Chapter 235: Until the Body is Unearthed
“Madwoman! You’re a complete madwoman! Yu Luo, let go of her! Let her go! She’s already like this, already a cripple! Why do you still have to treat her like this?”
Watching Yu Luo slap her daughter relentlessly while holding a dagger in her other hand, Chang Huilan broke down in tears, her voice hysterical. Yet, she didn’t dare step forward.
But just then, the sobbing Yu Yingying suddenly froze.
Her eyes, swollen and bloodshot, widened in disbelief as she turned her head toward Chang Huilan—toward the mother who was crying for her.
What… what did she just hear?
Did her own mother… just call her a cripple?
Hah. She was a cripple. Even her mother thought so. Then what about everyone else?
Yu Luo’s voice cut through her thoughts.
“Chang Huilan, you have some nerve speaking like that. Your daughter is already useless—your own words, not mine. And yet, despite being crippled, she still had the energy to plot against my family? You really think I’d just let this slide?”
As she finished, Yu Luo grabbed Yu Yingying’s arm and twisted it backward with force.
A sickening crack echoed through the cave.
A bloodcurdling scream erupted from Yu Yingying’s throat.
She had already resigned herself to death, had given up struggling—but the moment her arm snapped, the excruciating pain reignited her will to scream.
Chang Huilan shrieked in horror, while Lady Lan turned deathly pale.
Without hesitation, Lady Lan reached behind her and shoved her son toward the cave entrance.
She had no idea what Yu Luo might do next, but she couldn’t afford to gamble. If Yu Luo had already broken Yu Yingying, who was to say she wouldn’t turn on them next?
She couldn’t run—not with Chang Huilan watching her. But her son? She could at least make sure he got away.
Yu Xiaoxuan, though only eight, wasn’t stupid. He had been itching to flee from the moment Yu Luo started attacking his sister.
Had it not been for his mother holding him back, he would have run long ago.
“Yu Luo! I’m going to kill you!”
Chang Huilan’s voice was shrill with rage and anguish.
Her daughter’s now-useless arm hung limply at her side, her face already beaten beyond recognition, her sobs hoarse and weak.
Without thinking, Chang Huilan grabbed a wooden club from the ground and charged at Yu Luo.
Yu Luo didn’t even flinch.
She casually tossed her dagger—
And it landed, with a sickening thud, embedded in Chang Huilan’s shoulder blade.
Chang Huilan staggered but barely reacted. She barely even hesitated before swinging the club again, her bloodied shoulder forgotten in her fury.
Yu Luo sidestepped effortlessly, lifted her foot, and kicked Chang Huilan straight in the abdomen.
The force of the blow sent her flying.
With a bone-rattling crash, she slammed against the cave wall before crumpling to the floor in a motionless heap.
Yu Luo turned back to Yu Yingying and kicked her aside with a sneer before slowly walking toward Chang Huilan.
Then, crouching down beside her, she yanked the dagger free.
The moment the blade was pulled out, fresh blood gushed from the wound, and Chang Huilan let out a strangled gasp of pain.
The sight was too much for Lady Lan.
Abandoning all pretense, she bolted for the cave entrance.
She didn’t care anymore—whether Chang Huilan sought revenge on her later didn’t matter.
She just had to get out of there.
Meanwhile, outside the cave, the sounds of clashing weapons echoed through the air.
Yu Luo stepped out just in time to see Yu Zhengqing and his two sons locked in combat with her guards.
Despite his injuries, Yu Zhengqing was fighting like a man possessed. His every move was reckless, his strikes aimed to kill, leaving himself no room for retreat.
Yu Luo arched a brow at the scene.
“Well, if they want to fight, let them fight. I have more important things to do.”
Without hesitation, she bent down and reached for one of the shovels left behind by her guards.
But just as she grasped it, a large hand snatched it from her grip.
Startled, she looked up—
And found herself staring at her father, Yu Haojie.
“You shouldn’t be the one digging,” he said firmly. “You’re a young girl. No need to see a rotten corpse and make yourself sick.”
Yu Luo smiled.
Ah, her father. Always stepping in to do the dirty work.
“Wouldn’t it be faster if we both did it?”
“I’d say calling the armored beast would be even faster!”
A cheerful voice rang out.
Turning, Yu Luo spotted her mother, Ye Jiamei, approaching with a wide grin.
Trailing behind her was Tao Ming, carrying the massive armored beast they had tamed.
Yu Zhengqing, still locked in battle, caught wind of their conversation.
At the mention of the armored beast, his fury surged.
“Ye Jiamei! If you dare desecrate my mother’s grave, I will make sure we are sworn enemies forever!”
Ye Jiamei burst into laughter.
“Hah! That would be wonderful! I’d love nothing more!”
Then she turned to Tao Ming, her voice brimming with satisfaction.
“Release the beast. Tell it to start digging—don’t stop until we see a corpse.”
