Chapter 64: Chapter 64: Throw it Out
Chapter 64: Throw it Out
Luo Qingtong's recent declaration sent shockwaves through the assembled crowd. It was revealed that the resources that propelled Luo Xinning to prominence within the Luo family were not a testament to her innate talent but were instead generously provided by Luo Qingtong herself. This disclosure reshaped everyone's perception of Luo Xinning, casting her recent achievements in a starkly different light.
Gossip spread quickly among the onlookers, murmurs of disbelief mixing with scorn. They had always regarded Luo Xinning as exceptionally gifted, but now they learned that her strength stemmed largely from Luo Qingtong's relinquished resources. Furthermore, Luo Xinning's advancement to a fourth-level martial artist coinciding with Luo Qingtong's accident raised eyebrows—was her improvement spurred by grief, or was it opportunism veiled as sorrow?
Whispers about Luo Xinning's rush to claim her sister's inheritance so soon after the tragedy only fueled the flames of speculation. Despite the servants' limited knowledge of the internal politics of the Luo family, they pieced together enough to view Luo Xinning's actions with contempt.
The notion that Luo Xinning might have benefitted from her sister's misfortune, possibly even orchestrating it to seize power, made her seem manipulative and ruthless. The servants, once fooled by her facade, now saw her as a schemer who exploited her family tragedy for personal gain.
Amidst the rising murmurs, Luo Xinning clenched her fists, frustration boiling within her. Luo Qingtong's words had struck a nerve, painting her as the villain in her own story. But Luo Xinning refused to believe that her elder sister had ever intended to support her so generously. To her, the idea that Luo Qingtong would voluntarily provide such resources was unfathomable.
Even though Luo Qingtong had returned supposedly wiser from the brink of death, Luo Xinning consoled herself with the thought that her sister's blindness was a significant disadvantage. "Even under Mr. Luo's protection, she can't compete with me," Luo Xinning reassured herself, finding solace in her internal narrative.
"Why are you all still standing around? Take the second lady back immediately!" she snapped at the servants, who scurried to comply, lifting the fainted figure of the second lady from the ground.
As Luo Qingtong entered the main courtyard of Zhenguohou Mansion, she was struck by the garish changes to her once serene abode. Her cold gaze swept over the courtyard, now devoid of its customary tranquility and aesthetic restraint.
"Who altered my main courtyard?" she demanded, her voice echoing sharply off the vibrant walls.
The guards, intimidated by her imposing presence and the profound change in her demeanor since her return, were quick to divulge the truth. "It was... the second master and the second lady, madam. During your absence, they..."
"That's enough," Luo Qingtong cut them off, her tone icy. It seemed her relatives had wasted no time in taking over her space, assuming her demise was certain.
Her eyes flickered with sardonic amusement. Though they believed the original Luo Qingtong was gone, she was very much alive and not to be trifled with.
"Give you a quarter of an hour to clear out all these decorations. If it's not done, I'll throw you out with them," she declared firmly, leaving no room for argument.
As she walked away, the guards and servants hurried to comply, a new sense of respect—or perhaps fear—settling in for the lady who had come back to reclaim not just her home, but her dominance within the family.