Traveling through time and space to become the richest woman and falling in love with the young mast

In the end, after a fierce battle, Qian Shuaishuai successfully defeated Su Tianchen with his perseverance and skills.

Qian Shuaishuai was breathing heavily, but his face was filled with the joy of victory.

"Well done!" Qian Shuishui, who was standing by, watched Qian Shuaishuai's performance, the joy in her eyes almost overflowing.

At this moment, Dongfang Ti stood up and announced loudly, "The winner of this competition is Qian Shuaishuai."

Upon hearing this result, Su Tianchen's face turned gloomy. He pounded the floor unwillingly and muttered something.

Qian Shuaishuai looked at Su Tianchen, smiled and extended his hand to him as a gesture of friendship.

However, Su Tianchen did not appreciate it and shook Qian Shuaishuai's hand away fiercely.

Qian Shuaishuai shrugged helplessly, then turned around and walked off the stage.

At this time, Dongfang Qingmo and Qian Shuishui came over and said excitedly, "That's great, handsome!"

Qian Shuishui asked with concern: "Junior brother, are you injured anywhere?"

Qian Shuaishuai smiled and replied, "I'm fine, let's go!"

Dongfang Qingmo and Qian Shuishui responded in unison: "Okay, let's go!" Then, the five of them left Hua'an Street together.

There were three more competitions to come, but since none of the players they were interested in participated, Dongfang Qingmo and the others did not continue watching.

The second place competition will be held tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow will be the last day to determine the final ranking.

On the way back to Zui Xiang Lou, Qian Shuishui excitedly told Qian Shuaishuai about the "good things" they had done before!

Dongfang Qingmo looked at them with a smile, a hint of smile in his eyes.

"Really? That's great! I've been dissatisfied with that Peng Qinqin for a long time!"

"That's right, but it should be resolved now."

"As long as we can make her suffer a little, there will be opportunities in the future."

Just then, a group of people hurried past them, holding portraits in their hands and posting them everywhere.

"What's going on?" Dongfang Qingmo walked towards one of the portraits curiously.

"Post a notice looking for someone. A reward of two taels of silver will be offered to anyone who sees the person in the portrait and provides effective clues. If you can bring the person in the painting to the Yunfu Inn, the reward will be five hundred taels of silver. Yanhuomen..."

Yunfu Inn is where Yanhuomen stays.

The portrait shows Chunhua with a pockmarked face.

"Let's go, let's go." Dongfang Qingmo quickly tore off a piece of paper, waved his hand, and asked everyone to leave quickly.

The group hurried back to Zui Xiang Lou.

Dongfang Qingmo sat on the chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's written on this list?" Qian Shuishui picked up the paper she placed on the table curiously.

"Hahaha, the Fireworks Sect is looking for our Chunhua!"

Dongfang Qingmo smiled and nodded, saying, "You know what, the drawing is really quite similar. Fortunately, I asked Chunhua to change her clothes beforehand." As she spoke, she handed the paper in her hand to Chunhua.

Chunhua and Qiushi curiously leaned over to look at the person in the portrait, exclaiming, "They really look alike!"

Qian Shuaishuai also said: "It seems that the Fireworks Sect is really angry this time."

Dongfang Qingmo turned to Chunhua and instructed, "Chunhua, take this paper to find Yunmei and ask her to send someone to find out the details."

At this time, Yunmei's body has basically recovered.

Chunhua took the paper and replied respectfully, "Yes, sir." Then he turned and left to carry out his mission.

"Qiu Shi, ask Manager Gao to bring up the whole lamb feast that he has prepared long ago."

When they heard about the whole lamb banquet, the brother and sister's eyes lit up.

"Qing Mo, is there really one?!" It was prepared in advance.

Dongfang Qingmo smiled and said, "That's right, I'm not kidding you."

Qian Shuaishuai: "Thank you, Sister Qingmo."

"Shhh, walls have ears."

"oh oh."

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After the competition, Yang Wei returned to the stage and looked around for the familiar figure, but she never appeared.

Feeling a little uneasy, he asked his fellow disciples, "Have you seen the little sister?"

However, his fellow apprentices hesitated and dared not look him in the eye.

Yang Wei's face gradually darkened. He angrily asked, "Tell me! What happened?"

Finally, one of the junior brothers spoke tremblingly: "Senior Brother... Senior Sister was humiliated by Huangfu Yi of Lianlan Sect..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Wei was immediately enraged and cursed with gnashing teeth, "Damn Lianlan Sect!"

He clenched his fists, wishing he could settle the score with them immediately.

