He was hacked to death! Reborn and married to the Grand Secretary, his family wept with regret.

The words "Peace and safety" instantly touched a nerve with some people.

Li Huai-ren's face was grim: "An Wu-yang, haven't you caused enough trouble? Qing-fan meant well, how can you be so ungrateful?"

After saying that, he turned to Luo Qingfan and said, "You don't need to pay any attention to her anymore. She has never been polite and doesn't know right from wrong. There's no need for you to suffer because of her!"

After saying that, she turned to An Wuyang and said coolly, "Go do what you're supposed to do, don't stay here serving!"

He spoke these words with a clear conscience, as if An Wuyang were merely a servant who served them, rather than his wife.

Madam Wang also picked up her teacup, took a sip, and then gracefully placed it on the elm root carving tea table beside her, saying softly, "Qingfan, you are our honored guest. You just need to sit down and relax. All other matters will be taken care of by the servants."

Throughout the entire process, Madam Wang's eyes never fell on An Wuyang, as if in her eyes An Wuyang was just an insignificant servant, not worth a word from her.

An Wuyang coldly observed the faces of these people, thinking to herself that she had served them wholeheartedly in the past out of friendship, but she never expected that these people would take her efforts for granted.

At this moment, the maidservant came forward again and said to An Wuyang, "Madam, the tea has gone cold!"

After saying that, he stepped aside and added, "Last night, Madam said that the newly bought black tea has a mellow flavor and wanted to invite Miss Qingfan to try it."

"I arrived early this morning, but the tea wasn't hot, so I didn't make tea for Miss Qingfan."

"Madam, it is truly inappropriate for you to treat our distinguished guest so poorly!"

The servant woman spoke in a strict and authoritative tone, but it was in the manner of lecturing An Wuyang.

This makes An Wuyang appear even less important in the eyes of these people than a servant.

After the maid finished speaking, she picked up a glass teacup from the root-carved elm wood tea table and poured the tea out.

Unfortunately, the tea spilled right at An Wuyang's feet.

This commotion went unnoticed by anyone.

Even when Li Huai-ren glanced at this side slightly, he didn't think anything was wrong.

The servant girl watched An Wuyang quietly, waiting for her next move.

Normally, she only needs to say one word for An Wuyang to understand that it's time to boil water.

Now, An Wuyang only feels that he is extremely foolish.

In the past, she had served Wang Shi wholeheartedly and never complained. Wang Shi considered herself the mistress of the Marquis's mansion and valued appearances.

An Wuyang tried his best to save face for her, and such an absurd thing as the tea getting cold had never happened before.

But little did they know that in the eyes of these people, her sacrifices were nothing more than her self-degradation!

Seeing that An Wuyang did nothing, the servant woman became somewhat annoyed.

"What are you waiting for, my wife? Hurry up and boil some water!"

The servant frowned, her disdain undisguised.

An Wuyang remained motionless, his cold eyes sweeping across her face.

She sneered, her eyes fixed on the servant woman, her expression gloomy, her brows furrowed with ruthlessness.

These shameless people, you expect her to serve them? Can they even handle it?

"who are you talking to?"

An Wuyang spoke very softly, but his eyes were full of threat.

But she walked step by step toward the servant woman.

Perhaps sensing An Wuyang's chilling aura today, the servant woman didn't dare to utter a sound and was forced to retreat step by step by An Wuyang.

An Wuyang stopped in front of Wang's elmwood tea table, picked up the glass teacup on it, and with a little force, threw it to the ground.

With a clatter, the teacup fell to the ground and shattered in two.

This teacup was brought from the palace by An Wuyang. Because Wang Shi liked it, she asked for it.

Now, thinking about it, Wang Shi lives in her house and uses her things, yet she looks down on her.

This family is heartless and cruel; An Wuyang doesn't need to give them any more face!

The crisp sound shocked everyone.

Even Wang Shi shuddered. After realizing that the person in front of her was An Wuyang, she was ashamed and angry at her own reaction, and her face immediately turned ashen.

"What are you doing? This is outrageous!"

"If you can't even do something as simple as boiling water, I don't think you need to stay in this house any longer!"

Wang's first words were a scolding, her expression and tone full of disdain.

Regardless of everyone's state of mind, An Wuyang spoke directly: "That's right!"

"The servants in Madam's courtyard these days are becoming increasingly useless!"

"Even a bowl of tea is cold. If that's the case, what's the point of having them?"

An Wuyang's gaze was sharp, and his face wore a cold, mocking smile.

"My place may be small, but I don't tolerate idlers. If any more shameless bastards get in my way, I might as well just kick them all out, and then things will be a bit quieter under my nose!"