The passers-by are vicious

"The will of heaven cannot be violated. Even if you ask the senior brother, it will be of no use..."

When County Magistrate Jiang Xing'an told her about fate, Duanmu Rong's expression changed slightly and she almost couldn't control her emotions.

It was obvious that Jiang Wanwan was killed by evil spirits in her previous life, so the county magistrate Jiang Xing'an asked Xuandu to change Jiang Wanwan's fate.

At that time, Xuan Du had already fallen deeply in love with Jiang Wanwan, a hypocritical woman, and even tried to exchange his own fate with hers to bear the suffering of her fate, which caused Xuan Du to almost die in the battle.

Duanmu Rong came back to prevent this from happening again, so naturally she was rude and sarcastic.

Duanmu Rong came back this time to prevent this incident from happening again, so naturally she was sarcastic and merciless.

County Magistrate Jiang Xing'an's face froze, then he laughed dryly and said, "I am too worried and don't want to miss any possibility. I hope Taoist Xuandu will not mind it."

Although Lu Tianyu didn't know why his junior sister was so rude to the people in the county government, he felt sorry for her when he saw the gloomy look on the county magistrate Jiang Xing'an's face and considered that he would have to stay in the county magistrate's mansion.

"We understand the county magistrate's concerns, but as Junior Sister said, it is difficult to defy fate. Although we are cultivators, we should follow fate."

After saying this, Lu Tianyu looked at Jiang Wanwan, who was sitting there as gentle as jade, with regret.

Such an outstanding woman, but her life is as fragile as paper. There is no solution to her fate unless someone is willing to change it for her.

As if sensing Lu Tianyu's emotion, Duanmu Rong felt that Jiang Wanwan's face was indeed alluring. Even Lu Tianyu began to feel sorry for her. He couldn't help but sneer: "The fact that she is entangled in a fateful calamity can only mean that she committed serious sins in her previous life and was punished by heaven. It is a stroke of luck that she can live to the age of sixteen."

Duanmu Rong raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and while speaking, she raised her proud chin and looked with contempt at Jiang Wanwan who was sitting there and seemed indifferent to everything.

"Miss Duanmu is right. Perhaps this is really my fate. In fact, I have already prepared myself mentally. Please don't worry too much, father."

Jiang Wanwan lowered her eyes, shook her head and sighed softly. There was no trace of fear or worry on her gentle face. Instead, it was full of calmness and indifference, as if she had already accepted it calmly.

This gentle and beautiful lady was as ethereal as the wind and seemed like she would disappear at any time. Even the other Shushan disciples who were just sitting there quietly felt that their own junior sister was a little aggressive.

Jiang Wanwan was already pitiful enough because of the fateful incident. Duanmu Rong not only did not comfort her but instead gloated over her misfortune. This was really not the right thing for a cultivator to say.

Feeling the reproachful looks from other Shushan disciples around her, Duanmu Rong's face turned very ugly.

She slammed the table and shouted angrily, "What are you looking at! Did I say something wrong? I was just kindly reminding Miss Jiang not to have any delusions, so as not to go astray."

Duanmu Rong was so cold and even slammed the table in front of her master. Bixia, who was standing behind Jiang Wanwan, could not hold back her anger and scolded her harshly, "What an ignorant Taoist nun! She was speaking ill of us. How could it be a kind reminder? She was deliberately stabbing my master and my young lady in the heart! To put it bluntly, what deep hatred do you have against us that you would do this!"

"It's a pity that my master treated you politely and invited you to be his guests, but I didn't expect you to be a bunch of hypocrites and phony bastards!"

Hearing Bixia's merciless rebuke, the other Shushan disciples looked at each other, lowered their heads and dared not speak, their faces full of embarrassment and shame. They didn't have the face to stay any longer, so they stood up and bowed to Xuandu to say goodbye.

"Well... let's go to the town to check the situation again, so as not to disturb you all."

As soon as they finished speaking, they bowed to Xuan Du and fled the scene in a hurry as if there was a vicious tiger chasing them.

However, Duanmu Rong showed no shame in the face of everyone's accusations and continued to sit steadily in her place.

She raised her head and looked at Bixia with contempt in her eyes: "The county magistrate hasn't spoken to me yet, what qualifications do you, a maid, have to criticize us guests?"

"You say I am unreasonable. Your county magistrate's mansion is not a noble place."

“You…” Bixia was so angry that she wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Haorong.

Lu Tianyu also felt that the junior sister was indeed too much and pulled her sleeve to tell her to stop talking, but Duan Murong didn't listen and continued to taunt her mercilessly:

"Is there anything wrong with what I said? You said you wanted to ask my senior brother about the method to change his fate. Aren't you forcing him to change Jiang Wanwan's fate?"

"You say I'm unreasonable, but your county magistrate's mansion is not a noble place."

"You..." Bixia was so angry that she almost couldn't speak, but was stopped in time by Haorong who was standing beside her.

Seeing that Jiang Wanwan remained silent, Duanmu Rong felt that she was extremely hypocritical. Otherwise, why didn't she refuse Senior Brother Xuandu's offer to change her fate in her previous life?

Not only did she not stop, but she went even further, "You really think I don't know what you are thinking. It's really foolish of a mere mortal to think of defying the will of heaven."

Xuandu, who had been sitting upright thinking about the solution to his fate, looked at Duanmurong coldly and said, "That's enough, stop talking."

Duanmu Rong was frightened by the coldness in Xuandu's eyes. After she closed her mouth, she immediately regretted not keeping her composure. She was worried that Xuandu would feel more pity for the hypocritical Jiang Wanwan like in her previous life.

Xuandu stood up, bent down slightly, and bowed to the county magistrate Jiang Xing'an to express his apology: "What happened today is all Xuandu's fault. I hope the county magistrate will forgive me."

The white robe on his body fluttered gently with his movements. His figure was as cold as dust, and his waist was straight even though it was bent.

Xuandu cast his gaze towards Jiang Wanwan who was sitting there in silence, and said with his lips pursed lightly, "Xuandu will remember the matter of the fate calamity in his heart. If he has the ability, he will definitely help Miss Jiang to resolve her fate."

His voice was low and cold, revealing sincerity.

Then he glanced at Duan Mu Rong again and said coldly: "Junior sister, your remarks today were inappropriate. Please apologize to Miss Jiang."

Afraid that Xuan Du would get angry, Duanmu Rong could only hold back her nausea and put on a fake smile on her pretty face: "My words were too harsh. I'm sure Jiang Wanwan is so gentle and kind that she won't hold it against me."

Before Jiang Wanwan could answer, Haorong beside her sneered.

Haorong's eyes were cold, but her charming face seemed to be smiling: "Bixia grew up with my young lady since she was a child, and the relationship between the two is as deep as that of sisters. If she said something inappropriate or offended Miss Duanmu just now, I hope Miss Duanmu will not take it as a fault."

Although her tone seemed euphemistic, the irony contained in it was obvious.