My Lady Always Lacks Ambition-Chapter 246 - 245: Beware of Undeserved Misfortune

Qin Liuxi finished the acupuncture and threading, admiring the neat suture, her lips curving into a smile: "Truly beautiful."

Tang Xiucai, who was already pale as if fished out of water, rolled his eyes at these words and thoroughly fainted.

Buqiu, the one supporting him, looked at Qin Liuxi with ever-growing terror; she seemed to him like a demon.

Seeing Tang Xiucai pass out, Qin Liuxi’s smile faded, and she closed her medicine box, feeling displeased.

"Daoist, Daoist, he, what should we do about this?" Scholar Nian stuttered.

Qin Liuxi stood up: "However he came, that’s how he’ll leave, right? There, he was so boisterously barking just now, wasn’t he? Let him carry his good friend back; surely, that’s not an issue?"

Mr. Lai, pointed at by her, wanted to curse, but, catching sight of Mu Xi and the guards behind him, he dared not.

"How so? Surely it can’t be said that he was injured at my Daoist Temple, and I have to provide a carriage to send him back and add medical expenses on top?" Qin Liuxi sneered: "The Daoist Temple is a sacred place, but if someone tries to swindle us, they better see if they’re fated to enjoy such fortune."

Mu Xi giggled: "Which one of you make sure to remember their faces for the young master; aren’t they all going to take part in the grace examination? They are scholars, yet they resort to fraud."

Hearing this, the scholars’ faces changed, and they quickly covered their faces with their sleeves.

Their future prospects were at stake; none dared to gamble.

Only Scholar Nian, carefully asked: "That little Daoist, you just mentioned Brother Tang’s hand would be unusable, what about it?"

"One can know a face but not a heart; some people appear kind on the surface but are not as you see them." Qin Liuxi said this while glancing at Mr. Lai, the implication clear.

Scholar Nian pondered this thoughtfully.

"You, my friend, have been careless in your associations. In the future, you should train these eyes more and be more vigilant in all things," advised Qin Liuxi to Scholar Nian, "Otherwise, you might avoid trouble once or twice, but not a third time."

Scholar Nian laughed awkwardly. After this, would he have to stay shut in at home?

Mr. Lai watched as Qin Liuxi determined someone’s prospects in just a few words and couldn’t help gnashing his teeth: "Daoist, you are a monk, yet you so rashly pronounce upon a person’s character, is that not rather unjust to others?"

"You can regard me as a mere God Stick spouting nonsense; I haven’t asked you to believe me," Qin Liuxi snorted, "Or is it that you do believe me, but feel guilty and must win back a point to feel victorious?"

"Buqiu, do not be unseemly," Master Chi Yuan coughed once, and said, "Since the injury is treated, if it truly is impossible to leave immediately, we can wait for this gentleman to awaken before departing. Little boy, prepare a Daoist School for him to temporarily recuperate."

Qin Liuxi pursed her lips.

"This is the temple master speaking, and he hasn’t mentioned those points you made. Do you think you are more capable than the temple master?" Mr. Lai made his retort.

Mu Xi was displeased.

"Hey, are you looking for trouble? While no one else has said anything, you’re the only one who talks too much. Shuangquan, draw this man’s face for me; if he passes the exam, he won’t be of much use, so let’s not waste the chief examiner’s efforts."

"Yes, my lord."

Mr. Lai’s face went white as he protested, "You, you’re bullying people by throwing your weight around."

"What if this young master is bullying you? If you have the means, hit me," Mu Xi said arrogantly, "If you had the same status as me, you would be even more of a bully. But no, someone like you could never have the fate to hold the same status as me; you are not worthy!"

Mr. Lai did not dare to confront him directly and instead looked at Master Chi Yuan, saying, "Is your esteemed temple in league with powerful people to oppress the commoners? After this, what commoner would dare come to your Qingping Temple to offer incense?"

