Refining the Mountains and Rivers

Chapter 1635 – Breaking Legs

It was a pity that there was no cure for regret in this world, otherwise, Lord Min would definitely buy lots of them whatever the cost and start taking them like they were candy.

Seeing his own lord with gritted teeth and a face full of anger and frustration, the old chef knew that he had said something wrong, so he quickly slapped himself on the face. "My cursed mouth, I'm so bad with words. Lord, please do not be angry. Why don't you kick me a few times to vent your anger?"

"Get lost!" Lord Min roared in anger, "Go back to your kitchen and do not come out for the next few days. What if she asks for you again; I can't take being so fearful anymore!"

The old chef hurriedly nodded his head, "Yes, yes. I will get lost and I will not show up." After a few moments of hesitating, he continued in a small voice, "However, regarding this matter, are you really going to let it be? Lord, that's not what you said previously."

Min Changjing did not get angry this time, but the corners of his mouth twitched and he said slowly, "I can't help but feel that things are not as simple as they seem. Let's see how things go first."

"Okay. It is also good to be safe. I will take my leave now then," the old chef said respectfully and bowed, leaving the living room. When he went back to the kitchen, he waved his hand in a casual manner to let his daughter know not to worry about him. He said he was tired and wanted to go and have a rest alone.

When his daughter left, he ordered two side dishes – a plate of pickled cucumbers and a plate of fragrant fried peanuts – and opened a jar of low-grade wine that was reserved for the servants. Then, he enjoyed his meal pleasantly.

He had a calm expression, not at all cowardly and pathetic like he was earlier. Even though his back was still crooked, he still gave off a majestic aura, as if he was a mountain that could not be moved.

The old chef finished his wine and food and cleaned up after himself. Then, he poured a cup of tea and his eyes swept leisurely and carefreely across his surroundings.

Right at this moment, there was a loud bang. The housekeeper screamed miserably and almost died on the spot.

The old chef immediately stood up with a nervous expression on his face, "Lord, what's going on with you?"

Min Changjing's expression was gloomy. He could smell the alcohol lingering in the air and he was expressionless as he asked, "Oh, you drank some wine? You even ate a plate of pickled cucumbers. Too bad the fried peanuts are a bit old, they smell good but a bit bitter."

The old chef laughed dryly, "Lord, you are sensitive to the finest details…" Before he could finish his sentence, he was kicked to the floor. Min Changjing still felt like he had not completely vented his anger, so he rushed towards the old chef and kicked him again.

"You bastard! Asshole! What are you trying to do? If you want to court death, don't bring our Min Family into it!

"I'm telling you, I only have one son. Nothing can happen to him, not even a single hair on his body can be harmed!

"You better be honest with me and retract all the thoughts that you should not be having. Otherwise, I will break your legs and remove your manhood and you will be a cripple for the rest of your life!"

He scolded the old chef and kicked him at the same time, causing loud bangs to be heard from the kitchen. The girl with long braids standing outside the door felt her heart ache but also kept nodding her head, hoping that Lord Min would use more force so that her father would not have those thoughts again.

It would be best if…his legs were really broken, so all he could do was lie on the bed.

But just his legs were enough. After she was married, she still wanted to find a partner to accompany her father, so that he would not be widowed his whole life and his nights would not be lonely.

From afar, a group of servants were hiding and peeping at the situation. When they heard the commotion in the kitchen and then saw the pretty girl, they could not help but spit and their faces were slightly pale.

They thought to themselves, 'The old chef's daughter is smart, but her heart is too ruthless. She dared to even plot against her father, so what could she do to us? Yes, in the future, we should keep our distance from her and not harbor any thoughts that we should not have. Otherwise, one day, we will meet with a tragic ending!'

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The commotion in the kitchen finally subsided. Min Changjing was panting and he pulled a chair over to sit down. His face was ashen as he said, "So, tell me, do you understand what I'm telling you?"

The old chef, who was curled on the floor, looked up at Lord Min pitifully. His face was bruised and he replied, "Yes, I understand. Lord, please calm down. Did you hurt yourself? I am to blame. Even with my old age, my bones are still so hard. If you're hurt, I am committing a grave sin."

He spoke with shame on his face, but Lord Min could not help but raise his head and give a long sigh. He really wanted to rush out to beat him up again. Do you think you're all that just because your bones are hard? Can't you read the room, why the hell are you showing off now?

Taking a deep breath and releasing it, Min Changjing glared at him, "Listen to me regarding this matter. Without my orders, you are not allowed to act on your own.

"Otherwise, you can forget about marrying your precious daughter to my son as a legitimate wife. At most, she will be a lowly concubine. Hmph, you are very aware of my Min Family's rules. You don't need me to explain the difference between being a legitimate wife and being a concubine, right?"

The old chef widened his eyes and pitifully said, "Lord, don't do that. We already decided on this matter last time; how could you go back on your word?"

He kept looking at the door with a pleading expression on his face.

Lord Min scoffed, "I am the lord. I can go back on my word if I want, and what can you do about it?" He waved his sleeves, humphed and strode away. He thought to himself, 'If it were not for Big Lass being sensible enough to send a letter to me, you would've ruined the whole situation'.

If you could do anything to that lady by risking your life, I would have sent you to die.

But this matter…hehe, it's not so simple.

The door closed before opening again. This time, it was his daughter who walked in. A few years had already passed, but her hair was still styled in long braids. Her figure was even fuller than before.

