Extreme Pupil Teacher: Miss Peerless (Supreme Vision Master)

Chapter 66: Fainted Again

Luo Xinning's heart raced as she remembered the second lady's words about Luo Qingtong's supposed death and their imminent takeover of the main courtyard. The fire now consuming that very courtyard couldn't be a coincidence.

Panicked, she rushed out. "Quick! Go see what happened in the main courtyard!" Her intuition screamed that this wasn't an ordinary fire—it was a deliberate act.

Her fears were confirmed when a maid hurried to her, breathless. "Third Miss! The eldest lady has cleared out and burned everything from our second room in the main courtyard!"

Luo Xinning's mind reeled. A wave of relief washed over her as she realized her most valuable possessions, including the family heirloom armor and the letter of recommendation for the Great Qin Holy Academy, were still safely in her room. Yet, this relief quickly turned to a cold dread. Luo Qingtong had changed; the sister she knew before would never have taken such drastic actions.

"But Luo Qingtong, even if you've changed, it's too late," Luo Xinning thought bitterly. "What I hold, I'll never return."

Just then, the second lady, who had just regained consciousness, overheard the maid. Her reaction was visceral. "My baby!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with fury and disbelief. "That little curse! How dare she burn all my things! She's a rebel, treating her elders this way?!"

The thought of her luxurious goods, many of which came indirectly from Luo Qingtong's royal connections or directly from her deceased mother, being reduced to ashes was too much. Overwhelmed by loss and betrayal, the second lady fainted again.

Outside, Luo Qingtong surveyed the main courtyard, now cleansed of its recent lavish clutter. She nodded in satisfaction. "Very good, it no longer smells of traitors."

The guards around her exchanged uneasy glances, realizing the gravity of what they had just done. Among the incinerated items were treasures dear to the second master—items whose loss would surely not go unnoticed or unforgiven.

Yet they couldn't blame Luo Qingtong, who they believed was unaware of the specific items destroyed due to her blindness. If only they had known, they might have warned her.

But it was too late for regrets. As they mulled over their precarious position, a loud, grief-stricken voice pierced the air from outside.

"Qingtong!"