The Beast Taming Concubine: The Useless Miss Wants to Strik Back

Facing the long sword that was carrying fighting spirit, Feng Qingcheng dodged sideways, spiritual power surged out, and her palm turned into a sword and fell down.

"Crack!"

The arm was broken again, and then he kicked out, sending Noda flying seven or eight meters away, coughing up blood.

The other two big men also tried their best to attack, but Feng Qingcheng had now been promoted to a second-level beastmaster, and with her combat power, it was easy for her to deal with this little guy.

After two moves, the two big men fell to the ground, covered in wounds.

Mu Wanqing looked at Feng Qingcheng tremblingly, with hatred and a hint of fear in her eyes. No one had ever dared to treat her like this in Lin'an City.

The crowd around was in an uproar, pointing and talking at Feng Qingcheng with looks of horror.

"Who is this person? How dare he hit the daughter of Prime Minister Wen? Does this...does he not want to live?"

"Didn't Prince Jin say that? He is his friend. It seems he has an extraordinary background."

"But who is the Prime Minister? He will definitely not let go of the murderer who dared to beat his daughter. This young man is dead."

No matter what, others really admire Feng Qingcheng's courage.

Cang Mingchen was also dumbfounded. In Lin'an City, even the royal family members did not dare to bully Mu Wanqing, but Feng Qingcheng slapped her twice and threatened her.

"Gudu!"

Cang Mingchen swallowed, as if he was meeting Feng Qingcheng for the first time.

Mu Wanqing saw that others were looking at her with mocking eyes and she didn't have the face to stay here. Before leaving, she gave Feng Qingcheng a vicious look, memorized the other person's appearance in her mind, and left quickly.

Ah Shuang, continue the assessment. "

Feng Qingcheng pulled Shuang'er over and asked her to continue the test, no longer paying attention to other people's comments.

"Yes...Yes, Master!"

Shuang'er came back to her senses and hurried to the young man next to the spirit platform, recorded the information on the jade slip, and then stood on the spirit platform to start the assessment.

The young man hurriedly took out the jade token and opened it. He didn't know Feng Qingcheng's origin. He thought, could someone who dared to beat the daughter of Prime Minister Wen be a mortal?

Swish swish!

Green lights rose up, six in total, indicating that Shuang'er's spiritual power purity had reached the middle level of a first-level beastmaster.

"Master, I got the badge!"

Shuang'er excitedly took a red star badge from the young man.

"Well, very good. It seems you haven't been lazy during this period!" Feng Qingcheng praised with a smile.

Cang Mingchen approached and sighed, "You are actually still in the mood to laugh, ah!"

"Is there anything wrong with me laughing?" Feng Qingcheng asked back.

"But you have to know that Mu Wanqing is the daughter of the Minister of Literature, and Minister Mu Chengfeng only has this one daughter, the apple of his eye. He will definitely not let this matter go today, Fengjiu! You are in danger!"

Cang Mingchen was very anxious and held Feng Qingcheng's jade hand, and said excitedly: "I am almost dying of anxiety, and you can still laugh!"

"Sometimes you feel like the sky is falling, but in fact you are just standing crooked! When I do things, I just go with my nature, my heart, and fate! I face everything with a smile!"

Feng Qingcheng suddenly said something, as if she was talking to herself: "As long as I know my direction, the whole world will make way for me. In this life, no one can stop me!"

Cang Mingchen was shocked. He suddenly discovered that Feng Qingcheng and his second brother were strikingly similar in some ways, and that temperament made him admire her.

"Ah! My heart is not strong enough!"

Cang Mingchen finally sighed, and then said solemnly: "Fengjiu, don't worry, as long as I am here, I will not let Wen Xiang and the others retaliate against you!"

"Thank you!"

Feng Qingcheng smiled slightly and thanked him.

"I'm sorry, Brother Feng, this is the trouble we caused you. If that vicious woman is looking for trouble, let them find me. I will definitely not implicate you!"

"Mo Yun, it was me who caused this. Master, you should hand me over. Maybe that woman will calm down."

"What are you two talking about! Am I that kind of person? Besides, this matter itself is not your fault. There is nothing to admit if you are not at fault!"

Feng Qingcheng frowned and scolded the two of them for the first time.

"Chirp! Chirp!"

Guru also put his hands on his hips and pointed at the two of them.

At this time, the young man at the Level 2 Beast Tamer Spiritual Platform of the Beast Tamer Guild found Feng Qingcheng and said with a smile: "Sir, congratulations on becoming a Level 2 top beast tamer. This has never appeared in Lin'an City for three hundred years. Our master would like to invite you over for a chat!"

"Who is your master?"

Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Mr. Yan Feng Yan!"

The young man puffed out his chest and said proudly.

Feng Qingcheng blinked her eyes and said innocently, "I'm sorry, I don't know this Mr. Yan Feng. Forget it this time. Let's talk about it next time when we are free!"

The young man was stunned for a moment. Yan Feng was a famous person in Lin'an City and even Xuandu Country, and he enjoyed extraordinary reputation in the Beast Tamer Guild. Anyone who was invited by Mr. Yan would be as excited as if they had picked up a treasure, but the young man in front of him didn't care at all.

This made the young man feel embarrassed and angry at the same time, as he felt that the boy was too arrogant.

"Wait! Is it really Mr. Yan?!" Cang Mingchen reacted and asked hurriedly. Just because Feng Qingcheng didn't know, it didn't mean he didn't know.

"Then there's still a lie!"

Seeing that it was Prince Jin, the young man replied patiently, but his tone was very bad.

"Fengjiu, you must see Mr. Yan! Come on, follow me!" Cang Mingchen hurriedly took Ning Qingcheng's delicate hand, let the young man lead the way, and hurriedly followed.

Feng Qingcheng couldn't break free, so she had no choice but to ask Shuang'er and Mo Yun to go back to the inn first, while she was dragged away holding Guru.

Walk through the hall and go directly to the third floor of the Beastmaster Guild. This place is closed to the public and no one, not even royal relatives or nobles, can enter without an invitation.

Came to a room on the third floor.

Feng Qingcheng met the so-called Mr. Yan, a kind old man. He combed his hair very carefully, without a trace of disorder, but the silver-like white hair was still clearly visible among the black hair. In the slightly sunken eye sockets, a pair of dark brown eyes told of the vicissitudes of life.

At first glance, Mr. Yan looked no more than 50 or 60 years old, but upon closer inspection, he was found to be over 80 years old. The more I looked at him, the more I felt that the old man in front of me was extraordinary.

Feng Qingcheng guessed that Mr. Yan was at least a fifth-level beastmaster who had the spirit of the beast in his body, otherwise he would not have such a powerful aura.

"Mr. Yan, the person has been brought here!"

The young man was very respectful to the old man, with a hint of admiration in his expression.

"Junior Cang Mingchen pays his respects to Mr. Yan." Cang Mingchen also looked respectful.

Feng Qingcheng bowed with both hands and also saluted.

After Mr. Yan nodded to Cang Mingchen, he turned his gaze to Feng Qingcheng with admiration in his expression: "A second-level superior beastmaster. I didn't expect to see such a promising young man just three years after coming to Xuandu Country. This really makes me happy."

Feng Qingcheng was puzzled and didn't know what her becoming a second-level top-class beastmaster had to do with him.

"I wonder why Mr. Yan summoned me here?"