The Bad Girl's Quick Transmigration System: Traveling Back and Forth

My name is Cuiping, and I'm a close confidant of Young Master Wang. In this world, Young Master Wang is the heaven, the maker of all rules. Anyone who dares to disobey him will die.

Today, that reckless Lin Yudong actually attempted to rebel against the Young Master. When I saw her stubborn demeanor, an uncontrollable disgust welled up in my heart. A mere woman dared to challenge the Young Master's authority. She was simply ignorant of her own limitations and courting death.

I stared at her kneeling figure with wide eyes, feeling an indescribable pleasure well up in my heart. Blood gushed out of her neck like a fountain, the crimson blood splattering in the air like a bloody orgy. Lin Yudong's body remained naked, kneeling in a posture of worship, as if time had frozen in this moment.

She collapsed lifelessly on the ground like a plucked chicken, no longer able to resist, and could only let the blood flow out of her body. The shocking scene made people shudder.

Her head, now tumbling to the ground, filled me with a profound sense of satisfaction. Its eyes, wide open, seemed still lingering on Young Master Wang's fatal blow, as if uttering her final words of unwillingness and despair. Watching her eyes linger in death, the sense of satisfaction in my heart grew even stronger.

Humph, you're afraid and unwilling now? What were you doing before? Who do you think you are? You're just an insignificant little woman, yet you dared to go against Young Master Wang? This is what you deserve. Do you think your stubbornness can change anything? Do you think your resistance will make the Young Master surrender? That's just wishful thinking! A woman like you who overestimates her own abilities deserves this kind of punishment.

My contempt and abuse for Lin Yudong swirled in my heart, as if I wanted to spit on her completely. Her existence was a blasphemy against the Young Master, her actions a challenge to the rules. She should pay the price for her actions, and that price was death. Only in this way could others be in awe and not dare to challenge the Young Master's authority so easily.

I stood aside, watching all this unfold with a cold gaze, feeling an indescribable sense of relief. The sword in my hand, still stained with her blood, had easily severed her head, severing all her resistance and indomitable will. The strike was clean and sharp, like severing a tiny weed.

Watching Lin Yudong's tragic end, I felt an immense sense of relief. Her death was not only a personal punishment, but also a warning to all who dared to challenge our Young Master's authority. In this world where the strong prey on the weak, the Young Master is the strong, and people like Lin Yudong are nothing more than ants. Ants that attempt to shake the tree will only be crushed.

I kicked her head and said contemptuously, "Do you think you can resist the young master? You are too naive." My voice was cold and cruel, without a trace of mercy.

Everyone around me looked at me with horror. They knew that I, Cuiping, was the sharpest knife in the young master's hand. If anyone dared to offend the young master, I would strike without hesitation and kill them. I enjoyed this feeling of fear; this was how I survived in this cruel world.

From now on, if anyone dares to have second thoughts about the Young Master again, Lin Yudong will be their example. I will use my ruthlessness and decisiveness to protect the Young Master's authority and make those with ill intentions know the consequences of offending the Young Master. This bloody lesson will make everyone understand that before the Young Master, they can only submit obediently.