After being reborn, I became the apple of my enemy's eye.

Yan Yun went out not for any other reason, but to the place where her accident happened. She was covered in cold sweat. Before going out, she didn't dare to go alone, so she asked the housekeeper to find someone to go with her.

Two servants followed closely behind her.

Yan Yun remembered that there were two people who tied him up, and when he returned to the Zheng residence, one of them was still hiding outside the residence watching.

Thinking of that night, Yan Yun felt uneasy. The bloody scene was etched in her mind and she couldn't shake it off. Whenever she thought of that day, she couldn't forget the moment when she brushed past the King of Hell again.

She won't let the remaining person go.

Yan Yun went to that alley.

The original bloodstains had been washed away, and even the corpse was nowhere to be seen.

The attendant following her saw what the young lady was looking for and was reminded of the incident that had happened after the Spring Festival. Now, there were hardly any people around.

"Miss, is there anything you're looking for?"

Yan Yun didn't find the person she was looking for in that alley, so she wandered around the city. People avoided her when they saw her, and she didn't pay them any attention, since she didn't have any dealings with these people.

After Lu Yan escorted the old lady back to the money shop, he went to the branch with the money shop's chief manager. On the carriage, he happened to see Yan Yun walking on the street.

Lu Yan told the coachman to stop the carriage and told the head steward that he had seen his cousin Ning'er and asked her where she was going.

The head steward also knew that this cousin was the master's daughter, and he got off the carriage with Lu Yan.

Lu Yan called out to Yan Yun.

"Cousin Ning'er."

Yan Yun glanced back and saw Lu Yan walking towards him, but instead of stopping, he walked even faster.

The servants beside him bowed to Lu Yan and hurriedly chased after him.

"Miss."

Lu Yan chased after her for a few steps but couldn't stop her.

It was the chief steward who stopped Lu Yan.

"Young master, you should focus on the money exchange business."

The head steward could tell that the young lady disliked Lu Yan, and besides, there were rumors in the manor that the young lady had a very strange personality.

However, he only recognized the people brought by the adults. In his opinion, it was better to entrust the Zheng family to a man than to a woman.

Lu Yan scratched his head, not feeling too embarrassed. Seeing that Yan Yun had run off in the direction he couldn't catch up, he had no choice but to follow the chief steward into the carriage.

Despite not becoming any closer to his cousin Ning'er, Lu Yan put aside these unnecessary thoughts and talked to the head steward about the money shop.

Meanwhile, Yan Yun stopped in her tracks as she passed a martial arts school. The imposing voices of the people inside made her pause.

She peered through the wide-open door and saw the people practicing boxing with their bare hands.

Yan Yun strode forward and walked inside.

The attendants followed from behind and quickly stopped Yan Yun.

"Miss, please don't go into these places. They're full of vulgar people. It's best if you don't go in."

Yan Yun didn't care about those things. This was his second life, and there was nothing he couldn't enter.

When Yan Yun entered the martial arts school, he was immediately silenced by a chorus of boos.

Some burly men with bare chests spoke to her.

"Which young lady has wandered into this place by mistake?"

As soon as he spoke, everyone around him stopped what they were doing and looked at Yan Yun. Yan Yun looked at them one by one, but none of them were the person he remembered.

The servant tried to persuade the young lady to leave.

As Yan Yun walked forward, she looked more closely at the faces of those people. Some of the smiles on their faces were amused, some were from people watching the spectacle, and some were from people who found it distasteful.

Yan Yun couldn't find the person she was looking for among those people, so she turned to the long sword hanging to the side and walked over to take it out to look at it.

A cold hand covered the back of her hand.

"This is not something you should touch."

A loud voice boomed from behind, and Yan Yun turned around, but couldn't see the speaker's face clearly for a moment.

She withdrew her hand and looked again, only to see that the man was just a boy with sharp features, giving him a particularly stern look.

Faced with Yan Yun's careful scrutiny, the other person frowned slightly and turned to leave.

Yan Yun grabbed him.

She clearly recognized that face somewhere before.

She had an impression of it.

The other party didn't give her any time to look at them.

He shook off her hand and said threateningly, "If you don't want to be thrown out, leave now."

The servants quickly stepped forward to block their young mistress, fearing for her safety. They rebuked the young man who had shaken off Yan Yun, saying, "Do you know who our young mistress is? How dare you treat her like this?"

Here, even if they are servants of the Zheng family, they can act with impunity, and everyone has to give them face.

