She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 340 - 339 Beast Arena, Wake Up It’s Your Turn

"What are you standing there for? Come, someone throw them out!" Cong Ge shouted, and immediately people entered from outside.

Wu Zhen and the City Lord’s wife exchanged glances before obediently exiting.

They had no justification in this matter.

Once outside,

The City Lord’s wife glared fiercely at Wu Zhen, "Where on earth did you hear that news?"

Wu Zhen turned pale; she had overheard the maids talking while she was bathing and dressing.

But she dared not say it.

It would be too embarrassing to admit.

At that moment, Huai Yu approached, her voice hoarse, "Mother."

As soon as Wu Zhen saw her, she directed her anger at her daughter, "Why didn’t you stop me just now?!"

With that, she raised her hand and slapped her daughter across the face in front of everyone.

Huai Yu’s face was turned aside from the blow, and it took her a good while to recover.

The City Lord’s wife sneered at her side, "The Young Marquis called out, and you were willing to listen to him, yet you just had to provoke trouble, not even valuing the esteemed status of a Commandery Princess, let alone the rest of us."

Her way of speaking was always laced with barbs, and now that Wu Zhen had dragged her into this, she naturally said whatever harsh words came to mind.

Wu Zhen’s expression grew even darker.

By now, Huai Yu had lowered her head; she was very calm, "It’s my fault."

The City Lord’s wife was dumbfounded by the side.

Wu Zhen was simply too unreasonable.

"Everyone seated here with ears heard the Young Marquis call you, and now you go and slap someone without any justification, as if the Young Marquis was your own, and you’re owed something, right? To suffer such treatment from you, if the Marquis were still alive, he would definitely have sent you away for good!"

"What does this have to do with you! Keep talking nonsense, and I’ll tear your mouth!" Wu Zhen flew into a rage when she heard this, as if someone had invoked the late Marquis.

The City Lord’s wife, whose temper was equally quick to flare, rolled up her sleeves, hands on her hips, "Whose mouth are you going to tear? Wu Zhen, try it if you dare! See clearly whose territory this is!"

"In this life, Huai Yu being born your son must be a karmic debt from his past life! No wonder the late Marquis would rather spend money to live in an outside courtyard than come home to see your nasty face!"

"Shut your mouth!" Wu Zhen glared with furious eyes.

She could never bear to hear the reality that the late Marquis didn’t love her, and any words related to this fact sent her into extreme emotional instability.

In the heat of the moment, she reached out to scratch the City Lord’s wife’s face.

The City Lord’s wife was taken by surprise and felt a sharp pain across her face, touching it, she found "...blood! Wu Zhen, you old thing, I’ll fight you to death!"

The City Lord’s wife lunged at Wu Zhen!

These two noblewomen of high status in the Northern Border were entangled in a brawl in the courtyard of Yan Wanqing, leaving everyone, from the maids to Huai Yu herself, stunned.

By the time people recovered, the two were pulling hair and scratching faces, fighting ceaselessly.

The City Lord’s wife, being somewhat sturdier than Wu Zhen, soon had her pinned to the ground and began to smack her face wildly.

Wu Zhen screamed in agony, "Are you all dead? Standing around watching the show!"

Her words awoke the bystanders, and people hurried forward to attempt to pull them apart.

But when old women fight, they put their true emotions and strength into it, hardly allowing for anyone to pull them away.

Even Huai Yu ended up with a scratched hand.

"Have you had enough!" At that moment, Cong Ge, supporting Yan Wanqing, came out from inside the house. Seeing the scene before her, she was furious, "Does no one in the entire Northern Border respect the authority of Princess Anping anymore?! Are you challenging imperial power?!" fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

As the head maid to the Commandery Princess, Cong Ge always represented her mistress’s dignity. At this moment, with Cong Ge speaking, the maids put in more effort to separate the two, and the City Lord’s wife took the opportunity to land a few more hits on Wu Zhen.

When the two were finally pulled apart,

Wu Zhen, panting heavy breaths, leaned on a maid, sweating profusely and hair disarrayed.

The City Lord’s wife didn’t fare much better either.

Yan Wanqing watched the farce unfolding in the courtyard.

Her fury had already subsided by half.

Before she had even gotten angry, these two had already fought a battle.

"Ladies, what kind of spectacle is this?" a voice, devoid of emotion, rang out from Yan Wanqing in the courtyard.

The City Lord’s Lady glared fiercely at Wu Zhen, "Commandery Princess, it’s all because this woman has been causing trouble and acting unreasonably; that’s why this farce happened today."

She took a step forward, "Please Commandery Princess, punish this lawless, thieving hussy!"

The word ’hussy’ had been thrown out.

Wu Zhen was so furious, her chest heaving, she pointed at the City Lord’s Lady with her trembling finger.

"Huai Yu, is this how you watch someone insult your mother?"

Wu Zhen once again vented her anger on Huai Yu.

Huai Yu’s face turned pale, and just as he was about to step forward and speak,

he heard Yan Wanqing on the steps, speaking with a light laugh, "How about after I have dealt with my affairs, I then handle the matter between you two ladies?"

She looked intently at Wu Zhen, "Maybe the Lady could explain what was so important to come to my rooms late at night, causing such a disturbance?"

Seeing herself isolated with no help, Wu Zhen’s eyes rolled back as she fainted.

Not to be outdone, the City Lord’s Lady fainted as well.

Both women had come together today and owed Princess Anping an explanation.

Yan Wanqing watched with icy eyes as the two lay fainted on the ground, and the maidservants carried them out in a flurry, while she pursed her red lips.

Huai Yu looked at Yan Wanqing apologetically, then turned and followed Wu Zhen out.

The farce of the night finally came to an end as it was nearly dawn.

...,

The next morning dawned.

Yan Lingzhen was still in a daze, asleep when the maidservants dragged her up.

"The young master has given his orders, just throw her into the Beast Arena," the maidservants said, probably thinking Yan Lingzhen was as good as dead, looking at her eyes filled with a touch of sympathy.

Even Wang Suying, who usually didn’t get along with her, talked less and stopped mocking and sneering.

Yan Lingzhen’s lips were cracked and dry; she didn’t have the strength to resist at all, her hands and feet shackled as she was pushed out the door.

As soon as she stepped out, she felt stars before her eyes, but the maidservants behind her didn’t give her a chance to catch her breath, pushing her to keep moving forward.

Only when she arrived at the Beast Arena was she allowed to rest in an iron cage, surrounded by children of similar age, with continuous crying sounds in her ears.

The crying made her scalp tingle.

In the cage diagonally across from her, ferocious beasts were locked up, staring intently at the group of children, saliva dripping onto the floor.

It looked like they hadn’t been fed for at least two or three days.

These nobles were truly inhumane.

Yan Lingzhen was so hungry she was dizzy and even began to hear ringing in her ears.

It was still early, and the nobles hadn’t gotten up yet.

So Yan Lingzhen simply closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The child next to her thought she had fainted from fear and cried even louder.

Yan Lingzhen found it annoying, but she had no strength to deal with it.

Suddenly, the whole world plunged into darkness.

"Hey! Wake up! It’s your turn to go on stage!" her face was slapped fiercely.

Yan Lingzhen opened her eyes in a daze, and immediately, the clamor of voices hit her ears; she was roughly dragged out of the cage.