Domineering Woman

Chapter 12: Vengeance Will Be Served

All children of the Feng family are f*******n from staying in the library for more than two hours! — Except for direct descendants! As a direct descendant, Feng Wuxie was originally not subject to any time restrictions in the library! Even though Feng Wuxin was a talented soul master of the family and the eldest daughter, she was still from a collateral branch. What right did she have to stop Feng Wuxie from entering the library?

Feng Zirong’s face turned livid with anger, but under the watchful eyes of everyone present, there was nothing he could do to Feng Ziyi. In the end, he could only snort coldly and storm off with a flick of his sleeve!

“Wuxia, help Wuxie back to her room to rest and bring the herbalist to treat her injuries,” Feng Ziyi instructed Feng Wuxia.

Feng Wuxia clenched her fists tightly, her calm exterior betraying the turbulent emotions swirling inside her—like a deep pool of water or a black hole of desire. The more she tried to maintain her composure, the more chaotic and furious her heart became! From the very beginning, she had been staring in disbelief at her father, Feng Ziyi! She couldn’t understand what her father was thinking, suddenly starting to help Feng Wuxie!

Didn’t he understand that if he had remained silent and allowed Feng Zirong to kill Feng Wuxie, it would have been a brilliant move, killing two birds with one stone?! If Feng Wuxie died, the direct descendant would be gone, and the position of heir would have to be chosen from the collateral branch children! Feng Wuxin and she would have the best chances! Moreover, if Feng Wuxie died, Grandfather would surely investigate the truth behind his beloved granddaughter’s death. Feng Wuxin would be doomed! Then, she would be the ironclad heir!

Why did her father save Feng Wuxie?! And why did he openly offend her uncle for this? It was simply not worth the trouble! She couldn’t understand and was nearly driven mad with anger. Now her father was even asking her to help Feng Wuxie back to her room and take care of her?

Feng Wuxia stood frozen in place, not moving for a long time. Feng Wuxie watched her elder sister with great interest. Although Feng Wuxia maintained a calm expression, the burning desire in her eyes was almost impossible to hide. It was obvious that she was secretly seething with resentment that Feng Wuxie hadn’t died there!

“Sister, let me help you back to your room,” Feng Wuxia finally said reluctantly after being urged three times. She walked over with an unwilling expression and reached out to support Feng Wuxie.

Slap!

Feng Wuxie unceremoniously slapped her hand away!

“There’s no need.”

At this point, there was no need to play dumb anymore. Feng Wuxie looked at the stunned Feng Wuxia and Feng Ziyi and said, “I am no longer the foolish Feng Wuxie of the past, who doesn’t even know the way back to my own room. From now on, I will stand up and walk on my own! Only by walking back on my own will I remember deeply and clearly the pain I suffered at the hands of my enemies and how difficult it was to walk!”

Feng Ziyi was shaken by the coldness in Feng Wuxie’s gaze and softly called out her name, “Wuxie...” He wanted to say something but stopped.

Feng Wuxie, enduring the excruciating pain in her organs, shakily stood up. Though her figure was frail, her eyes were filled with an indescribable strength. She let out a cold smile, standing alone with her blood-stained body outside the library. Her voice was as sharp as a cold blade, and her presence was intimidating. “Those who hurt me today, I will repay a thousandfold in the future! Those who saved me today, I will repay with eternal gratitude! Both favors and grudges must be repaid!”

With that, she dragged her severely injured body away, step by step, proudly walking into the distance.

As Feng Wuxia watched her sister’s retreating figure, she finally voiced her doubts: “Father, why did you...”

“Say nothing more; I understand your doubts,” Feng Ziyi sighed deeply. “When your third sister Feng Wuxie was born, after she turned three, the soul-measuring stone tested her soul power potential as zero, meaning she was a waste. As the sole direct descendant, the family head was extremely worried. Later, a senior with unfathomable soul power passed through Qing’an City in the Moro Kingdom and came to the Feng family. He gave Feng Wuxie a prophecy of thirty-two words. Only the family head and I were present at the time, so only we know these thirty-two words. It was because of this prophecy that the family head never gave up on Feng Wuxie and continued to love her!”

“What were those words?” Feng Wuxia’s curiosity grew stronger.

Feng Ziyi slowly uttered the astonishing prophecy.