The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

As Yi Zhuxuan spoke, she glanced tentatively at An Mi, but she couldn't discern any emotion on An Mi's face. For a moment, Yi Zhuxuan felt even more uncertain. "Miss..."

In the end, the words she had prepared gradually dried up, and she didn't know what to say anymore.

At this moment, Anmi seemed to still be waiting for her explanation, or rather, she was watching her make a fool of herself.

Finally, after Yi Zhuxuan stammered for a long time without being able to say anything coherent, An Mi spoke up calmly, "Zhuxuan, so you did all this for my own good? You're really confused. Have you forgotten how you treated me in front of Feng Yu that day? Or do you think I'm a fool who can't even tell the difference between a person's true feelings and false intentions?"

Even if she couldn't distinguish things in her past life, in this life, her mind is as clear as a mirror.

When Yi Zhuxuan heard An Mi's tone suddenly rise, her body trembled and she felt even more uneasy. She had long known that An Mi was not easy to fool, but now, what should she do?

Thinking back to that night, Yi Zhuxuan secretly regretted it. If she hadn't acted impulsively back then, she would have had a way out now. But there's no going back in this world.

Yi Zhuxuan took a deep breath. She knew that to deal with An Mi, she needed to be completely rational, and she couldn't let herself panic.

"Miss, please forgive me this time. I was out of my mind. I will never dare to do it again. Even if you drive me away, even if you banish me from the capital, I will still be grateful for your great kindness." Yi Zhuxuan knew in her heart that An Mi absolutely could not let her live. Now, she only wanted to escape from An Mi's clutches as soon as possible. Thinking of the fear she had suffered in this room a few days ago, she even felt that An Mi wanted her dead!

The more Yi Zhuxuan thought about this, the more intense her fear became. Her gaze was fixed on An Mi, and her eyes were full of pleading and expectation.

However, she couldn't see the slightest emotion on Anmi's calm face. She looked at her as if she were looking at a complete stranger. No, she wasn't a complete stranger. No matter how hard Anmi tried to figure it out, she couldn't understand it.

Yi Zhuxuan couldn't help but curse inwardly. This An Mi really was her nemesis!

"If you are not happy about this, then beat me, or... or make me work like a slave..." Yi Zhuxuan hid her thoughts behind her face and continued to plead bitterly.

Anmi remained silent, and the only sound in the room was Yi Zhuxuan's pleading. The eerie atmosphere made Yi Zhuxuan increasingly uneasy.

"Miss..." Yi Zhuxuan was uneasy, and the resentment in her heart also poured out. Suddenly, her pleading eyes were replaced by a sharp look, and she said fiercely, "An Mi, what exactly do you want? Killing someone is just a matter of a head falling to the ground. If you want my life, just kill me with one blow!"

"Hmph!" An Mi suddenly snorted coldly, her eyes filled with mockery as she looked at Yi Zhuxuan. "Heh..."

"What are you laughing at?" Yi Zhuxuan bit her lip tightly. An Mi's sarcasm only fueled the anger in her heart, entangled with her previous resentment, and enveloped her entire being. "What right do you have to laugh at me?"

"Why should I laugh at you?" An Mi seemed to be enjoying Yi Zhuxuan's madness, as if she were watching a huge joke. "Then I'll tell you why I should laugh at you!"

Yi Zhuxuan was taken aback, and An Mi's voice rang out again, "In my hands, you are like an ant, like fish meat, at my mercy. Laughing at you is just a simple matter."

"What exactly do you want?" Yi Zhuxuan finally shouted.

"You really want to know what I want?" An Mi's lips curled up even more. "I'm afraid you can't handle it!"

Yi Zhuxuan's heart skipped a beat, and her fear intensified. She looked up and met An Mi's smug gaze. An Mi's condescending contempt felt like a sword cutting into her heart. Could she not bear it? Was An Mi going to make her wish she were dead?

No, she didn't want to live a life worse than death, and she certainly didn't want to be controlled by An Mi like this!

Her gaze swept over the sharp corner of the table. Rather than being controlled by An Mi and suffering endless humiliation, she would rather harden her heart, understand herself, and spare An Mi's torment.

She didn't want to die, but she was even more unwilling to live a life worse than death!

Yi Zhuxuan's eyes narrowed, and she took a deep breath, as if she were going all out. Fortunately, she had eaten something earlier and had some strength. Taking advantage of this strength, Yi Zhuxuan aimed at the corner of the table and slammed into it heavily.

It was just a brief pain that would pass, but with so many people around, who could have missed her intentions?

In fact, when she looked at the corner of the table, Anmi already understood her intention, gave Liuguang a wink, and waited for her to run into it.

With a loud bang, a heart-wrenching scream echoed throughout the room. Just when Yi Zhuxuan thought that a single impact would end the ordeal, little did she know that with a slight pull from Liu Guang, Yi Zhuxuan's original strength instantly diminished. Instead of ending her life, she was enveloped in pain.

"Ah..." Yi Zhuxuan touched her forehead, her hands covered in blood, a shocking sight.

An Mi watched all this and chuckled, "Are you trying to kill yourself? If you die, who will I hold accountable?"

Yi Zhuxuan was taken aback, "Settle... settle the accounts?"

What accounts are we settling? Her intuition told her that the accounts Anmi was referring to were not about this particular conflict.

But what else? No matter how hard Yi Zhuxuan racked her brains, she couldn't remember any other grudges between her and her.

"Have you forgotten everything you've done?" An Mi's eyes narrowed, her sharp gaze fixed on Yi Zhuxuan as she quickly closed in on her. "Didn't you just ask me what I wanted?"

An Mi reached out and grabbed Yi Zhuxuan by the collar, gritting her teeth as she continued, "Then I'll tell you, I'll use your life, your head, to pay tribute to those who died unjustly!"

Yi Zhuxuan listened in a daze. A person who died unjustly? Her face was full of confusion. An Mi seemed to see her confusion and narrowed her eyes. "What person who died unjustly? I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Don't know what I'm talking about?" An Mi snorted coldly. "Fine, if you've forgotten, then I'll remind you what you did after you escaped from Rongjin City's prison that day."

Yi Zhuxuan was startled, her pupils dilating instantly. The bloodshed of that night flashed through her mind, and her eyes flickered uneasily. How did she know? And why did she bring this up?

"I didn't do anything. I escaped from the prison that day. Luckily, I met a benefactor. What could I possibly have done?" Yi Zhuxuan's eyes flickered slightly, but she dared not look An Mi in the eye.