Arrogant Woman

Qin Yuan didn't take a carriage this time. Instead, he chose to walk to Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Li Fu, his bodyguard, silently followed close behind.

As he strolled along the bustling streets, weaving through the throngs of people, he enjoyed a rare moment of leisure.

For the past three years, he hadn't stopped for a single moment. Every day, he had devoted himself to honing his skills.

Now, he planned to take a break for a while. After obtaining the Immortal Herb and returning from Star Dou Great Forest, he would learn some new skills.

Whenever he passed a street stall, he bought a snack. He loved this delicious food, so full of everyday warmth, in both his previous life and this one.

Before he knew it, he had left Heaven Dou City. After walking leisurely for about twenty li, he arrived at the gates of Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy was located on an isolated mountain twenty li outside Heaven Dou City. Qin Yuan could make out the buildings atop it from far away.

Standing before the academy's magnificent gates, he didn't go in right away. Instead, he admired this top institution of the Soul Master World.

Song Qingshuang was leaving the academy with her close friend Zhao Shuang'er to go shopping in Heaven Dou City. The two were chatting and laughing.

Zhao Shuang'er said with a grin, "Qingshuang, you've really met Ling Tian? Tell me, what does this Ling Tian, hailed as the greatest genius in the Soul Master World, look like?

"I'd love to meet him too, but Ling Tian's whereabouts are a mystery. I have no idea where he is, so all I can do is meet him in my dreams. He's so gentle with me there, hehe..."

Seeing her dear friend daring to rendezvous with the man she loved in her dreams, a trace of displeasure flickered in Song Qingshuang's beautiful eyes. But at the same time, she felt immensely proud.

Though she had never met him, he had already captivated the daughter of a marquis so completely. As expected of the man she, Song Qingshuang, had set her sights on.

But there was no real basis for her pride. What was more, she had personally pushed her beloved out of her life by going to his home to break off their engagement.

"He's... dashing, powerful, proud, aloof. He's practically a Divine Son descended from the heavens, so imposing he hardly seems real..."

Song Qingshuang lavished him with praise, her face full of adoration and bashful delight, even though she had only ever seen him from afar.

But soon, her stream of praise abruptly stopped. Her beautiful, lovestruck face turned cold, and her eyes flashed with undisguised disgust and disdain.

Her gaze fell on the handsome young man at the academy gates. Anger welled up inside her.

We've already broken off our engagement. Why is he still coming to the academy to see me? Does he have no shame at all? Is he forcing me to spell it out to his face?

"Wow! Qingshuang, look! That guy is so handsome! He's even better-looking than the Ling Tian in my dreams!" Zhao Shuang'er exclaimed, her eyes lighting up.

Honestly! What a fickle woman! Unlike me, who only loves Brother Ling Tian... Song Qingshuang looked down on her close friend.

Then the corners of her lips curled up. She thought smugly:

The one you're swooning over is someone I, Song Qingshuang, threw away.

With that thought, she turned to Zhao Shuang'er, still gazing at the young man like a lovestruck fool, and said in a casual, languid tone:

"I have something to take care of. Wait here for me."

"Qingshuang, what is it?" Zhao Shuang'er asked curiously.

Song Qingshuang didn't answer. With an expressionless face, she headed toward the handsome young man who had caught Zhao Shuang'er's eye.

Zhao Shuang'er couldn't help widening her eyes.

Song Qingshuang stopped in front of Qin Yuan, her face expressionless. "Qin Yuan, what are you doing here? It's over between us. Our engagement has been called off. Your uncle agreed to it himself!"

As she spoke, she cast a subtle glance at her close friend behind her. Fighting the urge to curl her lips into a smile and suppressing her sense of superiority, she deliberately raised her voice and said impatiently:

"Qin Yuan, I hope you'll stop pestering me. All this does is make me despise you even more!

"You're simply not good enough for me. There could never be anything between us!"

Hearing Song Qingshuang's words, Zhao Shuang'er's eyes widened in shock.

That handsome young man had come to see Song Qingshuang! And it looked like he was pestering her!

Zhao Shuang'er couldn't help feeling envious and jealous. Damn Song Qingshuang—she's got it so good!

Song Qingshuang could already imagine her close friend's envy, jealousy, and astonishment. A hint of smugness flashed in her eyes, and she spoke even more harshly to Qin Yuan, scolding him without mercy:

"Did you hear me? Remember, don't come pestering me again. It'll only make me think even less of you! You'd better know your place!

"Hmph! You don't even know your own limits!"

Song Qingshuang shot Qin Yuan a look of disgust and turned to leave.

Qin Yuan was completely baffled. He couldn't make sense of it.

He had been standing there admiring the scenery at Heaven Dou Royal Academy when this woman—who seemed to have something wrong with her head—suddenly showed up and lectured him condescendingly, looking down on him.

He couldn't for the life of him figure it out. Where did this woman get her confidence?

Unable to make sense of it, he said:

"Wait."

"Can't you stop bothering me?!" Song Qingshuang turned around and snapped, her face full of impatience.

A palm rapidly filled her field of vision and slammed hard into her delicate, beautiful cheek.

Smack!!!

Qin Yuan slapped Song Qingshuang flying.

Behind them, Zhao Shuang'er's mouth slowly fell open. She stared, dumbstruck.

Song Qingshuang lay sprawled on the ground, covered in dirt, utterly stunned.

Lying there, she touched her burning cheek in disbelief.

It hurt. It had swollen.

A fury she could barely contain surged through her in an instant. Song Qingshuang, who had never suffered the slightest grievance in her life, lost her reason and shrieked with rage:

"Uncle Zhang, kill him!!!"

A figure suddenly appeared, stepping in front of Song Qingshuang. His aged face was grim as he glared at Qin Yuan, anger barely contained.

"Young Master Qin Yuan, don't you think you've gone too far?"

"Too far?" Qin Yuan lazily picked at his ear and glanced at the man. Then he casually ordered:

"Uncle Fu, go show him what 'too far' really means."

"Yes, Young Master." Li Fu, standing behind Qin Yuan, accepted the order respectfully.

He vanished in an instant, appearing before Uncle Zhang like a phantom. The back of his hand crashed into Uncle Zhang's terrified old face like a sledgehammer.

Smack!!!!!

The blow cracked like thunder. Uncle Zhang spat blood, his broken teeth flying out stained red, as he spun into the woods. He looked unlikely to get back up.

Against a Soul Emperor, Li Fu subdued him with one hand.

"Young Master, it's taken care of." Li Fu returned to Qin Yuan respectfully.

"Mm, well done. Otherwise, people might think I'm easy to bully."

Nodding in satisfaction, Qin Yuan walked over to Song Qingshuang, her face twisted with resentment. He examined the swollen half of her face, found it unsightly, and so...

Smack!!

He slapped the other side of Song Qingshuang's face with the back of his hand. It swelled up visibly.

"Mm, that's better."

Looking at Song Qingshuang's now-symmetrically swollen face, Qin Yuan nodded in satisfaction.