Chapter 225: They Probably Figured It Out
Since these two insane men wanted to blame them for Old Madam Chen’s death, she wouldn’t be polite. Even if she didn’t take their lives, today, she would make sure those scheming women in the cave watched as their men and sons got beaten because of their own manipulations!
By now, what else did Yu Luo not understand?
Yu Xiaoran had already said it—they had gone to Feng City yesterday and returned to find out about Old Madam Chen’s death. And then, they immediately came here to accuse them. If not for the women in the cave deliberately setting them up, who else could it be?
With Yu Yingying’s personality, now that she was crippled, what else would she do but amplify her hatred?
Yu Luo was sure that Yu Yingying must have resented her mother for failing to protect her leg, which was why she was willing to do anything, even framing their family for Old Madam Chen’s death.
Previously, Yu Zhengqing’s attitude had already deeply irritated Yu Yingying. And her twin brother, Yu Xiaoxuan, was also a troublesome one.
In just a moment, Yu Luo had almost pieced together the truth.
But so what? She didn’t need to explain anything to Yu Zhengqing, and she didn’t want him to know the truth so soon.
In fact, Yu Luo even suspected that Yu Yingying, in order to take revenge on their family and completely sever Yu Zhengqing’s ties with them, might have even killed Old Madam Chen herself, speeding up Yu Zhengqing’s descent into darkness…
If that was the case, Yu Luo had to admit that Yu Yingying was ruthless!
In this regard, Yu Luo truly felt inferior.
Yu Zhengqing was highly skilled. After all, he had led troops in battle before and had been a prince. From childhood, he had trained in martial arts. Even with an arrow wound in his shoulder blade, he was still able to fight Yu Luo’s ten guards without losing ground.
But the ten men were protecting their new master for the first time. They wanted to prove themselves to Yu Luo, so they fought ruthlessly, not giving Yu Zhengqing and Yu Xiaoran any chance to retreat.
At this moment, they only lacked weapons. If they had been armed, an injured Yu Zhengqing and a relatively weak Yu Xiaoran might not have lasted more than a few moves against them.
“Don’t kill them. They still have their uses. Just disable them.”
Yu Luo’s face was full of mockery, showing no sign of familial affection.
A man like Yu Zhengqing, so easily manipulated by his women, deserved whatever came his way.
He had suddenly changed his attitude during their exile. Could he honestly claim it wasn’t because he had seen the value of their family?
If they hadn’t transmigrated into this world, if the original Yu Luo and her parents were still here, given their previous capabilities, Yu Zhengqing would have long since despised them and seen them as burdens.
So Yu Luo didn’t hesitate. She watched the fight unfold while casually issuing her orders.
Besides, she wanted Yu Zhengqing and his son to return to the cave covered in wounds, so that the women inside could see how their stupidity had harmed the very men they relied on. If they dared to scheme again, well…
Just thinking about it made Yu Luo feel extremely satisfied.
“Yes, miss!”
As soon as Yu Luo gave the order, she grabbed Ye Jiamei and moved to a safer spot to avoid getting caught up in the chaos.
Meanwhile, as Yu Zhengqing and Yu Xiaoran listened to Yu Luo’s words, their hearts grew even colder. This only reinforced their belief that Yu Luo’s family had indeed killed Old Madam Chen.
Yu Zhengqing, no longer caring about his injuries, went completely berserk, swinging his sword wildly as he lunged toward Yu Haojie.
Eventually, with his injuries and the emotional blow from Old Madam Chen’s death, Yu Zhengqing couldn’t hold on any longer.
Seeing that they were losing, Yu Xiaoran wasn’t foolish enough to fight to the death.
Knowing they were no match for Yu Luo’s guards, he immediately grabbed Yu Zhengqing and used his light footwork to retreat to the rooftop opposite the main hall.
“Yu Luo, you will regret this!”
Yu Luo stepped out into the open, arms crossed, looking up at the two men on the roof with a smug grin.
Yu Zhengqing was in a miserable state—his face bruised, one arm dislocated, and his shoulder wound bleeding heavily. The rain helped wash away some of the blood, but it didn’t erase his injuries.
Yu Xiaoran fared slightly better, though he was also bruised, with blood at the corner of his mouth. It was unclear if he had suffered any internal injuries.
“Hahaha! Let’s wait and see who regrets it first!”
Seeing the absolute lack of remorse in Yu Luo’s eyes, Yu Xiaoran’s hatred deepened. Clenching his teeth, he took his father and disappeared from the rooftop.
“Miss, should we chase them down and finish them off?” Zhang Xiaoliang asked cautiously, noticing the lingering resentment in Yu Xiaoran’s eyes. He feared they might become a problem later.
“No need. I need them alive. I’m still waiting for them to clear our family’s name. Otherwise, we’ll never be able to return to the Lan Yue Dynasty with our heads held high.”
Yu Luo’s ten guards exchanged glances.
“You all performed well. Now that you’re dressed properly, you look much more respectable. At least my money wasn’t wasted buying you.
By the way, those two just now—one was my father’s legitimate elder brother. Remember, in the future, don’t let them into this residence, especially their women.”
The ten men finally put the pieces together.
Wait—did this mean their master had also been exiled?
Realizing the truth, the ten of them felt a shudder run through them.
They silently glanced around the grand estate, feeling utterly dumbfounded.
How was this possible?
A family exiled to the desolate wilderness—yet living in such luxury?
In their entire lives, they had never heard of a banished family thriving like this.
“Understood, Miss,” they responded in unison.
Seeing that they were smart enough not to ask unnecessary questions, Yu Luo was satisfied. She turned to Tao Ming, who had been protecting Ming Ye all this time.
“Go to the armory and let them each pick a weapon of their choice.”
Upon hearing that they would be given weapons, any lingering doubts in their hearts instantly vanished, replaced by excitement.
When they arrived at the armory and saw the sheer amount of supplies stored there, their previous questions no longer mattered.
“Tao Ming, is it true that our master was exiled here?” one of the men cautiously asked, trying to curry favor.
Tao Ming, who was busy distributing weapons, turned to him with a sharp gaze, his voice carrying a hint of displeasure.
“As subordinates, is it our place to question our master’s affairs?”
