So what if I'm useless? I'll become a saint!

Lei Tingyi's face darkened slightly, and he glanced at Ling Jiuxi coldly.

"That's wrong, Miss Ling San. My wife, as long as I like you, that's enough. As for you? Compared to Jiuan, you are really far behind."

His voice was not loud, but it carried an authority that could not be ignored.

When Ling Jiuxi heard this, her face instantly turned pale, and her eyes were full of dissatisfaction and anger.

"I grew up in a pampered environment, and I am dignified and polite. How can I be inferior to a country girl like her?"

She asked sharply, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice.

How could she be inferior to Ling Jiuan?

Lei Tingyi is really blind!

Liuying, who was beside Jiuan, couldn't help laughing when she heard this.

She looked at Ling Jiuxi with contempt, her tone full of sarcasm.

"Miss San, a dignified and polite lady would not run to someone else's yard and compete with others for her fiancé."

She really is Mrs. Lan's daughter, just as shameless.

Ling Jiuxi was so furious that she raised her hand and gathered her spiritual power, ready to attack Liuying.

However, Ling Jiuan moved and interrupted her movements like a ghost.

She looked at Ling Jiuxi coldly, with unquestionable majesty in her tone.

"Third sister. You are so entangled now. Do you want to become Master Lei's concubine in the future?"

She was also tired of such farce.

Just as Ling Jiuxi was about to refute, Ling Jiuan gave him a light push, and he was thrown out of Jiuan Hall like a kite with a broken string.

She fell to the ground in a mess, her eyes full of resentment and anger.

Then, Ling Jiuan's cold voice rang out in the yard, like a biting cold wind.

"Please don't humiliate yourself, Third Sister."

Ling Jiuxi sat on the ground listlessly, like an eggplant hit by frost, his eyes full of hatred.

Ling Jiuan, I will fight you to the death!

After Ling Jiuxi was thrown out mercilessly, the yard suddenly became quiet.

Ling Jiuan withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Liuzhu and Liuying beside him.

"You two should also practice hard. As for serving me, just take turns. It doesn't have to be too much trouble. I don't like trouble."

She needs to become stronger, and the people around her also need to become stronger quickly.

Upon hearing this, Liuzhu and Liuying agreed obediently.

They knew that Ling Jiuan was a person of her word and her words were orders.

After the two men left, Ling Jiuan looked at Lei Tingyi.

"Now that your identity has been exposed, even if you said you would get married to me, given Ling Jiuxi's personality, I'm afraid he wouldn't give up. You still have to make some plans for this matter."

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

No matter how much Lei Tingyi despises Ling Jiuxi, Madam Lan would never be willing to let this wealthy son-in-law fall into her hands.

Lei Tingyi nodded after hearing this.

"I see."

Seeing this, Ling Jiuan felt a little relieved.

So she jumped onto the wooden stake in the yard again and started doing horse stance.

Just as he stood firm, a ball of spiritual power from Lei Tingyi attacked him.

The spiritual energy was like a violent storm, with a force that could destroy everything in its path, as if it would swallow up everything.

However, Ling Jiuan leaped forward and landed steadily on another wooden stake.

Her movements are light and graceful, like a dancing butterfly.

But then, Lei Ting Yi struck again.

His attack was like thunder, carrying the power to destroy the world, as if it was going to destroy the entire world.

However, Ling Jiuan was still able to dodge with ease.

Her figure was like a ghost, moving freely between the wooden stakes.

In a flash, half an hour passed quietly.

Although Ling Jiuan trained hard, his physical strength was limited after all.

Under Lei Tingyi's fierce attack, she finally revealed a flaw. The spiritual power hit her ankle like lightning.

Her body swayed and she fell to the ground in an instant.

Dust rose up, she gently patted the dirt off her body, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.

"If I meet a real master, I really have no chance of winning."

She whispered to herself, with a hint of self-mockery in her tone.

The disadvantages of physical cultivation were clearly revealed at this moment.

Upon hearing this, Lei Tingyi curled up his lips into a smile.

He walked up to Ling Jiuan, his eyes full of admiration.

"You're making rapid progress. Don't be too hard on yourself."

Ling Jiuan disagreed. She shook her head, her eyes revealing determination and persistence.

"It's not enough, I need to be stronger."

She whispered, returned to the wooden stake and began a new round of training.

This time, Lei Tingyi did not attack her again.

He sat in the yard, drinking tea slowly, but his eyes were always on Ling Jiuan.

Not far away, Liu Zhu glanced at Liu Ying and murmured softly.

"How come Master Lei has no sympathy for women? Seeing our master sweating profusely from exhaustion, he didn't even offer to help."

There was a hint of dissatisfaction and complaint in her tone.

In her opinion, the best love is the harmonious one.

Liuying smiled when she heard that.

"Our master doesn't need someone who is gentle and sympathetic to her. She has a broad world, so naturally she needs someone who can walk with her."

It’s true that only the master is the most like the lady!

Ling Jiuxi stumbled all the way back to Madam Lan's yard. As soon as she entered the door, she fell at Madam Lan's feet and burst into tears.

"Mother, my daughter has suffered a great injustice!"

There was a tearful tone in her voice, full of embarrassment and unwillingness.

This time, my mother should protect me, right?

Mrs. Lan looked at Ling Jiuxi's miserable appearance, subconsciously narrowed her eyes, and felt unhappy in her heart.

"What's wrong? Why are you so out of control?"

She frowned, her tone accusing.

How could Young Master Lei like someone like this?

Ling Jiuxi knelt in front of Madam Lan, crying, clutching the corner of Madam Lan's clothes tightly with both hands.

"Mother, that Ling Jiuan is so bold. She insulted my daughter and wanted to be her concubine. She didn't take my daughter seriously at all."

Her voice was filled with anger and unwillingness, and tears rolled down like beads from a broken string.

All the humiliation she had suffered since she was a child was inflicted by Ling Jiuan.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Lan frowned even more tightly.

"Aren't you going to see Young Master Lei? How come delivering a meal is related to Ling Jiuan?"

There was some confusion and doubt in her tone.

Ling Jiuxi is usually just spoiled, but when she meets Ling Jiuan, she becomes dissatisfied and unconscious.

Ling Jiuxi became even angrier when he heard Mrs. Lan's question.

She suddenly raised her head and glared at Mrs. Lan with red eyes.

"Mother also said that Lei Tingyi has been living in Ling Jiuan's yard. How can I have a chance? Ling Jiucheng also arranged a maid for Ling Jiuan. Without Ling Jiuan's permission, I can't enter her yard. Mother, you must make the decision for me!"

"Ling Jiuan was even more courageous. He threw me out directly."