Yang Wei asked along the way and finally learned that Peng Qinqin had returned to the inn.

He was extremely anxious and hurried back to the inn. As soon as he reached the door, he heard the sound of something breaking inside the house.

His heart tightened, and he knocked on the door and shouted, "Junior sister? Junior sister?"

After a while, the door slowly opened, revealing Peng Qinqin's haggard face and body covered in scars.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and there were still traces of tears on her face.

"Senior Brother." Peng Qinqin called softly, her voice choked with sobs.

Yang Wei looked at her miserable state and felt very distressed. He asked quickly, "What happened to you? Who bullied you?"

Peng Qinqin could no longer hold back her tears, and she threw herself into Yang Wei's arms, pouring out all the grievances and pain she had suffered.

Yang Wei listened to her sobbing and trembled with anger. He hugged Peng Qinqin tightly and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I will help you get justice."

After saying this, he ordered someone to call Pei Li over.

Pei Li quickly entered the room. Yang Wei's face was filled with rage, his eyes flashing with anger. His voice was low and stern: "Pei Li, why didn't you tell me about the humiliation suffered by Junior Sister?"

Pei Li lowered his head, his face was as pale as paper, his lips trembled slightly, but he still couldn't utter a word.

Seeing this, Yang Wei was even more furious. He stared at Pei Li with wide eyes and gritted his teeth, asking, "Are you also afraid of Lianlan Sect and dare not tell me the truth?"

Pei Li sighed helplessly, slowly raised his head, and looked at Yang Wei, his eyes filled with pain and helplessness. He said softly, "Brother, the Lianlan Sect is too powerful. We really shouldn't offend them so easily."

After hearing this, Yang Wei's face darkened. He sneered and said in a cold tone, "Hmph, no matter how powerful the Lianlan Sect is, we cannot allow them to bully my junior sister like this! I will write a letter to Master right now. I will make them pay for this!"

"...Senior Brother Yang Wei, there's another pockmarked man..."

Speaking of this, Yang Wei became angry. Two martial artists were bullied by a weak man. He punched Pei Li immediately.

"Master, Senior Brother..." Pei Li covered his eyes in disbelief.

"Hmph, Junior Sister has told me everything. Describe the man's appearance."

Pei Li didn't dare to say much, but just slowly described Chunhua's appearance.

"Very good. You go find a painter to draw the man's portrait, and I'll send someone out to post it."

After saying that, he turned and left the room.

If you can’t cure Huangfu Yi, can’t you cure this useless pockmarked guy? ! !

So there was the scene that Dongfang Qingmo and the others saw.

When Yunmei came back after the investigation and reported to Dongfang Qingmo, the few of them were eating with their mouths full of oil.

They were enjoying the happiness brought by the delicious food and had no time to care about Peng Qinqin's affairs.

"Sister Yun, I'm sorry I wronged you some time ago. Come, all of you, come and eat together!" Dongfang Qingmo warmly invited them to sit down.

Yunmei has been lying in bed for so long due to her injury, she must be feeling very depressed.

Although Xu Jun was in jail, she still felt that Yunmei had been wronged.

Yunmei seemed a little hesitant. She looked at Qian Shuishui and Qian Shuaishuai, as if worried about breaking the rules.

How could a servant eat with his master?

Qian Shuishui waved her hand and said, "Everyone is equal. There's no need to be so rigid about formalities. Come sit down and enjoy the food together."

Dongfang Qingmo said somewhat melancholy, "Yeah, I don't know when I'll be able to eat like this next time."

She suddenly realized that after the sect competition ended the day after tomorrow, she would become Huangfu Yi's maid and would no longer be able to live as freely as she did now.

The thought made her feel a little regretful, as she began to miss these free and casual days.

Alas~~Although a bad life is beautiful, it may bring life-threatening risks.

Only by constantly improving your strength can you better protect yourself.

I saw Yunmei, Dahua and others sitting down.

She raised her glass and shouted, "Drink today and be drunk today, worry about tomorrow when it comes."

Everyone responded, raised their glasses and drank together to celebrate the joy of this moment.

Amidst laughter and joy, they continued to enjoy the delicious food, temporarily forgetting all their worries.

While there was laughter and joy here, Peng Qinqin was having a hard time...

Yang Xu reported the incident to Peng Shiyan via carrier pigeon.

Peng Shiyan was furious when he got the news and couldn't swallow it for a long time, so he rushed to Lianyi City.

Peng Shiyan came to Peng Qinqin's room and looked at his injured daughter, feeling both distressed and angry.

