiaoya.
If she couldn’t have it good, neither would Xu Xiaoya.
Since she couldn’t climb above her, she’d drag her both down into the mud!
The magistrate seated above had no intention of going into details. Dead people? People died every day in Huaijiang City. What did a few dead beggars matter? Still, glancing at the silent Xu Xiaoya, he cleared his throat: “Does the defendant have anything to say?” His fingers kept rubbing together.
But Xu Xiaoya’s mind was a mess at that moment, and she didn’t notice.
It was the constable who had taken a bribe before who kindly nudged her. She looked up. “Your Honor, no, no… it’s true indeed…”
Xu Xiaocao grinned smugly.
But then someone burst in.
The magistrate frowned. “Who dares to—Oh, Steward Huang.” His face broke into a fawning smile.
Xu Xiaoya stared at the newcomer, her expression dazed.
Steward Huang gave her a deep look, strode quickly to the magistrate, and slipped something from his sleeve into the official’s hand.
“Ahem!” The magistrate understood immediately. He walked back to his chair and sat down. “This court has already investigated! Xu Xiaocao! You killed your father for money! And now you dare to falsely accuse another! This is utterly wicked! I hereby sentence you to execution after the autumn harvest!”
Xu Xiaocao was stunned for a moment. “You, your ears aren’t working, are they? She already confessed to the murder! She’s a killer too! Are you deaf?”
The magistrate frowned. “Nonsense! This young lady is a person of impeccable character!”
“I get it! You must have taken money, so—”
The magistrate flew into a rage. “Disrupting the court and insulting an official! Beat her!”
Xu Xiaocao was dragged away.
“Steward Huang, what do you think?” He turned, all smiles.
Steward Huang hurried over and helped the bewildered Xu Xiaoya to her feet. “Your Honor saw through the case clearly. I will certainly report this to my master. You will receive our thanks later.”
“No trouble at all, no trouble at all!”
The disabled children didn’t know why Xiaoya Sister was brought back by the Huang family’s carriage, or why she’d locked herself in her room as soon as she returned. They were all worried.
In a mountain valley, Fang Zhiyi held his sword and whistled as he walked out. Behind him, bodies lay scattered in every direction.
The bandits hadn’t expected that a fat sheep they’d cornered would turn into a ferocious tiger.
Fang Zhiyi tapped the blade of his sword. “Full yet? If you’re full, let’s go!”
He turned his head. “Xiaoxiaohei, how come looking into something takes you so damn long?”
After a long pause, Xiaoxiaohei replied: “Host, Xu Xiaoya is currently safe.”
“That’s it?”
“That’s it.”
“You’re useless…” Fang Zhiyi muttered in dissatisfaction.
If he had been scolded like that, Xiaohei would’ve fired back. But Xiaoxiaohei only issued a mechanical reminder: “The host should not continue interfering in the fates of others…”
“Interfering in others’ fates? Why didn’t you say that earlier? You didn’t say a word when I ran away from Widow Li’s house, or when I saved Xu Xiaoya—now you remember.”
Xiaoxiaohei had no comeback.
Fang Zhiyi looked at his hand, recalling the vision he’d seen when he touched Xu Xiaocao.
“And it’s not like I’m interfering with anyone’s karma… That Xu Xiaocao was supposed to be sold to the Huang family as a maidservant anyway. Then, as her heart twisted, she’d climb up by any means necessary. Just when the Huang family was about to fall, she seized power. Then she treated the servants brutally and even killed the Huang family’s only heir.”
“I figured I saved the Huang family—no, Xiaoya saved the entire Huang family—by having them take care of this mess, it’s only right.”
“If anyone’s interfering in fate, it’s Xu Xiaoya.”
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