She watched her father quietly before opening her mouth to speak softly, "I heard what Lord Min said to you. If my marriage is ruined because of you and I'm caused to become a concubine instead of a legitimate wife, even if you are my father, I will no longer sympathize with you."

The old chef's face was full of despair and fury, "Damned brat, can't you see what a pitiful state I am in now? How could you just stand there and say such harsh and unsympathetic words!"

His daughter scoffed, "Father, I'll call you Father one more time, but you'd better stop acting dumb, otherwise I will stop calling you my father altogether."

The old chef looked to the sky and sighed, "Fine, fine! I won't act rashly, okay? Indeed, the old sayings are right. When a girl is of age, she must be married off, and she will start to favor outsiders instead of being on her own family's side!"

His daughter's face reddened. She walked towards the old chef to pull him up from the ground, "Father, I'm doing this for your own good…"

The old chef's eyes widened, but before he could react, there were two 'ka-cha' sounds that rang out. 'Pu-tong!' His whole body fell to the ground. His two thighs were kicked calmly and quickly, causing his bones to be broken.

He raised his hand and pointed a trembling finger to his own daughter. His lips quivered, but he was still unable to raise his voice at her.

She knelt on the ground and respectfully kowtowed, "Father, I don't want you to die, and I don't want to ruin my marriage, so the only thing I can do is give you a hard time for now. When that lady is gone, I will let you go."

Lord Min, who had already left and had walked quite a distance away, suddenly felt the corners of his lips twitch. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the kitchen. He thought to himself, 'That Big Lass is indeed harsh. She even dares to take action against her own father. As the future matriarch of my Min Family, it is necessary for her to have such decisiveness.'

Now, he could truly be assured!

He turned around and walked a few more steps, before raising his hand to rub his chin. He continued thinking, 'Maybe I should not look at her too often anymore? That lass has grown up now; if she holds any grudges towards me, I might not be able to withstand any of her attacks now that I'm old.'

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The effect of Light Flow Tiles was indeed good. The concentration of spiritual energy in Long Island was at most at a medium level. However, after walking into the courtyard, one could feel the air was damp just by taking a deep breath, as if they were showering in a drizzle of spring rain.

It was not an exaggeration. In the courtyard, the spiritual energy was so thick that it was on the verge of condensing into rain droplets. For cultivators, even if they were in the Ruler realm, staying in this environment for a prolonged period of time would be extremely beneficial to their cultivation.

The most important thing was that the process of accumulating this spiritual energy was completely silent, unlike the astonishing activity that was produced during a Spirit Gathering Array. As the saying went, 'Deep waters are tranquil'; with a method like this that left no traces behind and yet was so effective, it was no wonder Light Flow Tiles were so expensive. They were still very popular and sought after by countless people in the Desolate Area.

Bang –

With a heavy kick, White Iris directly flew back. Blood spurted out from her mouth and her face became extremely pale.

Rourou's gaze was icy, "You truly are stupid. You know who Min Changjing's old chef is. Indeed, they do not dare to do anything to us, but still, they are not people that a servant like you is qualified to threaten."

White Iris struggled to kneel properly, "Lady, I just think that…"

Before she could finish speaking, she received a slap on the face that interrupted her, "I don't want you to think about anything. And who do you think you are to show your attitude in front of me?"

Rourou scoffed, "Believe it or not, if I leave this place, you will not be able to live past tonight. You will be cooked and served as someone's dish. If you don't even have such foresight, what's the point of having eyes? Why don't you just dig them out?"

White Iris' whole body trembled. Today, she truly felt the lady's anger and frustration. She gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and raised her hands to dig out her eyeballs.

Bang –

She was kicked once again, causing her to fly out of the door. "You brainless idiot, if I wanted you to dig out your eyeballs, I would do it myself; why would I let you do it? Get lost and go back to your room. Without my orders, you are not allowed to leave your room for these next few days. Otherwise, I will really leave you behind and let you experience hell on earth!"

"Yes."

White Iris respectfully bowed and limped away.

Rourou's expression was gloomy and she was still in a terrible mood. White Iris' foolishness was of course not the main reason why she was upset. White Iris was unlucky to have gotten herself into trouble today, which made her into Rourou's punching bag.

Min Changjing, hmph, you old piece of garbage. You actually dared to bare your fangs at me, and even brought such a helper? Hmph, hmph! Do you really think that my teeth have gotten loose and are falling out now so I won't be able to bite you two bastards?

If it were not for the fact that Qin Yu needed her by his side, with Rourou's personality, she would have directly fallen out with them instead of that lass.

Back then in the Imperial Capital, there was that idiot from Sinking Thunder Lake. Today, there was Min Changjing and the old chef. All these people caused Rourou to feel like her power had declined; it was expected that she was in a foul mood.

If it were in the past…

With a gloomy and heavy expression, Rourou thought for a while before raising her head to look at the blood on the floor that White Iris spat out earlier. Rourou suddenly scoffed, "What? Do you also want to have a taste of my power now to see just how much it has deteriorated? Fine then. Today, I will eat that dumb woman and I'll see what you'll do about it!"

At the spot where there was blood on the ground, a light ray surged. A faint figure appeared and bowed lightly, "Mengshan greets Your Excellency."

After a pause, he knelt on the floor and gave a big barbarian greeting. "Mengshan came here today to specially thank Your Excellency for saving our Barbarian King at the expense of your own body. Your act of kindness will forever be remembered by my Barbarian Clan."

Rourou was expressionless. "Stop saying such useless nonsense. I didn't save him because I wanted a favor from the Barbarian Clan. If you have any useful things, then quickly take them out."