Scholar Nian and the rest could no longer bear to listen; had Mr. Lai gone mad, or had his brain been chewed by a dog? Clearly, Mu Xi was someone they couldn’t afford to provoke. Instead of lying low like a quail, he repeatedly acted like a prophet, either trying to grasp an opportunity or imagining himself as some paragon of righteousness?

"Mr. Lai, please speak less," someone said gently, "after all, we are in a temple."

Mr. Lai said, "Are you all cowed by power too?"

The scholars were speechless.

Qin Liuxi looked at Scholar Nian and said, "See that? Associating with people like him not only lowers your intelligence, but also risks dragging you down with them."

Scholar Nian’s face reddened with shame.

Mr. Lai, being pointed at and ridiculed, jumped up in a fit of rage and said, "Qingping Temple is nothing more than a ghost-playing charade cloaked as a watchdog for the powerful elites. I might as well not come at all."

Qin Liuxi’s face darkened.

"Beat him up for me!" Mu Xi was even more furious, calling people over to do it.

Qin Liuxi said, "Never mind, you don’t have to step in for this." She looked at Mr. Lai and said, "You’ll soon find out whether it’s a charade or not. Be careful you don’t court disaster without cause."

Mu Xi frowned.

Why did it feel like she was annoyed by his interference?

"From now on, this man is not allowed to enter the temple!" Qin Liuxi pointed at Mr. Lai and threw down a sentence to Qing Yuan: "Every time he comes, and I see him, I’ll beat you up."

Qing Yuan: "???"

How did this fire burn its way to him?

He felt wronged.

"Everyone disperse," Master Chi Yuan said with a heh-heh laugh.

Qin Liuxi turned and left without giving even a glance at the half-dead Scholar Tang, a person covered in karma – saving him would be a waste of effort.

Mu Xi followed her and said unhappily, "Why did you stop me? Why didn’t you let me beat him? I was taking your side."

Qin Liuxi stopped, turned her head to look at him, and said, "Even the Princely Heir talisman has sought me out. Aren’t you leaving?"

Mu Xi was startled, "Are you sending me away?" He frowned and said, "You’re unhappy that I dealt with that guy?"

"There’s nothing to be unhappy or happy about. The Princely Heir’s actions are his own, and mine are mine." Qin Liuxi thought for a moment and said, "After all, the Princely Heir and I walk different paths. I am a Daoist of Qingping Temple, and you are a good person who came to offer incense and pray. That is all there is to it."

Mu Xi pursed his lips. Even he, the least perceptive, could hear that Qin Liuxi was drawing a line between them.

"Are you so anxious to distance yourself from me because of what that scoundrel said about Qingping Temple being the dog of the powerful?" Mu Xi was very angry.

"You’re overthinking it!"

"Clearly you are. Everyone says nobles are arrogant and oppressive, abusing their power and treating lives like grass. You from the Mystic Sect must think so too. I thought you were different from the others, hmph." Mu Xi swung his sleeve and left with his entourage.

Leave then, who needs to warm a cold shoulder.

Such sudden temper.

"This Little Overlord really was spoiled growing up," Qin Liuxi said with a tsk-tsk to Yu Changkong who was walking over.

Yu Changkong looked towards the direction where Mu Xi had disappeared, saying, "A single red flower amid a sea of green, naturally spoiled."

"Forget about him. What has your master taught you?" Qin Liuxi chatted as they walked together.

Meanwhile, Mu Xi, riding off the mountain, was fuming with anger. The more he thought, the angrier he got, his whip cracking sharply in the air. He suddenly spotted a familiar face, he pulled on the reins, turned over, and with a flick of his whip, ensnared the man.

"Ow," Mr. Lai cried out in pain.

Mu Xi dismounted, walked over, and began to punch and kick him: "All because of your blabbermouth, now I’m scorned by her. I’ll beat you to death."

He felt his own beating was insufficient, so he called over Yuan Meng: "Knock out all of his teeth for me, will you?"

Yuan Meng dared not utter a single word of refusal and got to work.

Mr. Lai’s muffled cries sounded out: "!"

Is this the undeserved disaster?

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