Peng Qinqin sat on the chair with her head tilted, not daring to look Peng Shiyan in the eye.

Peng Shiyan looked at his daughter who was lowering her head in front of him, and he felt so disappointed in her. She really didn't look like him, Peng Shiyan's daughter, at all.

He had never treated her unfairly since she was a child. He gave her everything she deserved and would never give her the moon even if she asked for the stars.

But what about Peng Qinqin? She was chasing after a man all day long, bringing shame to Peng Shiyan.

Peng Shiyan remembered that he had just warned Peng Qinqin a few days ago that women should have self-respect, know how to love themselves, and not always chase after men.

Now, they were being humiliated in public, and the reputation of the entire Fireworks Sect was being trampled underfoot.

Who will dare to look at the Yanhuo Sect in the eye from now on?

The more Peng Shiyan thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't help but raise his voice and yell at Peng Qinqin by name, "Peng Qinqin, how many times have I told you! Don't humble yourself so much! Why can't you just learn your lesson?"

Peng Qinqin couldn't help but tremble when she heard her father's scolding. Her legs softened and she knelt down with a plop. She cried, "Father, father..."

She never thought that her father would come so soon. If she had known earlier, she would definitely choose to run away.

Peng Qinqin's useless look deeply hurt Peng Shiyan's eyes, and his heart was filled with disappointment and anger.

When his anger far outweighed his heartache, Peng Shiyan could no longer control his emotions. He grabbed Peng Qinqin's hair, lifted her head up with force, and forced her to look at him. His voice was filled with undisguised anger: "Peng, Qin, Qin, can you be a little more capable?!"

Peng Qinqin felt a sharp pain in her scalp, but she didn't dare to struggle. She just shed tears silently, and tears kept sliding down her cheeks.

However, Peng Shiyan did not soften his heart because of her pain. Instead, he shouted even more angrily: "Look at you now, what kind of person do you look like! You don't look like a member of our Peng family at all!"

Peng Qinqin felt pain, but didn't dare to struggle, tears kept falling down.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, Peng Shiyan slapped her hard and loudly.

Peng Qinqin's right cheek quickly became red and swollen. She covered her face and looked at Peng Shiyan in disbelief, her eyes full of grievance and resentment, "Ah, father, you hit me!"

It has been like this since she was a child. No matter what she does, she cannot get her father's recognition and support.

Peng Shiyan glared at her and said with gritted teeth, "What's wrong with me hitting you? If I had known this would happen, I should have strangled you to death! I'd have saved you from embarrassing yourself in front of me now!"

Peng Qinqin's eyes became firm. She stopped backing off and responded loudly, "Strangle me to death! Do you think I'd agree? You can't say a good word about me!"

Peng Shiyan sneered and said sarcastically, "What's so good about you? You shamelessly follow men around all day, bringing shame to the Yanhuo Sect! Ah? Where do you put my face? You've really been spoiled by your mother!"

"Father!" Peng Qinqin closed her eyes, then opened them again, looking at Peng Shiyan seriously, her eyes full of determination: "Just pretend that you don't have a daughter like me!"

"What?" Peng Shiyan stood up suddenly, his facial muscles twisted with anger. He couldn't believe his ears, and his voice was trembling and desperate. "Say it again!"

Peng Qinqin bit her lip and repeated stubbornly, "I say, just pretend you don't have a daughter like me!"

Peng Shiyan's eyes widened, veins popped out on his forehead, he grabbed the cup on the table and threw it hard to the ground.

The cup broke with a sound, and fragments flew everywhere. One of the fragments brushed against Peng Qinqin's calf, leaving a bloody mark, but she seemed unaware of it. She still straightened her back and looked at Peng Shiyan.

"Okay, get out of here and never show up again." Peng Shiyan laughed in anger, his eyes frighteningly cold.

Yang Wei, who was outside the house, heard the noise coming from inside and paced back and forth anxiously. He had never expected things to develop to this point, and he was filled with regret.

He wanted to rush into the house to persuade them, but he was afraid of being affected by the angry Peng Shiyan, so he could only worry outside the house.

After all, when the master is angry, he doesn't care about anything, and no one dares to offend him at this time.

Inside the house, Peng Qinqin stood up, endured the pain in her legs, and walked out step by step. Every step felt like stepping on the tip of a knife, the pain was so severe that she could hardly breathe. But she gritted her teeth and insisted on moving forward.

When she reached the door, she stopped and looked back at Peng Shiyan, a trace of pain and determination flashing in her eyes.