The boy gave a cold laugh.

Looking at Yan Yun behind the attendants, he spoke words that were sharp and cutting.

"Isn't that the mute from the Zheng family? Trying to act tough here?"

The servant immediately turned to see his mistress's reaction; the word "mute" was hurtful.

Yan Yun felt no humiliation whatsoever. Even if he were mute, he would not be hurt by the person in front of him.

She examined the face closely and remembered when she had seen this person before.

It was the centennial celebration of this body. The long sword I touched that day belonged to this young man. Now, seeing him again, his features are even more rugged.

Yan Yun wasn't angry; he stopped the servants.

The young man had told Yan Yun not to touch the longsword, but she insisted on touching it anyway. She even took it off with both hands. The people around her were about to speak when the servants immediately spoke up.

"Miss, do you like this sword?"

Yan Yun gripped the hilt of the sword and laboriously drew out the blade. She touched the blade with her finger, which startled the servant, but Yan Yun felt nothing at all. The blade was not sharpened and was not sharp at all. Cutting off a person's arm directly would not be such a simple matter.

She handed the sword to the attendant beside her and turned to leave.

The boy had been watching, and even after being called mute, he remained completely unfazed. Was this mute simply unable to understand, or was his magnanimity genuine?

Yan Yun knew that this rebellious young man was unlikely to be the one he wanted to leave, so he strode out.

The servant hung the sword back up and immediately chased after his young mistress.

Those who thought they could watch the excitement were left behind, but ended up seeing nothing at all.

After leaving the martial arts school, Yan Yun went to Shuyuan.

Mr. Shu's health did not improve during the Spring Festival; on the contrary, it worsened, and the steward who came out to greet him looked quite haggard.

Several doctors came, but they all said the same thing.

Keep your husband relaxed and avoid leaving any regrets.

Yan Yun was also very sad after hearing this. Although he did not invite Mr. Shu to the Zheng residence, he felt that the time spent with Mr. Shu was more precious than the time spent with anyone else.

Yan Yun was led in by the steward to meet Mr. Shu.

The room still smelled of books, but there were other scents mixed in with the books. The steward told Mr. Shu that Zheng Ning'er had arrived.

Mr. Shu asked in a low voice, "Why did you come at this time?"

The steward glanced at Yan Yun and then answered for him.

"Miss Zheng said she wanted to meet Mr. Shu, so she came to see you."

Mr. Shu reached out his hand and asked the steward to help him up. The steward immediately draped a coat over his shoulders.

Yan Yun wanted to say a few auspicious words to Mr. Shu in person, since everyone cares about good fortune in the new year.

However, Mr. Shu didn't care about these things. Rather than auspicious words, he was more interested in seeing if his disciples had become lax during this period.

Ask the steward to help prepare writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones.

He then opened a few pages of the book that Yan Yun had given him and read the contents to Yan Yun.

"When Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person, it will first test their will, strain their muscles and bones, starve their body, leave them destitute, and thwart their endeavors, so as to strengthen their resolve, temper their character, and increase their abilities."

After you finish reading it, ask again: "Do you understand what it means?"

Yan Yun thought about it and memorized the sentence, but he didn't immediately understand its meaning.

Mr. Shu then explained the meaning to her.

"Only after suffering greatly and being brought back from the brink of death can one develop a resilient character and become capable of anything after gaining strength."

Yan Yun finally understood the meaning behind the words. She pondered the words again and thought about herself, feeling more and more that the words were written for her.

The steward handed Yan Yun a pen and paper, which she wrote down and then handed to Mr. Shu.

Mr. Shu looked at it and seemed satisfied. He said meaningfully, "Your handwriting reflects your character. You can tell a lot about a person just by looking at their handwriting. You are my disciple, so don't embarrass me."

Yan Yun nodded and continued writing. Just as he was writing, the sheet of Xuan paper in Mr. Shu's hand fell to the ground.

Yan Yun bent down to pick it up, and when she looked up again, Mr. Shu's hand was already hanging down on the ground, but he still had a gentle smile on his face.

Yan Yun paused for a moment, then blurted out, "Sir."

Her words didn't wake Mr. Shu. She turned to look inside and saw that the steward had gone out to prepare things and hadn't returned yet. She immediately rushed out the door, and just as she was about to call for help, the steward arrived.

After he entered the room, he saw Mr. Shu's face, and the things in his hands immediately fell to the ground.

"gentlemen!!"